Chapter 266 Result

On the high platform.

Su Ze looked down at the dense crowd below.

Tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on him, and even the sound of breathing was deliberately kept to a minimum.

"I already have the results of this assessment in mind." Su Ze tapped his finger lightly on the microphone twice. "The rules were stated in advance; the number of rewards is limited. I will only take the top three."

"The rest of you are just running along for the experience."

As soon as these words were spoken, a slight commotion instantly broke out among the ten phalanxes below.

Zhuang Yi's face turned pale, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

The team he led had the weakest foundation; just managing to hold on was already their limit, so there was no point in even thinking about the top three.

Liu Yuanfang bit her lip, glanced at the phalanxes of Xu Feng and Wang Meng beside her, and sighed inwardly.

Her subordinates were all female players; just being able to stabilize the formation without collapsing was decent enough. Getting a ranking was indeed a stretch; she had overestimated herself.

Qiao Yunfeng was full of frustration. If he had known earlier, he should have pushed harder; maybe he could have squeezed into the top three.

Su Ze ignored the emotional fluctuations of the people below and got straight to the point.

"Third place."

His gaze swept across the entire audience and finally stopped on the phalanx that looked the least combat-capable.

"Ninth Floor, Chen Xueming's team."

The entire venue was in an uproar.

Players from several phalanxes widened their eyes, doubting if they had heard correctly.

Ninth Floor?

That bunch of weaklings who handle logistics and research?

Everyone had seen how flustered they were in their formation earlier; their speed of killing monsters was so slow it was unbearable to watch. Could they really get third place with that?

Chen Xueming himself was stunned.

His hand, which had been pushing up his glasses, froze in mid-air. His mouth slightly agape, he stood dazed for a full two or three seconds before reacting.

Originally, he had calculated that as long as he didn't finish last today and wasn't publicly criticized by Su Ze, it would be a blessing.

Who could have thought that he would actually hit the jackpot and get third place today!

"Everyone, be quiet."

Su Ze's voice spread throughout the venue via the loudspeaker, and the murmurs below instantly vanished.

"Do you feel unconvinced?" Su Ze looked at the other phalanxes. "Go and look at the casualty data for the Ninth Floor yourselves."

"They may be slow at killing monsters, and their formation may be chaotic. But from beginning to end, the number of people in their phalanx who were killed by a Supernatural Entity and sent back to the respawn point adds up to less than two digits."

"The most troublesome aspects of a Supernatural Entity are its mental attacks and ghostly sounds. And this group from the Ninth Floor has the highest intelligence and spirit attributes in the entire venue."

"This natural attribute suppression makes the attacks of a Supernatural Entity significantly less effective against them. In the apocalypse, surviving is the fundamental truth. They deserve this third place."

Su Ze's words were reasonable and well-founded, and the players who were initially unconvinced immediately fell silent.

Thinking about it carefully, it really was the case.

Earlier, when other phalanxes were being shaken by the ghostly sounds until they were bleeding from their seven orifices and rolling on the ground, that group from the Ninth Floor, though panicked, indeed had very few people fall.

Chen Xueming could no longer suppress the ecstasy in his heart.

He stepped forward and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Boss is wise!"

Chen Xueming was beaming with excitement, so thrilled that he was incoherent.

"Boss, actually, it's just that there wasn't enough time! If you gave me a few more days, I could definitely whip up a whole bunch of gadgets specifically to suppress a Supernatural Entity!"

"Once those are made, let alone third place, maybe even first place would be ours!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of Wang Meng and Xu Feng nearby lit up.

Wang Meng turned his head and shouted at Chen Xueming.

"Old Chen! I've noted that down! When you make those good things, you must prioritize equipping our brothers on the Third Floor!"

Xu Feng also rarely showed a smile and added.

"If the Ninth Floor can really mass-produce those weapons, the firepower deficiency in our team can be completely filled. Old Chen, you must put some effort into this."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xueming turned to look at Su Ze on the high platform.

"I'm just the one doing the production. As for how to distribute the things we make, that depends on whether the Boss approves the supplies and how he arranges it, doesn't it? I'll listen to the Boss on everything!"

Su Ze watched this scene on the platform and raised an eyebrow.

Since when did this kid become so slick?

No, it should be that he simply doesn't want to manage too much...

"Alright, let's talk about it once the things are actually made." Su Ze interrupted their pleasantries and continued to announce the results.

"Second place."

The attention of the entire venue was focused once again.

In fact, everyone knew that the top two would definitely be between Xu Feng and Wang Meng. It was just a matter of who was first and who was second.

"Xu Feng's team."

Hearing this name, the players in Xu Feng's phalanx sighed in unison, their faces showing at least some disappointment.

Xu Feng, however, was very composed.

He nodded and directly admitted his shortcomings.

"The Boss's judgment is fair." Xu Feng looked at Wang Meng beside him, his tone very calm. "Our team's composition is too mixed; although the tactical coordination was on point, the raw damage was indeed insufficient."

"We have excess defense but insufficient advancement. The efficiency of killing monsters is indeed not as good as the brothers on the Third Floor."

Xu Feng's straightforwardness won the favor of many. A loss is a loss; making excuses is useless. Recognizing shortcomings and fixing them next time is the right way to go.

When Wang Meng heard Xu Feng concede publicly, his rugged face immediately blossomed with joy.

In the phalanx of the Third Floor, an irrepressible cheer erupted.

That group of burly men were shouting at the top of their lungs, clapping their thighs in excitement.

Su Ze looked at Wang Meng's smug appearance and scolded him irritably.

"Alright, stop howling! Everyone knows who first place is, shut your mouths!"

The men from the Third Floor quickly quieted down, but the smiles on their faces couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

"First place, Wang Meng's team."

Su Ze swiped his finger on the virtual panel, bringing up the combat data for the Third Floor.

"You were able to take first place, tactics were one aspect, but more importantly, you were willing to spend money."

Su Ze looked at Wang Meng. "Thousands of peach wood swords, one for everyone. Plus the Spirit Guarding Incantation you usually practice, you can defend against mental attacks and pierce through the body of a Supernatural Entity."

"With this combination of moves, you not only stabilized the defensive line but even turned the tables to suppress the group of Supernatural Entities. First place, well deserved."

Hearing the Boss's public praise, Wang Meng's mouth stretched wide.

He cupped his hands repeatedly toward the surrounding Leaders, saying polite words, but the smugness on his face was hard to hide.

"I yield to you, brothers! I yield!"

"Actually, there's no technical content to it; it's just that our brothers on the Third Floor have a good foundation, are strong and sturdy, and once they pick up a peach wood sword, they can be used as a suicide squad."

At this moment, Wang Meng felt incredibly gratified; the shame of the public simulation trial from a few days ago had finally been washed away!!

The other Leaders rolled their eyes in unison upon hearing this.

Since when did this guy become so pretentious!

However, they also sighed inwardly.

Because, even if they wanted to learn Wang Meng's fighting style, they couldn't.

Not to mention the cost of thousands of peach wood swords, which they could scrape together if they tried,

but the physique and strength of the men on the Third Floor alone were something the other phalanxes couldn't match.

Without that reckless drive, even with a peach wood sword, they couldn't push back the group of Supernatural Entities!

They still had to find their own way of fighting.

Su Ze looked at Wang Meng and scolded him with a smile: "Alright, next is the distribution of rewards."