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Inside Box 22, the atmosphere seemed somewhat heavy.
Wang Wei looked down at the battlefield, which had been left in ruins after the fierce battle. The members of Chang'an and Moon Bay had only just been carried off, and his brows furrowed slightly. "The children fought too desperately. They hurt the enemy by a thousand and lost eight hundred themselves."
He Qiang, Chu Youwei, Ji Boda, and Liu Ruyan had all suffered considerable injuries. No matter what, they would need ten days or so.
Xia Yun leaned back against the sofa, his fingertips tapping lightly on the armrest as he explained in an even tone, "There's nothing we can do about it."
"This time, the Ministry of Education played a hand of 'Quota Exchange,' changing finals quotas into semifinal quotas." (Yesterday was actually a bug, so I'll patch it back in first.)
"The benefit is that it increased the number of teams from each of our sub-regions that can qualify for the semifinals. The intent is to raise the odds of each major region ultimately making it into the finals, while also binding together the cohesion of the academies within each region."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the others in the box. "To put it plainly, the higher-ups want to see every region united against outsiders."
Yue Qiansong nodded and picked up the thread. "That's why we've been doing this, consciously—one could even say with all our strength—sniping every powerful team from Toske. Every single point matters."
Wang Wei's deep voice sounded. "There's no helping it. Right now, the people from Toske Province are the closest to us in Fasinuo. As long as we take them down, we're secure."
"As long as we claim first place in the region rankings, no matter how the quotas