Australia Continent.
The starting point for Elite Training Camp students' life-and-death trials.
Many students had yet to set off. They were still discussing team formations, how to distribute Points, and even promising each other benefits in hopes of earning more Points. A higher ranking next time would let them use the Gravity Chamber and Trial Room for longer.
The instructors likewise had not returned yet. They drank beer and soft drinks while discussing how to spend this pleasant holiday—or how to train.
Jansen, a black War God instructor, wore a suggestive expression as he said to the beautiful instructor beside him, "Hera, come over to my place today. I have a special method of improvement. I'm sure it'll be very stimulating for you."
The blonde Hera said nothing. Her mouth hung open as she stared blankly at the distant sky. After 0.1 seconds, she snapped back to her senses, said nothing, turned, and ran toward the fighter jet!
Jansen smiled smugly. Her shy little gesture had even made her running look unnatural. She must have accepted his suggestion and fallen for his charm. He proudly flicked his head, as though he had become suave and dashing.
He took two swaggering steps forward, then smugly looked back toward the distant sky. The instant he focused, his face twisted in utter terror. "Oh, my god~" he cried. By the end, his voice was trembling. As he ran toward the fighter jet, he screamed himself hoarse, "King-level Monster!"
Before departing for the Training Camp, they had met two Inspectors and Hong, but none of the three had come along. Asking War Gods to face a King-level Monster was no different from sending them to their deaths.
That loud shout alerted the surrounding students that something was wrong. They turned to look toward the