The second round of the exam lasted only two hours.
Everyone was racing against the clock to hunt.
Every Mutant Beast they killed was converted into points and recorded on their Space Bracelet.
Over ten thousand people were taking the exam now.
Every extra Mutant Beast they killed meant more points.
Every extra point could put them ahead of hundreds of people!
Zhou Fan was hunting mercilessly.
One Mutant Beast after another died beneath his blade.
Not a single Mutant Beast could last three exchanges against him.
After all, they were only First Tier Mutant Beasts. For him, already at Second Tier, 3 Stars, they posed no challenge whatsoever.
The only problem.
Was that there were too few Mutant Beasts.
They only appeared one or two at a time.
Zhou Fan wasn't getting his fill of fighting at all.
Bang!
Two more Mutant Beasts went down.
"There are still too few Mutant Beasts. Can't a few more show up?" Zhou Fan complained.
Too few.
The fighting wasn't satisfying at all!
An hour had already passed.
He had only earned 90 points.
At an average of 3 points per Mutant Beast, that meant he had only killed 30.
Spread over an hour, that amounted to just one Mutant Beast every two minutes.
Still too slow.
"I wonder how everyone else is doing."
"I stood out so much in the first round. If someone outdoes me in the second, people will laugh at me," Zhou Fan muttered.
He kept moving, searching for more Mutant Beasts.
Finally.
His persistence paid off.
A wolf pack appeared up ahead.
And there were plenty of them-over a dozen gray wolves!
They were all First Tier, 4 Stars.
Zhou Fan's eyes immediately lit up. "Now that's more like it!"
The few Mutant Beasts earlier had barely been