The Sixth Round of Deathmatch Showdown
The festive atmosphere is gradually fading.
To the ordinary people in the shelter, this year's New Birth Festival was not much different from previous years; it was just as lively.
Even with the bloody episode of the massacre video, the public's discontent with the city council actually diminished, with most people venting their frustrations online.
At least the city council provided reasons and evidence to prove that those killed were members of the Can Society.
You dare to protest? Don't you have a death wish?
In short, publicly speaking, this matter is considered closed.
However, behind the scenes, the city government has clearly intensified its efforts to eliminate the Can Society, almost to the point of 'better to catch the guilty than let the guilty go free.'
After all, the higher-ups are well aware of just how outrageous this Can Society become.
Leaving aside the fact that the Can Society successfully captured the southeastern outpost, the city itself could not tolerate having such a strong armed force under its nose.
If the attack on the Heavy Element Reactor had actually succeeded, it's questionable whether Shelter No. 9 would still exist.
This isn't just inciting some ordinary people to engage in petty squabbles; this is trying to overturn the table.
The city council's attitude towards this is unified: zero tolerance, and a complete eradication of evil.
As for Lu Bai, the talented individual who stepped forward and averted this unprecedented disaster, the city council spared no effort in praising him.
Although the truth of the whole matter cannot be disclosed, there are plenty of substantial rewards to be had.
The economic rewards need no further explanation.
Upon learning that Lu Bai was still living in Livability City with his younger siblings, the city council directly approved a grant and arranged for a professional construction team to build a residence from scratch in the central area according to Lu Bai's needs.
The only requirement, if it can be called a requirement... is to have Lu Bai join the City Martial Force as the deputy Captain of a squad, and then be promoted to the full captaincy when a vacancy arises.
Furthermore, considering that Lu Bai is currently working in the field operations department of the Zudian Campus, he is exceptionally allowed to hold the position concurrently.
With this resume, there will be no problem for him to enter the city council as a councilor or be appointed as the principal of the Deathmatch campus; it just takes time.
It's worth mentioning that, regarding this matter, the Shelter First Army Group and the Security Defense Department both approached Lu Bai with great sincerity, wanting to recruit him and offering a substantial reward.
Lu Bai's performance in the Deathmatch Showdown was no secret to those in power, as long as they wanted to know.
Upon learning that there was such an extraordinary genius in their own shelter, even without Lu Bai stepping forward, they would have been eager to invest, waving their money around.
Money, honor, future prospects, and even spiritual needs are all readily available to Lu Bai.
Of course, he is not the only one to have this whole process.
The city council is already quite adept at this.
Once they confirm that someone is truly talented, they will never hesitate to invest in them, and will treat them with the utmost respect.
To put it bluntly, the Underground City management committee of Shelter No. 9 is far from being corrupt.
They are well aware of the foundation of their existence: with the Deathmatch System in place, there is no way to completely block their path to advancement, nor is there any need to do so.
There was no suppression or fear involved; in their view, someone as outstanding as Lu Bai should be one of their own.
Lu Bai did not show any resistance to any of this and accepted it naturally.
Regardless of what he plans to do in the future, he should indeed first gain a deeper understanding of this entire social system.
Of course, the most important thing is to first have power, the power to stand against everyone without fear.
To achieve this, we ultimately have to return to Deathmatch Showdown.
"I don't understand why you're in such a hurry to enter the Deathmatch Arena again."
Pu Xueli stood in front of Lu Bai, his face full of helpless confusion. "What are you in such a hurry for? Everyone only enters the Deathmatch Arena once a year. Are you really that confident in yourself? That nothing unexpected will happen?"
"Yes."
Lu Bai sat on the sofa in the room, waiting for the next round of deadly combat to begin. He looked extremely relaxed, completely unaware of the danger he was about to face.
"You know, those who drown are all swimmers, right? You don't lack anything right now, why are you in such a hurry?"
Seeing his state, Pu Xueli felt an urge to storm off in a fit of anger.
But after taking only two steps, he turned back and continued to persuade him earnestly, "Even if you don't think about yourself, shouldn't you at least think about your younger siblings?"
They enjoy such a plentiful material life now, with no worries about food or clothing, and everyone dotes on them, all because of you.
What if something happens to you during the Deathmatch Showdown? How old are Ziyi and Qingyan? You don't think everyone in the City Guild is a saint, do you?
Lu Bai still wore a harmless smile, which was quite infuriating from Pu Xueli's perspective.
However, he also knew that Pu Xueli meant well, but he really couldn't explain it to Pu Xueli in his current situation.
After listening quietly, Lu Bai gently shook his head, then completely suppressed his smile and said seriously, "I'm confident I can tell you the reason, but not now."
Having said all that, Pu Xueli knew that any further persuasion would only annoy people.
After a long silence, he angrily turned and left, saying, "Fine, whatever. Even if you really die, I'll still give your younger siblings something to eat."
Watching Pu Xueli's departing figure, Lu Bai breathed a sigh of relief.
He was genuinely not worried about his Deathmatch Showdown.
After obtaining the [Save] ability, the Deathmatchers pose no threat to him; the danger comes entirely from the Deathmatch Arena itself.
With [Restore], and relying on the vast amount of abilities in the "Recycle Bin," he can basically handle any Deathmatch Arena except for those with ridiculously high power levels.
Therefore, in his eyes, there was really no risk in Deathmatch Showdown.
After the door automatically locked, the room became exceptionally quiet.
Lu Bai looked at the countdown on the System Panel.
He estimated the time, lay down on the sofa, leisurely poured himself a glass of orange juice, and drank it all in one gulp.
The next second, the familiar mechanical notification sound of the Deathmatch System rang in his mind.
[Bite!]
[The sixth round of the Deathmatch Showdown has begun.]
[Teleportation initiated!]
[Deathmatch Arena ID: 92****8743]
[Username: Clever Mephisto]
[Main title equipped: Innocent Smile (4-star)]
[Subtitles already equipped: Frenzied Slaughter (4-star), Ultimate Murderer (4-star)]
[Talent: 137.2]
[Current Points: 0]
[Current ranking: 200/200]
[Abilities:?,?, Flash Time, Ink Dye, Mental Time Chamber]
[Note! The first round of the Ability Pool is now open and you can select one.]