Special Audience

(Congratulations to the Newly Advanced Helmsman "mathildalol")

Looking at the stone-built square and gate, the traces of time are undeniable; one glance is enough to tell the long history of the building.

At this moment, the building was particularly eye-catching, but no one dared to approach it.

The massive Ring Fighting Arena was surrounded by a densely packed army armed with various firearms, and eight mechs stood around it.

The heavy body was encased in a dark green steel armor shell, with four Heavy Shield and four wielding huge kinetic rifles. A row of military armored vehicles were also attached to the mech's feet.

Seeing this, ordinary people wouldn't dare to approach.

The dark muzzles of the guns were pointed diagonally into the sky, but the soldiers' expressionless vigilance Lieutenant General separated the crowd.

Please show your identification information.

As soon as Mu Fan stepped forward, he was stopped by a soldier who took out his personal Electronic Nameplate and swiped it on the device.

"Beep, welcome to Candidate No. 1578."

"Please proceed." The soldier made way.

"Thanks."

After skillfully placing his belongings and removing his watch and headset, Mu Fan was allowed to continue passing.

Stepping through the gate, Mu Fan truly realized his own insignificance. The gate itself was already magnificent, but what appeared before him were sixteen stone-paved avenues that stretched out to different places.

"Candidate No. 1578, please take Route No. 12." A reminder came, and Mu Fan looked down at the signs on the road and followed the instructions.

After walking about a hundred meters, they entered a dark passage. In the silent passage Mu Fan could already hear voices coming from ahead, and they sounded quite noisy.

Judging from the light ahead, this should be it. Mu Fan silently calculated in his mind that it was about four or five hundred meters away.

The Ring Fighting Arena is about 400-500 meters long, and it looks like the audience seating is overhead.

It's so big!?

If you do the math, the width of the audience seating alone is four or five hundred meters horizontally, and if you take the angle of inclination into account, it must be over five hundred meters.

How big must that fighting arena be!

As Mu Fan drew closer, the cacophony of voices gradually became clearer.

Do you think we can make it to the end?

"I'm sure I can do it. I'll take this gamble for my future." The voice was full of fighting spirit.

"I think it's unlikely. I was number one in my hometown when I was in level 15, but I found out I'm at the bottom after I came here." A boy's voice was both rational and sarcastic.

"Do you have any outstanding candidates?"

"What do you mean, there aren't any?! I didn't expect so many monsters to appear even in the Ninth District. Look at the faces of those academy observers, they're obviously overjoyed, but we're in trouble."

This was a group of test takers chatting and exchanging ideas, so engrossed in their conversation that Mu Fan had to squeeze into their midst to notice the relatively thin young man.

Mu Fan's height is considered outstanding compared to his peers, but looking around the arena now, those under 1.85 meters tall are few and far between, making Mu Fan an anomaly.

"Are you also a test taker?" a tall, muscular figure asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, I followed the instructions." Mu Fan nodded, looking at the intimidatingly strong young man in front of him. Those muscles made it hard to believe that he was under 20 years old.

"Hello, Pajie." The burly young man chuckled and extended his hand.

"Mu Fan." Mu Fan introduced himself and shook hands in a friendly manner.

"Are you also a commoner examinee?" asked a boy of similar build but slightly taller than Mu Fan by a centimeter or two. He noticed that Mu Fan's clothes were very ordinary, similar to those of the others.

"Um."

Those people became noticeably more friendly when they saw Mu Fan nod.

So the slightly taller boy introduced himself, "Ilay."

Chester

Phil

These three, along with Pajie from earlier, seem to have just formed a small alliance.

Ilay spoke first, "We just arrived too, and we hit it off, so we're temporarily teamed up. We might run into each other again later, but..."

"We won't hold back," the other three said in unison.

Mu Fan nodded in agreement. In his opinion, such a small group was completely unnecessary. The number of spots was fixed, with 100 to be selected from 8,000 people, a ratio of 80 to 1. He did not think it was necessary to rely on personal relationships.

"We commoner candidates are at a disadvantage, Mu Fan. Many eligible candidates from wealthy and powerful families are also participating in this selection. Their training and conditions are much better than ours, so we should stick together. If anyone has any ideas later, we can share information so that everyone can go further," Ilay explained.

Mu Fan remained noncommittal and did not respond.

Seeing Mu Fan's expression, these people knew that they couldn't win him over for the time being.

Suddenly the crowd in front of me started to sway, and then I walked forward.

"Clang"

"Clang"

"Clang"

After three antique-style gong sounds, sound came from the loudspeakers above the area:

"All candidates, please enter the room and prepare. The preliminary rounds of the combat test will begin in half an hour."

As the crowd surged, Mu Fan saw the true face of this giant fighting arena for the first time.

Magnificent and majestic!

When Mu Fan stepped out of the preparation room, he realized that he and his companions were as insignificant as ants in this giant fighting arena.

The nearly 100-meter-high stands stretched out of sight, Combat Stage, seemingly endless, were lined up one after another, with an officer standing next to each Combat Stage.

This is a serious alert level; it seems the government of Zicui Star has put in a lot of effort for the Federation Grand Exam.

Mu Fan noticed that these officers were all second lieutenants. Recalling the second lieutenant Nick from the physical fitness test, he couldn't help but feel a chill. Every time he saw the power of the Federation Military, it refreshed the upper limit of his understanding.

However, the examiners from those academies seem to have disappeared.

Mu Fan didn't know was that, more than forty meters above their heads, within this large encircling seating area, were suites with floor-to-ceiling windows arranged in tiers, and these suites were currently filled with people.

There were young teachers in college uniforms, soldiers in high-class uniforms, a middle-aged man in a suit, and some female relatives accompanying him.

This was clearly not just an observation team from the academy.

"It's a visual feast every year at this time," exclaimed a man wearing Gold-rimmed Glasses.

"Yes, these people are actually good prospects. If the army doesn't want them, we can take this opportunity to recruit some!" A middle-aged man next to him laughed loudly upon hearing this.

"Director Jin, you're looking for bodyguards again. I remember you had quite a few last year."

"Haha, it's nothing special, nothing special. It can't compare to you. Boss Mai probably needs talent more than I do with all his businesses."

Just as the two were exchanging compliments, an elderly man dressed in a black robe embroidered with gold walked over. His temples were gray, his steps were steady and powerful, and his face was full of vigor with a smile playing on his lips.

Beside them, a tall young woman held the old man's arm. Her long, cascading hair was slightly curled at the ends, and her white dress couldn't hide her slender, beautiful legs. Her gait was light and graceful, and a hint of shrewdness occasionally flashed in her bright eyes.

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