Ignoring the skeptical prospective graduates, Dr. Ent stepped back after introducing the three grades of combat robots, yielding the spot to Zephyr.
"Never underestimate the enemy in front of you, or the only one who suffers will be yourself."
Zephyr's gaze swept over his disciples' varied expressions as he spoke in a deep voice:
"In half an hour, you will enter the primeval forest before you and survive there for three days and three nights. Your objective is to defeat as many of these combat robots as possible and retrieve the chips located at the backs of their necks."
"Take note: these robots are Marine Headquarters property. Mind your strength when attacking them. Removing their chips will render them incapable of combat, so unless necessary, do not destroy them completely."
For some reason, Noah felt that when Zephyr said this, his eyes kept drifting toward him, deliberately or otherwise.
He curled his lip. When you blasted open the gate with one punch to show off just now, you didn't seem to remember that was Marine Headquarters property either, did you?
"Each AC Model robot's chip is worth 5 points, each AD Model chip is worth 100 points, while AE Models... are worth 2,000 points!"
Zephyr continued in a solemn voice, "When the three days are up, everyone must leave the forest and assemble. Your points will then be calculated based on the chips in your possession, determining your ranking!"
"Those who lose their ability to fight and are forced to withdraw during the assessment, as well as the bottom ten in the point rankings, will all be deemed to have failed. You will not graduate for now and may apply again in six months. Understood?"
"Understood, Instructor Zephyr!"
Everyone's hearts tightened as they answered loudly and solemnly.
They understood that