130: Chapter 130 Fishing Trial

The atmosphere on the drill ground was grim.

The bloody purge last night and the emergency assembly this morning made everyone realize that something major was about to happen.

Lei Zhan stood on the high platform, his burly frame like an iron tower, his crimson eyes sweeping over every young face below.

"I know many of you didn't sleep well last night."

His voice, like a booming bell, reached everyone's ears clearly.

"I also know you have many questions, and are perhaps even afraid."

"But I want to tell you that war has never been far from us."

"What happened last night is just the beginning."

"The infiltration by the Beast God Cult is much deeper than we imagined."

"Wang Gang was just a pawn they threw out."

"Among you, and within the upper echelons of Huaguo, there are still more vipers hiding."

Lei Zhan's words caused a stir among the students below.

Qin Feng stood in the ranks, subconsciously glancing at Lin Fan beside him.

Lin Fan had his hands in his pockets and was yawning out of boredom, as if what was being said on stage wasn't some earth-shattering secret, but rather what to have for breakfast.

"In order to develop your combat effectiveness as quickly as possible to cope with the coming crisis."

Lei Zhan's voice suddenly rose, filled with a murderous aura.

"The military has decided to move up the scheduled graduation trial."

"The location: Ghost Island."

"It will last ten days."

As soon as the words "Ghost Island" were spoken, a collective gasp erupted from the crowd.

It was a solitary island located deep in the Endless Sea, rumored to be shrouded in dense fog year-round. Not only were there powerful exotic beasts on the island, but more terrifyingly, an extremely complex natural magnetic field existed there.

Once you set foot on the island, all electronic equipment, including communicators and locators, would completely fail.

It was a death zone truly cut off from the rest of the world.

"The rules for this trial are very simple."

Lei Zhan held up one finger.

"Survive."

"Ten days later, we will come to pick you up."

"Now, dismissed. Pack your gear. Meet at the airport in one hour."

Following Lei Zhan's order, the students immediately dispersed, their faces heavy.

Qin Feng walked quickly to Lin Fan's side and lowered his voice.

"Brother Fan, Ghost Island is no joke. You guys just finished a trial not long ago, why are you going again?"

"Our new batch is too unlucky, right? Going straight to Hell Mode?"

"I heard the magnetic field there can even interfere with Grandmaster Level mental power. Once you go in, you're basically blind."

"The military is playing for real this time."

Iron Pillar Zhao also leaned in, his honest face full of worry.

"Yeah, Brother Fan. It's fine for those with high cultivation and experience, but for those of us with poor talent, isn't this obviously sending us to our deaths?"

Lin Fan stretched and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder.

"What are you panicking about?"

"If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up."

"The military has its reasons for doing this."

He knew exactly what was going on.

For this trial, surviving was just the basic requirement.

The real goal was fishing.

To fish out the traitors hiding among the students and the spies from enemy countries, all at once, and then round them all up.

The isolated environment of Ghost Island was the best hunting ground.

Lin Fan's gaze swept over the crowd inadvertently and landed on the thin, small boy named Wang Chenguang.

The other party was looking down, just like everyone else, with a look of panic on his face, showing nothing unusual.

But Lin Fan's [Eye of True Sight] caught the fleeting excitement and cruelty deep in his eyes.

"The rat is finally going to come out of its hole."

Lin Fan sneered in his heart.

He didn't make a scene and returned to the villa with Qin Feng and the others.

"Going to risk our lives, we need to bring some life-saving gear."

As Lin Fan spoke, he pulled a dozen or so old-fashioned wooden boxes from his system space.

These boxes were carefully crafted "life-saving blind boxes" made from the corpses of the Beast God Cultists from before, along with some stock materials.

"Brother Fan, a new model again?"

Qin Feng's eyes lit up instantly.

"What grade is this one?"

"Don't ask, just know it's a surprise."

Lin Fan distributed the boxes to Qin Feng, Iron Pillar Zhao, and other core members of the Blind Box Society.

