"I think we should take a look at Little Wind's projection."
The Theater God said, "But there's no need to rush this matter; he'll probably be back in a while."
"After all, he only recently broke through to the Ninth Rank. Even if he travels between different Arrow Realm, it will probably take him one or two months to advance."
The Theater God paused for a moment, then said, "Let's continue our previous topic. If the Holy Spirit Clan attacked Xiao Ying because of you, then this matter is worth investigating."
Beside him, the Star God spoke up, "We should be wary of the Holy Spirit Clan in the future! After all, the Holy Spirit Clan's ability to send out so many Emperor Rank Limit at once suggests there are many secrets within their ranks."
"As for Xiao Ying, we also need to consider the influence of the Holy Spirit Clan."
"What if the Holy Spirit Clan is playing a trick, feigning to kill the Martial God while actually killing the Shadow God?"
The Theater God nodded slightly and said, "When I visited the Holy Spirit Clan last time, there were quite a few powerful individuals from various races in the exchange area."
"Therefore, the Holy Spirit Clan may have harbored the intention to intervene in the war between the two sides from the very beginning."
"..."
The Theater God revealed all the information he knew about the Holy Spirit Clan.
As they listened, Star God and Su Wen fully utilized their wisdom, using logical reasoning or guessing to deduce more information.
Then, using this information, a simple outline of the Holy Spirit Clan was pieced together.
The Shadow God stood to the side, listening attentively.
Although she was young, she was well aware that this matter had a great deal to do with her.
So listening carefully, thinking more, and asking more questions is always a good idea.
Only the Battle God watched the discussion with a bitter and resentful expression.
He suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered something.
The death replay features the Star God, the Theater God, the Wind God, and the Shadow God, but notably excludes the Battle God.
In other words, everyone is dead?
As for the Martial God?
Given the importance of the Martial God, how could he possibly survive?
If he were from the Arrow Realm, even if he stayed put for several years, he would still find the right opportunity to take down the Martial God Brothers in one fell swoop.
Everyone can live forever, except for the Martial God War!
But if everyone dies, then wouldn't he be... all alone?
The thought sent a chill down his spine.
If he's the only one left, what's the point of him being invincible?
Thus, two distinct small groups emerged in the Theatrical Phenomena World.
A small discussion group consisting of Su Wen, Star God, Theater God, and Shadow God was engaged in heated discussions, debriefing, and even repeatedly projecting death into the screen for observation.
Subtle details were discovered through repeated viewings.
The other one is the Battle God, standing alone on the other side, gradually becoming somewhat melancholic.
First of all, he couldn't quite join in the discussion between the Star God and the Theater God.
Secondly, no one's gaze lingered on him for even a second.
Finally, the thought of being all alone in the future made him very sad.
"Well!"
The Battle God looked up at the sky and sighed heavily.
Coincidentally, the masks that rotate and change in the Theatrical Phenomena World happen to land right on the outline of the clown.
"If someone stays until the very end, it's no different from a clown who's just there to make the audience laugh."
The Battle God muttered to himself, "The clown makes the audience laugh, but I, in my sorrow, make fate laugh."
Seemingly having heard the Battle God's whisper, the Battle God of Theater God glanced at him.
Then, with a thought, he began to use the entire Theatrical Phenomena World to make calculations.
The death projections lasted for two to three hours for both the Shadow God and the Star God, except for the Shadow God's projection, which lasted only twenty-odd minutes.
The amount of information contained in a two- or three-hour projection is astonishing.
So now is the time for him and Star God to shine.
"Oh, right, Star God, there's one more thing."
Su Wen said, "I obtained a list of Heavenly Mandate Bearer, as well as some research-oriented athletes who are very talented in Martial Dao."
"I have a suggestion: to rally those who have not yet awakened, or to establish a separate academy for this group."
"Cultivate their abilities in advance so they can become even stronger in the future!"
The Star God's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "I agree with your suggestion! There is actually a corresponding plan at the national level, but because the Theater God and I have limited energy, the number of people this plan can cover is very limited."
"But now that you're here, this plan can definitely be expanded."
As they spoke, the Star God and the Theater God exchanged a smile.
The next moment, an invisible wave carrying the will of the Star God reached the political center.
Eagle City Academy.
Huang Tianqi sat in the last row, using his unopened textbook as a cushion, and played games on his phone.
Achoo!
A loud sneeze startled his roommate, who was napping at the table next to him.
However, my roommate stayed up all night yesterday, so he was extremely tired. Even though he was startled, he just turned over and went back to sleep.
Who's insulting me?
Huang Tianqi touched his nose and muttered to himself.
He then chuckled and continued playing the game.
While he was playing video games, the dean suddenly walked into the classroom.
Who is Huang Tianqi?
After the dean finished speaking, he followed everyone's gaze and walked to Huang Tianqi's side.
"Tianqi! Come on, let's go to my office and talk about the postgraduate entrance exam."
Huang Tianqi: "???"
What's this about the postgraduate entrance exam?
He hasn't decided whether to take the postgraduate entrance exam yet, and the dean came to talk to him about it, which is really strange!
Although it was strange, he still obediently followed the dean.
After entering the dean's office, a man in black looked at Huang Tianqi with a smile on his face.
"Congratulations, Huang Tianqi! You have been accepted into the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences for graduate studies."
As he spoke, the man in black handed Huang Tianqi an admission letter from the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Huang Tianqi accepted the admission notice with a bewildered look, read its contents in a daze, and then walked back to his classroom with an incredulous expression.
I've been... recommended for university admission?
What does that mean?
How can Eagle City Academy, a public second-tier university, have the qualification to recommend students for admission to the National University of Defense Technology?
Such a lot of energy?
But the key question is, how did he end up getting that guaranteed admission spot?
However, the dean informed him that a teacher from the National University of Defense Technology would personally deliver the admission letter, so what else did he have to worry about?
You don't need to attend senior year classes anymore!
I can go directly to the National University of Defense Technology for graduate studies next semester!
Holy crap!
I'm on the verge of taking off!
Thinking about it, Huang Tianqi couldn't help but smile, his happy smile impossible to suppress.
Immediately afterwards, he took out his phone and dialed his home number.
"Hello!"
"Mom, I have great news! I've been accepted into the National University of Defense Technology."
"Yes, it's the National University of Defense Technology you're thinking of. I'm not lying to you, the admission letter is right here in my hands!"
"I wasn't deceived. Our dean told me personally, and a teacher from the National University of Defense Technology personally delivered the admission notice to my door. He even showed me the appointment information."
"I'll go online in a bit and send you a screenshot of that teacher's information."
"Real!"
Your son's struck it rich this time!