Final Sprint (Second Update Today)

As Zhang Yuanren sprinted rapidly beneath the canopy, his face was filled with a confident smile. All this confidence stemmed from the special device covering his right eye— the Omnis Night Vision Goggles, a cutting-edge product developed through a collaboration between Arabela Weapons Company and the Dawn Academy Instrument Research Institute.

Active night vision devices can make darkness invisible in any situation. As for why they were able to appear precisely in Zhang Yuanren's hands...

Heh~

With a slight smile, Zhang Yuanren raised his hand, and a dagger pierced through the body of a hawk that had attacked in the night.

He rushed over, pulled out the dagger that was already embedded in the wooden plank, and glanced back.

I should have already left those blind fools far behind.

Mediocre people, I will never associate with you!

Night fell, inside the warship above the clouds.

Senior Colonel: "Report the current number of people in the first echelon, setting a target of more than 5 areas ahead, and also record the information of the top three."

Officer: "Reporting, sir. The first group currently consists of 18 people. The one who is furthest away in a straight line is candidate number 8, Tatarick. According to the records, he is a half-human, half-human hybrid from an extraterrestrial race, born into a hunter family on Henghu Star. The second one is Candidate No. 1578, Mu Fan. According to the records, he is Luoqie Star person and an orphan. The third one is candidate number 683, Zhang Yuanren, the grandson of Young Master Zhang, heir to the Birch Group, and heir to the Arabela Weapons Company."

When Zhang Yuanren's name was finally heard, the colonel's eyebrows twitched.

"Continue monitoring."

"Yes!"

I wonder what this competitive Young Master Zhang thought when he found out he wasn't number one; it's quite amusing to think about.

In the silent Rainforest, the night washes away the daytime heat, but it also brings more potential dangers.

At this moment, high in the dense Rainforest, a rustling sound could be heard from time to time, and a dark figure was leaping quickly through the trees.

As free as a fish in water!

Relax completely!

In the Rainforest under the cover of night, eyes of various colors occasionally light up, signaling the arrival of the hunting season for nocturnal beasts.

However, the faint blood-red color of the dark figure leaping high above also indicated the unusual nature of his eyes.

Mu Fan had been using his Blood-colored Vision for several hours, so this pitch-black scene posed no obstacle for him at all. He could see even the thin branches stretching out in the distance!

Glug glug~

I'm hungry again!

The physical exertion under the Blood-colored Vision increased exponentially. Previously, he had successfully avoided several extremely threatening ferocious beasts by taking advantage of the enhanced vision at night. Before he could even see their true forms, the surging crimson had already appeared in his field of vision.

Looking down, I saw a porcupine lurking in the shadows. Perhaps due to the unique environment of the Rainforest, this porcupine was much larger than any I had ever seen before!

A figure flashed, and a dagger was found deeply embedded in the back of the porcupine's head as it prepared to hunt.

Mu Fan gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, his arm muscles bulging, and pulled the dagger downwards with his five fingers!

Aww!

The porcupine didn't even have time to thrash its body; it only let out a shrill scream before falling silent.

Even the tough skin that could withstand bullets couldn't withstand the cuts from Mu Fan's dagger.

The stench of blood filled the air, Mu Fan could already sense rustling sounds coming from afar.

Other wild beasts smelled the blood.

With practiced ease, he cut off the thick skin covered in mud, then sliced off the most delicious piece of meat from the back, Mu Fan once again leaped up to the treetop in a few steps.

The clock struck 4 o'clock. He had long since surpassed the military's elimination zone. He needed to find a safe place to start a fire and roast the meat!

In the vast Rainforest, countless students are tenaciously surviving in this region in their own way.

Just for those fifty spots!

Daylight came sooner than expected.

After one night, only 57 players remained in the Winner's Bracket of 100.

The military began to accelerate the elimination process after 8 o'clock, not by shortening the time, but by doubling the number of areas to be eliminated each time.

It's clear the military doesn't want this slow pace to continue.

When the pointer pointed to 11 o'clock, only 43 people remained in the Winner's Bracket!

A slight smile finally appeared on the colonel's face, "Prepare to send them to the Loser's Bracket!"

The order was given, and twenty members of the Loser's Bracket, equipped only with basic combat uniforms and Military Dagger, entered the catapult and were launched from inside the mountain.

Their launch destination was only fifty kilometers from the finish line, a distance second only to the top ten. The military's intention was to use twenty energetic candidates for a final reshuffle.

"How can you know where a person's limits are unless you push them to their absolute limit?"

The high-ranking officials smiled as they watched the rapidly flying vehicle on the screen.

63 people, to be decided among the top 50!

The military is now consciously narrowing the Final Battle zone.

Instead of compressing the vertical columns on the map, the area begins to compress from all sides towards the center, leaving only one path for people to move forward.

Having replenished his energy, Mu Fan remained firmly in the first group, completely unaware that in a few minutes, he would be overlapping with others for the first time.

"There are only 63 people. I just need to surpass those last 13, and I'll have a chance!" A candidate with bloodshot eyes shouted frantically. He was a candidate who had fought in the Loser's Bracket all afternoon and successfully advanced again!

As the view gradually opens up, the dense vegetation in the Rainforest begins to thin out.

All members of the observation team on the warship stood up at the same time.

The damn military finally shared the footage with them!

When they saw the screen, what appeared was a forest area that had been logged by humans. Looking down from above, black dots began to move rapidly within it.

The terrain here begins to flatten out, and it is not as dangerous and rugged as it was in the forest.

From here, a Artificial Forest Zone about 2 kilometers wide and 30 kilometers long appears!

The military's objective was finally revealed: after the survival of the fittest, the last remaining people would gather together for Final Battle within this 30-kilometer-long forest belt.

At this moment, in the video, the candidates are finally showing their skills. After being eliminated by the harsh natural environment, those who have survived to this day are the elite.

"How come the first-place candidate is so fast? He didn't slow down at all; instead, he accelerated past that small hill."

"The last few dozen test takers started to speed up."

"Pay attention to the top ten candidates! No, pay attention to the top thirty!"

"Who's the third candidate?! He's actually accelerating in a straight line! Three members of the Loser's Bracket will be merging into his left, right, and front after the regional elimination rounds. Isn't he afraid of exposing himself?"

The cloak fluttered in the wind, held in place only by the rope buckle at the neck; the entire cloak was nearly straightened by the resistance of the high-speed movement!

A head of tousled hair was blown back by the strong wind, and the Blood-colored Vision had never been canceled since evening.

Once Mu Fan discovered that the area had been compressed into a straight corridor, he no longer needed the concealment effect of Dark Breath!

Mu Fan had already completely thrown away his backpack.

His bloodshot eyes stared straight ahead as he leaped and bounded rapidly, Electronic Map tucked into his chest and a dagger held in his mouth.

After a day and a night of recovery, his left hand, thanks to his amazing healing ability and two consecutive drug treatments, has finally recovered 70%. Now both hands are swinging alternately with his steps.

His goal was simple!

The finish line is just ahead; that's where the destination lies!

No need for tomorrow.

Today!

Today, he will reach his destination.

Five Great Academies...

I, Mu Fan, have arrived!