"Little Zhong!"
"You said the first round of the Purifier Plan selection was a simulation of a 'Star Beast Tide' attack, right?"
Jiang Fan turned around and looked at Zhong Zhengbai.
Zhong Zhengbai did not quite understand what Jiang Fan meant. He nodded mechanically.
"Yes... yes!"
Jiang Fan chuckled.
"Then I have a question. I wonder if you can answer it for me?"
"Inside the simulator, can I tell which province the other contestants are from? Does each province's contestant have some kind of distinguishing mark?"
"If I recognize a contestant, can I kill him?"
As he spoke, Jiang Fan's indifferent gaze fell on the blue-clad young man opposite him.
Who this question was aimed at was obvious!
"You fucking want to die!"
Sure enough, the next second, the blue-clad young man flew into a rage.
He raised his right hand, seemingly about to strike.
But after just making a move, he remembered that this was the headquarters of the Federal Arbitration Office. He frowned and withdrew his hand.
"You're good!"
"You've successfully attracted my attention!"
"I'll remember you..."
The blue-clad young man's face was filled with icy hostility.
Only then did Zhong Zhengbai finally find a chance to speak, answering Jiang Fan's earlier question.
"The first round of the selection competition uses a simulated interstellar battlefield for a 'Star Beast Tide' confrontation!"
"The final assessment results are based on each province, counting the number of Star Beasts hunted!"
"So there's definitely a distinction between the provinces!"
"It's just..."
He paused.
"As I just said, the first-round assessment is based on the number of Star Beasts hunted! There's no concept of confrontation!"
"So there are restrictions on the contestants!"
"They cannot attack other contestants of their own accord!"
"At the same time, the simulated interstellar battlefield system will protect the