Huddling Together for Warmth

Within the Divine Realm Civilization, Academy Alliance Chairman Luo Yun stared at the data on the screen and analyzed it.

The projected representatives of the various academies were also watching the data representing their own institutions.

A total of ten thousand Divine Realm Players had entered the Divine Weapon Civilization. Only 3,298 remained alive.

Among them, War College had the highest survival rate, reaching an astonishing 84%.

Imperial Capital Academy and Magic City Academy ranked second and third, with survival rates of 61% and 53% respectively.

As for the other academies, their survival rates were utterly miserable.

Some had even withdrawn early from the contest for the Peerless Weapon Soul.

"This year's data is fairly good. At this stage, the survival rate has risen by six percentage points compared to the last contest for the Peerless Weapon Soul."

"War College deserves particular praise. Its survival rate has actually reached 84%. Such an exceptionally high survival rate has never been seen before."

"If it can maintain this until the competition ends, War College's application to join the ranks of the top academies will most likely be approved this year."

Luo Yun praised them based on the data on the screen.

As a powerful first-rate academy, War College had always dreamed of entering the ranks of the top academies.

Only then could it recruit more and better students, as well as obtain more resources.

Listening to Academy Alliance Chairman Luo Yun's praise,

Imperial Capital Academy and Magic City Academy, both top academies, felt rather uncomfortable.

It would have been one thing if their results were worse than War College's.

But if War College became a top academy, wouldn't that be disastrous?

The pie of the top academies was only so large. If one took a bigger slice, the others would receive less.