Blocking the Scores
At the same time.
On the floating platform, Elder Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the settlement data of the first level that had just appeared on the light screen.
In the scene, Su Mu is being teleported out of the instance by a white light, his figure disappearing into the Dungeon Space.
However, the data panel next to it clearly records all the information about this battle.
[Examinee: Su Mu]
[Second Stage Final Wave: 19]
[Killed: 512347]
[Integral coefficient: 1.9]
[Final Score: 973459]
Elder Xiu stared at the string of numbers and remained silent for a long time.
A proctor nearby couldn't help but speak up, his voice filled with barely suppressed shock. "His two cards have combat stats that are unbelievably realistic. Little Drill Wind has 540,000 and White Bone Spirit has 748,000. This is already the core card level for many First Transcendence professional players."
Moreover, his card can even defeat monsters of significantly higher levels; level 23 Hell difficulty monsters are no different from ordinary mobs in front of his card.
"Even more crucial is his map."
Another teacher chimed in, his tone filled with an almost awe-inspiring exclamation, "Over a hundred kilometers of Dungeon Space, eighty kilometers of Lion Camel Ridge depth. I used to think he was wasting his Soul Power, but now I realize he planned it all out from the very beginning."
The monsters in the second level are mindless and only move in a straight line. So, he placed Flower-Fruit Mountain behind Lion Camel Ridge, forcing the monsters to travel 80 kilometers of mountain roads to reach the core card. I even suspect this tactic was specifically designed for the College Entrance Examination Secret Realm.
"Look at his kill count: 510,000, with a score coefficient of 1.9. Second place, Zhao Wuji, has reached wave 15 with over 32,000 kills and a score coefficient of 1.5. The difference between them isn't just four waves, it's an exponential difference of four waves."
Everyone fell silent.
The difference between wave 15 and wave 19 may seem like only four waves, but the number of monsters in each wave doubles. Wave 15 has 16,000 monsters, wave 16 has 32,000, wave 17 has 65,000, wave 18 has 130,000, and wave 19 has 520,000.
The difference between the four waves was more than thirty times the number of monsters.
Moreover, the monster levels are increasing simultaneously. The fifteenth wave is level 19, and the nineteenth wave is level 23. The combination of level suppression and quantity suppression results in a double exponential growth.
"This result..." The middle-aged teacher looked at the string of numbers, his voice slightly hoarse, "... it's a league-leading achievement, even globally."
The proctors on the platform looked at each other, speechless for a long time.
They weren't unfamiliar with geniuses; Jiang Province had SSS-level awakened individuals every year, and the Provincial Capital No. 1 High School was teeming with talent. But a B-level core card student from the small town of Rongcheng achieving overwhelming results in both assessments was beyond their comprehension.
Elder Xiu stood before the light screen, hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on Su Mu's calm face, his heart also churning with an unquenchable shock.
He has seen too many geniuses.
He is one of the top ten Third Transcendence dungeon raiders in the Great Xia Dynasty, and he has personally mentored several of his students.
But Su Mu gave him a completely different feeling.
Most geniuses follow predictable patterns: strong core cards, ample resources, and guidance from renowned mentors, resulting in clearly visible growth curves. But what about Su Mu?
The F-grade stone card has a special theme, with no prior experience or family background. Everything he has is something he figured out from scratch.
What alarmed Elder Xiu even more was the depth of Su Mu's understanding of that topic.
Journey to the West.
A name I've never even heard of. When others get this topic, they don't even know where to begin.
However, Su Mu completed the leap from F-level to B-level core card in the eight days before awakening.
Then, within seven days, he constructed an 80-kilometer- Lion Camel Ridge, cultivated two SSS-level monster cards, and even made them achieve a crushing victory over SSS-level core cards in the college entrance examination.
This is not luck. It is a precise grasp of the core theme, a profound understanding of conceptual anchoring, and a creative application of the rules of replication.
Elder Xiu asked himself honestly, if he were given a completely unknown and special topic, could he have achieved this level of accomplishment within seven days?
The answer is no. He needs to research, experiment, and spend a lot of time on trial and error. Su Mu doesn't have that kind of time. Su Mu only has seven days.
We absolutely cannot afford to lose a genius of this caliber.
As Elder Xiu was pondering this, a proctor beside him suddenly spoke up, his tone filled with barely suppressed worry. "Elder Xiu, there's a problem."
Elder Xiu looked at him.
"Su Mu's points," the teacher pointed to the data on the screen, "973,459. Second place, Zhao Wuji, only has a little over 31,000. This gap... once it's announced, it will definitely cause a sensation."
"The sensation is secondary," another teacher chimed in, his voice turning somber. "The main issue is those reactionary organizations."
Elder Xiu's eyes flickered slightly.
"The Nest Cult," the middle-aged teacher murmured the name.
The atmosphere on the platform suddenly turned cold.
The Nest Cult.
This name is a top-level forbidden word in the official archives of the Great Xia. Few people know of its existence, and those who do are unwilling to mention it.
Its origins can be traced back to the early days of the Source Calamity.
At that time, humanity was plunged into despair in the face of the monster invasion.
In that despair, some chose to surrender. They made contact with the lair monsters, attempting to exchange "serving" them for survival.
Meanwhile, the lair monsters with mind control abilities infiltrate every aspect of human society to steal intelligence, create chaos, and assassinate geniuses.
For hundreds of years, the Great Xia has never stopped its purge of the Nest Cult.
But this organization is like weeds; you kill one crop and it grows back.
Their members are hidden among ordinary people, making their identities extremely difficult to discern. Some are even unaware that they have been mind-controlled, and under certain triggering conditions, they will behave in ways that are incomprehensible to ordinary people.
"You should know how 'Lin Hao' died," Elder Xiu said slowly.
The teachers nodded in silence.
The air on the platform seemed to freeze.
"Therefore," Elder Xiu suddenly spoke, his tone calm but leaving no room for argument, "We will block the scores of the top fifty."
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
"Elder Xiu?" the middle-aged teacher asked tentatively, "You mean...?"
"Su Mu's score is too eye-catching," Elder Xiu said slowly. "As you all know, although the College Entrance Examination Secret Realm is open to the public, the specific data within the secret realm, especially the detailed data of special geniuses, has always been controlled. In previous years, after the College Entrance Examination, the Provincial Association would conduct a second review of the data of the top 100 students to confirm that there were no abnormalities before it could be released to the public. This time, there is no need for review."
He paused, then continued, "We'll announce to the public that it's a new policy of the association, where the scores of the top fifty will be masked. The reason given is 'not solely based on scores,' in order to reduce the psychological pressure on test takers."