Lu Yuan continued his endless campaign of conquest and slaughter within the vast, boundless territory of Giant Salt Star.
Time drifted on, the years slipping away in silence.
It had already been a long while since the second round of the Galaxy Genius Exchange Meeting began.
Although the function to locate every participant had yet to be unlocked, making it impossible to actively search for the exact coordinates of other contestants, the planet's territory was only so large. With a million top geniuses roaming everywhere and tempering themselves in all directions, running into one another had long since become the norm.
As Lu Yuan charged across the land and hunted along the way, he had also encountered other contestants by chance several times.
Most of these geniuses traveled in groups, cautious and wary, their expressions tense and panicked. Every step forward was taken as if advancing through a fortified camp, terrified of encountering high-ranking alien races or being intercepted and killed by powerful enemies.
Each time they locked eyes from afar or brushed past each other, Lu Yuan's expression remained indifferent. He never looked aside, never took the initiative to attack, and never took the opportunity to eliminate them. He casually let them all go.
If outsiders saw this, they would only praise Lu Yuan for being broad-minded, kindhearted, knowing when to spare others, not bullying the weak with his strength, and not oppressing those of his own generation.
But only Lu Yuan himself knew perfectly well that this so-called kindness and tolerance was nothing more than a pleasant-sounding public excuse.
At this moment, the trial had only passed its fifth month. The vast majority of ability users had limited strength, insufficient courage, and extremely low hunting efficiency. After roaming until now, they had accumulated pitifully few points, with not