A group of people stepped out of the safe zone gate under the watchful eyes of many Sequence ability users.
As soon as they exited, the president of East Pillar University shot out like an arrow leaving the bowstring.
He turned back and said to the slightly stunned crowd: "You all can walk slowly. I haven't left the safe zone in a long time—I'll take a stroll elsewhere!"
President Liu Yingrong of East Glory University snorted: "Old Xu is the most unpredictable! Just now, he was saying his old bones couldn't take it, and now he's running off alone."
Zhao Longfei added, "Exactly! President Xu is already at such an advanced age, yet he's still dashing around. I'll go support him—wouldn't want anything to happen."
With that, Zhao Longfei also darted off.
If one looked carefully, they would notice that the direction Zhao Longfei went was not exactly the same as Xu Fanju's.
Yan Mohui adjusted his glasses and smiled slightly, "So, does this mean the two of them have accepted my proposal?"
President Han Shuo of Central Glory University chuckled, "There's no need for competition. We should value harmony above all…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Liu Yingrong grabbed his shoulder, "President Han, can you stop squeezing outwards while talking?"
"Hahaha, habit, habit."
Yan Mohui, however, did not wait any longer. He turned into a flickering shadow and disappeared, "This was my idea. If I end up with the lowest God Hunt Points, that would be way too embarrassing!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Seeing this, the other university presidents and research institute directors stopped hesitating. They all picked a direction and dashed out.
Even though there was no wager or reward, and they didn't really care about the God Hunt Points—
The competition had already begun.
If they returned empty-handed, wouldn't they be laughed at for a lifetime?
Thus, a battle of pride among these high-ranking individuals officially started.
In the blink of an eye, only Liu Yingrong and Han Shuo were left standing.
Han Shuo was so angry that even his white beard bristled, "Liu girl, let go of me. There are already so few gods in this damned place—if you keep holding me back, I'll be too late!!"
But Liu Yingrong only smiled and didn't move.
Han Shuo's white eyebrows stood up as his eyes gleamed.
A moment later, he smacked Liu Yingrong's head.
"Buzz—"
In the instant his hand made contact, Liu Yingrong's entire body twisted and eventually scattered into tiny fragments before disappearing.
'A fake body?'
Glancing around, Han Shuo realized Liu Yingrong's real body had long since vanished to who knows where.
Han Shuo's face instantly turned beet red, "Damn it, damn it, damn it! You all are bullying this honest old man, huh? Just you wait!!"
With that, he transformed into a streak of light and shot off into the distance.
The group dispersed in different directions.
Wherever they went, not a single god was left alive.
Their actions were practiced and efficient.
One move to kill a god, another to extract a circular fragment of armor, then immediately moving forward.
After all, if they fell even slightly behind, their ranking might drop by one place.
Every rank lower meant enduring more mocking glances and fewer chances to dish out taunts themselves.
A complete loss.
But their sudden appearance left the God Hunters outside completely dumbfounded.
No one had ever witnessed such a scene before.
A group of formally dressed individuals, swarming like locusts, sweeping through the area with unstoppable momentum.
Every god they laid eyes on was wiped out.
Even the God Hunters stationed outside Safe Zone No. 38324 were stunned.
One by one, they wore puzzled expressions.
Who the hell were these people?
Each of them had unfathomable power, clearly high-ranking Sequence users—yet they were going crazy over some measly scraps?
For the ordinary Sequence ability users hunting gods near Safe Zone No. 38324, success had always been a matter of luck.
Most of the time, they barely made ends meet; it was never a stable livelihood.
So, among themselves, they often joked that they were "begging" outside Safe Zone No. 38324.
Now, out of nowhere, this group had appeared, slaughtering all their target gods.
It was like someone had kicked their begging bowls away.
What was this supposed to mean?
Were they not even allowed to beg anymore?
Was this some kind of extermination campaign against those trying to make a living outside Safe Zone No. 38324?
This was too much.
The "natives" of Safe Zone No. 38324, enraged, stormed into the safe zone, heading straight to the Sequence Ability User Management Bureau to demand an explanation.
———
Qin Siyang was in the library, conversing with Teacher Zhu.
After being discharged from the hospital, Teacher Zhu had come to the school library.
Upon seeing Qin Siyang, she expressed endless gratitude, thanking him profusely for his generosity and for saving her life.
Teacher Zhu didn't quite understand what it meant to have the dean personally perform surgery on her, but she knew it was all thanks to Qin Siyang's help.
Qin Siyang simply smiled and said it was nothing.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Suddenly, Qin Siyang's phone rang.
"Hello, Old Qian, what's up?"
["Xiao Qin, I see that the university and research institute folks have mostly arrived. Can we move the meeting up to today?"]
"Huh? Why the rush?"
["That group seems to have nothing better to do and ran off to compete in hunting gods outside Safe Zone No. 38324."]
["They're cleaning up everything—so thorough that they're practically turning over every inch of the land to find gods. It's gotten to the point where the nearby Sequence users haven't found a single target, and now they're staging a protest outside the Bureau's headquarters."]
["Let's be considerate of each other, yeah?"]
Qin Siyang scratched his head.
'What the hell is wrong with this group?'
'Are they out of their minds?'
"Alright, I'll inform them. The meeting is moved to this afternoon. Sorry for the trouble."
["No worries. I feel bad about disrupting your schedule too. See you later."]
"Mm, see you."
Qin Siyang immediately called Li Tianming, asking him to notify the group about the rescheduled meeting.
When Li Tianming heard that the university presidents and research institute directors were outside the safe zone competing in god hunting, he was at a loss for words.
But he agreed to Qin Siyang's request.
Qin Siyang let out a long sigh, "I was planning to farm some points at Safe Zone No. 38324 after the special admissions…"
"But with what they just pulled, did they completely strip that place clean?"
———
That afternoon, Qin Siyang and Li Tianming arrived at the Management Bureau's conference room.
They saw the university presidents and research institute directors who had come to discuss special admissions.
All of them had some dirt on their clothes.
Some even had their outfits torn in several places.
They looked utterly disheveled and ridiculous.
Qin Siyang couldn't help but wonder, 'How did these people end up in such a sorry state outside Safe Zone No. 38324?'
'Aren't they supposed to be high-ranking Sequence users?'
Sweeping his gaze over them in disdain, Qin Siyang saw that they all pretended not to notice him, looking everywhere but at him.
No one dared meet Qin Siyang's eyes.
Because it was too humiliating.
Qin Siyang had hunted over six thousand gods in a single week. They had assumed that if they personally took action for a day, they would at least reach the same number.
But—
A life of comfort had dulled their imagination.
They never expected Safe Zone No. 38324 to be so barren.
Forget six thousand—
Even with double points for working in pairs, only four of them had exceeded one thousand.
And not a single one had beaten Qin Siyang's score from his very first god hunt.
If word got out, their reputations would be ruined.
So, when they returned to the safe zone, they didn't even bother going through the verification checkpoint.
Instead, they slunk straight into the meeting room.
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