"The old rule: not for sale, a gift between friends."

"Do not open them unless it's an absolute last resort."

"Yes!"

Everyone treasured the blind boxes and put them away.

They had an almost blind trust in Lin Fan's blind boxes.

One hour later, at the Tianjiao Camp airport.

Several black armed transport planes were ready.

Lei Zhan stood in front of the gangway, personally seeing the students off.

The orders for the team divisions were soon issued.

The instructors held a list and began to read aloud the composition of each team.

"First Team: Qin Feng, Iron Pillar Zhao, Li Erniu, He Yanbing..."

Qin Feng, Li Erniu, and the other core members of the Blind Box Society were almost all assigned to the strongest teams.

This was clearly a deliberate arrangement by Lei Zhan to let them hunt down those small fry as much as possible while ensuring their own safety.

However, when Lin Fan's name was read, everyone was stunned.

"Seventeenth Team: Captain Lin Fan."

"Members: Zhang Mengmeng, Liu Sisi, Wang Xiaoming, Sun Yu..."

The people on this list were almost the weakest in the entire Tianjiao Camp.

Zhang Mengmeng had a healing talent and basically had no combat power.

Liu Sisi was a plant type, only capable of accelerating the growth of some flowers and plants.

Wang Xiaoming and Sun Yu were two laggards who had just passed the martial artist threshold.

Putting Lin Fan, the recognized number one in combat power, together with this bunch of "dead weight," what kind of move was this?

"Report, Instructor, I protest!"

Qin Feng was the first to stand up, his face flushed.

"This grouping is unreasonable!"

"Lin Fan should be in the first team, leading us..."

"That's right, we protest!"

Li Erniu and others also chimed in.

Even other students who didn't belong to the Blind Box Society felt this arrangement was too outrageous.

However, before the instructor could speak.

Lin Fan's lazy voice rang out.

"Protest what?"

He walked slowly out of the crowd, glanced at Qin Feng, his face bearing a hint of undisguised arrogance and haughtiness.

"What?"

"Think I can't carry these few pieces of trash?"

"Or do you think I can't survive without you guys?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place went dead silent.

Qin Feng and Li Erniu cooperated with Lin Fan tacitly, pretending to be very confused.

The few "trash" members who were named turned pale instantly, lowering their heads in shame and indignation.

Lin Fan ignored everyone's reaction and walked up to the new team members, pointing at them with his chin.

"Don't look like your parents just died."

"Following me is the good fortune you've cultivated in this lifetime."

"Buck up, all of you. Don't embarrass me."

After speaking, he was the first to turn around and swaggered onto the transport plane.

That arrogant back view left everyone dumbfounded.

Qin Feng stomped his feet in anxiety, wanting to chase after him to argue, but was stopped by a look from Lei Zhan.

A trace of approval flashed in Lei Zhan's eyes.

He knew that Lin Fan was acting.

Acting for those rats hiding in the dark.

An isolated, arrogant, top-tier genius carrying a bunch of dead weight was undoubtedly the best hunting target.

In the corner of the crowd.

Wang Chenguang, also known as Shadow Circle, watched Lin Fan's back, a subtle sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

He had been anxious during the previous investigation, but after discovering that the Huaguo military had no idea about his infiltration, he instantly relaxed.

"I really do have a talent for being an undercover spy," Wang Chenguang thought to himself with pride.

He slowly raised his hand and made an extremely subtle "cutting" gesture towards a certain direction.

The transport planes took off, carrying over a hundred Huaguo prodigies, each with their own thoughts, flying towards that unknown land of death.

Lin Fan leaned against the porthole, watching the clouds rapidly retreating below.

The [Eye of True Sight] had already seen Wang Chenguang's small actions just now clearly.

He knew that this big net, tailor-made for him, had already been cast.

"I hope the bait you've prepared is enough to at least get stuck in my teeth."