Pamir Plateau.
Night deepened.
Lin Qiye, seated atop the sheer cliff, slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the time.
23:57.
Only three minutes remained until the first day's eliminations...
He wondered how far those recruits had made it.
He spread out his Mental Power, but within several kilometers—even dozens of kilometers—he saw no sign of anyone.
But that was normal. It was only the first day. No matter how energetic the recruits were, it would be difficult for them to pass through both the snowfield and the frozen lake in succession and reach this third section of snowy cliffs.
Just as Lin Qiye was about to close his eyes and continue resting, a figure suddenly entered the edge of his Mental Power's range.
"Hmm?"
He turned to look in surprise.
Amid the frigid world, a one-eyed youth clad in cold-weather gear was slowly approaching from the direction of the frozen lake, leaving one footprint after another.
It was already deep into the night, and the temperature on the Pamir Plateau had dropped to around minus thirty degrees Celsius. Even though the recruits were wrapped in full sets of cold-weather gear, it was still not enough to withstand such extreme cold. Frost had already formed over the youth's brows and lashes.
The allocated compressed biscuits in Lu Baoyou's arms had not been touched at all. He merely stared resolutely ahead, advancing slowly like a tireless machine.
Lin Qiye was slightly moved at the sight.
In such a dark, freezing environment, without using his Forbidden Ruins and without eating anything, he had made it this far solely through exceptional physical fitness and willpower...
And this was only the first day.
By Lin Qiye and the others' estimates, ordinary recruits would need at least a day and a half to reach