182: Chapter 181 Cambrian Emperor

[Closed Mode] Currently in use.

[Visitor Mode]

[Ruthless Shutdown]

Gu Han raised an eyebrow. Oh ho, there are actually other modes here.

He clicked on [Visitor Mode] and carefully checked the instructions.

[Prompt: You can outline an area and open Visitor Mode for the detection of unfamiliar people.]

Gu Han rubbed his chin. As expected of an S-rank building; originally he felt that compared to the reverse-attack scanning end of [Try Looking Again], [We Aren't Familiar] was a bit weak in functionality.

At this moment, respect welled up in Gu Han's heart: "Sorry, Commander, I failed to recognize you earlier."

He could completely box out an area specifically to cope with this kind of scan.

With a thought from Gu Han, he outlined a piece of sea at the edge of the Divine Kingdom. Because the inland was already planted with various hybrid plants and the sea hadn't been developed much yet, this area was about 15,000 square kilometers.

Gu Han set up the pseudo-Divine Kingdom Domain of [Visitor Mode], safely exited the Divine Kingdom, and put the helmet connected to the simulation cabin back on.

Not long after, the simulation cabin on Tang Wuying's side was the first to light up with a green light.

The mechanical broadcast voice rang out in the spacious classroom:

"Student Tang Wuying, Plains Divine Kingdom. Divine Kingdom Prosperity: 4800."

"Believer Race: Goblin."

"Divine Kingdom Area: 12,000 square kilometers."

"Comprehensive Strength Assessment: SS-rank, Level 4 Divine Lord."

The originally quiet classroom instantly stirred up a commotion.

"Holy shit, 12,000 square kilometers? Prosperity of 4,800?" A fat man in the front row widened his eyes, turned around and stared fiercely at Tang Wuying, "I heard from my dad that this transfer student is upgrading from a vocational college to a bachelor's, and he's already a Level 4 Divine Lord?"

"Goblin, such a common street-trash race, can be nurtured to SS-rank. This person is a ruthless character. Why does this name sound a bit familiar?"

"Damn, I just broke through to Level 4. Comparing people to people really pisses you off."

Sitting in his chair and listening to the exclamations around him, Tang Wuying couldn't muster the slightest bit of pride; he subconsciously glanced at Gu Han beside him.

This time he wouldn't be able to put on airs!

Before long, Gu Han's simulation cabin also finished scanning with a beep.

"Student Gu Han, Marine Divine Kingdom. Divine Kingdom Prosperity: 6300."

"Believer Race: Murloc."

"Divine Kingdom Area: 15,000 square kilometers."

"Comprehensive Strength Assessment: Unknown, Demigod tier."

The moment the broadcast voice fell, the entire classroom was pin-drop silent.

The fat man who spoke earlier had his mouth wide open for a long time without closing it.

Tang Wuying curled his lips and sneered inwardly: "I knew it! This old schemer is made of plastic bags!"

15,000 square kilometers? Murlocs?

Tang Wuying had seen Gu Han's Divine Kingdom with his own eyes. The stuff scanned out by this machine couldn't even reach the tip of the iceberg of Gu Han's true strength!

"D-… Demigod?!" A girl's sharp voice broke the peace.

"Did I hear wrong? Demigod tier? He looks only eighteen or nineteen!"

Zhang Weida stood in front of Gu Han's simulation cabin, repeatedly confirming the data, pushed his glasses up, and looked somewhat incredulous.

"Wait!" The fat man suddenly pointed at Gu Han and slapped his thigh, "Gu Han… Tang Wuying… Holy shit! You are the Cold Martial God from Jiangcheng!"

As soon as these words came out, the classroom directly exploded.

"What Cold Martial God?" Someone nearby looked bewildered.

"You low-B, don't you usually browse Kuaishou? That Cold Martial God in Jiangcheng who tortured people above his rank in the professional league!" The fat man's face turned red with excitement, "Holy shit, the cold wave from Jiangcheng actually blew all the way to our Jinghai!"

"That's not right." Another boy frowned and retorted, "I watched the video back then; Gu Han was clearly a Level 2 Divine Lord challenging the Level 4 Tang Wuying. How could he soar directly from Level 2 to Demigod in less than a month?"

"Are you an idiot?" The fat man spat as he talked, "Thinking with your toes, it's impossible to become a demigod that fast! This shows that he was simply hiding his strength at the time! He only used Level 2 believers, he didn't say he was a Level 2 Divine Lord."

"I want to make my dad apologize to me!" A boy in the back row shouted excitedly, "This is a demigod bullying a Level 4, Gu Han is a demigod!!"

A girl turned her head, her gaze fixed dead on Tang Wuying.

"If he really is Gu Han, then that one is really Tang Wuying too?"

The muscles on Tang Wuying's face twitched fiercely twice.

He slammed the helmet in his hand onto his head and shouted muffledly: "It's not me! You recognized the wrong person!"

"Hey heh!" The fat man looked around excitedly, "What about Chu Yue? Didn't my Ice Goddess transfer over with you guys?"

"Quiet! All of you, quiet!" Zhang Weida finally snapped back to his senses, "What are you arguing about! You're all twenty years old and only Level 4 Divine Lords. Hurry up and get into the simulation cabins to continue practicing!"

The discussion in the classroom finally died down, but pairs of eyes still glanced toward Gu Han from time to time.

Zhang Weida finished recording the data and beckoned to the two of them: "You two, come out with me."

Gu Han stood up and quickly followed the teacher.

Tang Wuying threw the helmet onto the table, put on his hood, and quickly followed the two of them.

In the corridor, Gu Han took a couple of quick steps to walk side by side with Zhang Weida.

"Teacher Zhang, can I apply for a re-evaluation?"

Zhang Weida was slightly stunned and turned to look at him: "I was just about to talk to you about this. The school administration has already given a heads-up to arrange a separate re-evaluation for you. Especially your initial innate skill, which was registered as F-rank back then. Looking at it now, there's definitely a problem."

The three of them crossed the corridor and came to the special evaluation room on the top floor of the administrative building.

The room was furnished very simply, with a few high-precision Divine Kingdom detectors and a wide office desk.

Sitting behind the desk was a bald old man wearing reading glasses, holding a stainless steel thermos cup and drinking tea.

"Director Wang, I've brought the people." Zhang Weida respectfully greeted him.

Director Wang put down his cup, looked Gu Han up and down, and swept his gaze over the terminal tablet a few times.

"You're Gu Han, right? The materials say your innate skill is [Forced Breeding], rated F-rank. Tell me yourself, what is the specific effect about?"

Gu Han's face didn't flush and his heart didn't beat fast; he opened his mouth and started talking.

"Director, actually my skill should be called [Heterogeneous Reproduction]. Its effect is being able to arrange species Reproduction, but later I found that when this skill is in effect, there is a tiny probability of mutated variants appearing."

Gu Han brought out the rhetoric he had long made up. This was also to find a reasonable excuse for the strange Mushroom Person he used.

"As long as the base is large enough, mutants can produce better breeds. It's by relying on these mutants that I pushed the Divine Kingdom to where it is today."

Director Wang rubbed his bald pate and nodded thoughtfully.

"I see. Mutants are indeed quite rare, and there's no lack of precedent in the history of Divine Lords. Looking at it this way, your skill was indeed severely underestimated, and it has to be at least A-rank or above."

He paused, pointed at Gu Han, and said, "However, this alone is not enough for a grading. Seeing that you have reached the demigod tier, then ignite your divine fire and let us see."

Gu Han's eyelids twitched.