"Yeah."
Lu Bai answered and continued taking off the rest of his protective gear.
"Time sure flies, doesn't it?" the gaunt old man said with a sigh. "But with your skills, you shouldn't have any trouble getting a good result in the second round of Deathmatch Showdown."
"That's hard to say." Lu Bai smiled amiably.
"Have a little confidence. I doubt even I could've beaten you when I was young."
The gaunt old man patted Lu Bai on the shoulder, looking a little helpless. "You still need to make us proud. The first-round Deathmatch results for your class have been tallied, and our campus ranked dead last. I even heard the principal cursing up a storm in his office a couple of days ago."
There was more than one Deathmatch School in No. 9 Underground City, so naturally they competed with one another.
A low campus ranking meant fewer resources and worse treatment. That was why highly ranked campuses had an easier time attracting promising students.
It was worth mentioning that Lu Bai hadn't submitted his first-round Deathmatch Showdown results. At first, he hadn't known where to register them. Later, he simply stopped looking. He could always submit them after the second round.
Lu Bai held up a hand signal. "I'm only making three thousand a month right now."
He walked out of the combat training grounds and stretched as he faced the sunset.
After staring at the holographic canopy overhead for so long, it seemed pretty realistic.
"Actually, I've probably almost forgotten what the real sky looks like." Lu Bai smiled to himself and headed toward Livability City.
After nearly a month, he knew this route well.
During the first few days, a bunch of delinquent teenagers had blocked his way every day. After he taught them a