Thud~ Thud~ Thud~
Three grand bell tolls rang out from all directions, bringing the noisy hall to a standstill.
Chen Li sat on the platform with a cold expression. He leaned toward the microphone and said in a deep voice, "Quiet."
The students below had just finished the Deathmatch Showdown. Although they didn't know who this man was, their years of training made them obey instinctively.
Chen Li swept his gaze over the many students below, then gave Liang Fuzhong a look. "Instructor Liang, you can start recording their information."
Liang Fuzhong nodded in acknowledgment, then turned and waved to the staff nearby.
At the notice, the staff stationed on either side of the hall quickly entered. Holding personal terminals resembling tablets, they questioned the students and entered their information.
There wasn't much to record. Generally, it was the number of their Deathmatch Arena, their ranking, and the abilities they had obtained in the arena.
It was possible that some people would lie, but unless the lie concerned something important—for example, claiming to be ranked 460 when they were actually ranked 480—no one would usually bother investigating.
After all, verifying it would be a hassle.
But if someone claimed to be in the top ten, for instance, their information would inevitably be cross-checked. It would only be recorded after confirmation, so a lie would be exposed easily.
Liang Fuzhong watched for a while. Seeing no mistakes, he asked Chen Li ingratiatingly, "Director, would you like to go down and have a look?"
When Lu Bai heard the bell, he briefly shifted his attention from the Data Panel to the platform. Seeing nothing of interest, he turned back to examine his personal interface.
Ultimately, the titles he'd been awarded were just a pleasant surprise to Lu Bai. The real prizes