A crossover anime, where people are in Classroom of the Imaginary Era, and behind the scenes, the ki

Unfortunately, there are no Transformers movies in the world, and even if there were, most people wouldn't pay attention to these small details at this crucial moment.

However, the naturally suspicious Kaneda Satoru instinctively became wary of the police car.

"In the examination hall set up by the black ball... there will never be anything useless without a reason."

But he hasn't seen what the actual props look like yet.

But if we let it go, there are only six props left in the arena, and someone has already taken 2000 points and 100 points.

If this potentially high-scoring prop is left to Class A, it would be a disaster for Class C.

Just as Kinda Satoru was hesitating whether to go forward and touch the car body.

The sky once again sent a notification about the score change:

Class D points +10000, current total points: 20500

Class B points +10000, current total points: 22500

Kaneda Satoru instantly understood the situation, and his face darkened.

"Those guys..."

"It seems that Class D and Class B, like us, have started a cooperative scheme to farm points together!"

Looking at their class's score, they realized that just a few minutes of hesitation had pushed them to the bottom of the class.

Satoru Kaneda stroked his chin:

"Since you're already planning to do it this way..."

"Let's see who moves faster!"

Kaneda Satoru adjusted his glasses and no longer hesitated.

Compared to the uncertain outcome of this unpredictable device, going back and increasing the frequency of touching the base is the safest way to score points.

He ran headlong toward Class A's position without any hesitation.

As for the Ford Mustang parked quietly in the shadows... he ultimately didn't touch it.

......

The perspective shifts back to Class D's position.

When Koenji Rokusuke returned, he found Kanzaki Ryuji already waiting there, but Hirata Yosuke was missing from the two who were originally guarding the position.

Before he could even ask a question, a message rang out in the sky that Class D had earned 10,000 points.

Immediately afterwards, Ryuji Kanzaki also reached out without hesitation and placed his hand on the glowing base pillar of Class D.

Koenji Rokusuke grinned and looked at Ayanokouji standing to the side:

"Was this your decision? Heh... Interesting, boy, I'm starting to take an interest in you."

After confirming that the points had been credited to his account, Ryuji Kanzaki turned to look at Ayanokoji:

"Who will come back to Class B's position with me again? I think Class A and Class C are probably already planning the next point exchange. We can't fall behind."

Koenji Rokusuke interjected, "If we're going to do it, let's do it thoroughly. Let's all go together."

"What about the base?" Matsushita Chiaki asked with some concern.

Ayanokouji shook his head, his tone resolute:

"They don't need to waste their time and risk coming here. Before inflation hits a bottleneck, they can simply find someone in Class A or Class C nearby to practice with."

Ryuji Kanzaki nodded in agreement: "The only downside is that, when you're caught up in this racing pace, almost no one has time to slowly search for the scattered items."

"The current outcome is more important," said Rokusuke Koenji, sealing the deal.

Kanzaki did not argue.

Because this is an open conspiracy that is laid bare before everyone.

As a result, both factions made the same decision: to exchange all members' attempts to reach the base in order to gain the most efficient points.

Predictably, everyone will tacitly follow this policy until the testing period is nearing its end.

In the sky.

"[Class A points +10000...]"

"[Class C Points +10000...]"

"[Class D points +10000...]"

Accompanied by the constant sound of electronic announcements.

Class A suddenly gained 20,000 points, Class C gained 20,000 points, and then Class D also began to increase its points exponentially.

Because of her absence, Class B could only gain a maximum of 30,000 points each time, gradually falling behind in the overall score.

Sitting on the edge of the container, swinging her long legs, Tianze Yixia couldn't help but sigh guiltily:

"Oh dear~ If Class B loses the game because of me, the upperclassmen will definitely hate me, right? Waaah~ That's so scary~"

Although she was crying, her eyes were full of excitement.