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109: Goblin World

Seeing time tick by and dozens of students still on the field, Wang Tao was in a bit of a predicament.

It was either his own subordinates or big shots he couldn't afford to offend. There were only ten spots in total, not nearly enough to go around.

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze towards the combined forces of Class Three, which had the most people besides his own.

After the free-for-all ended, Chen Jing deliberately kept a safe distance from Wang Tao's team and was currently wandering near Ye Chen's large group.

Wang Tao glanced at Ye Chen but didn't dare to make a move directly.

He couldn't fight. If he tore off the pretense, those ten spots might have nothing to do with him.

Since fighting wouldn't work, he would use diplomacy.

Thinking of this, he once again sent an envoy to find Chen Jing, wanting to discuss the allocation of the ten spots.

Chen Jing also knew that she couldn't rely on Ye Chen's strength to monopolize these spots. Being able to negotiate the spots was already the best outcome.

So, she accepted Wang Tao's negotiation and divided the spots.

First, Ye Chen and Zhou Mingjie each had to have one spot. The remaining eight spots were theirs.

As for Xiao Xiao? Her strength wasn't enough, so it depended on their mood.

The two discussed for a long time and finally decided on the method for allocating the spots.

Class One, including Wang Tao, had a total of three spots. Class Three, including Ye Chen and Chen Jing, had a total of three spots. The other four spots were given to the other four classes, one for each class.

After all, they contributed the most, so it was reasonable for them to take the majority. Class Three, excluding Ye Chen, only had two spots.

There was no need to say more about Zhou Mingjie from Class Four, and the spot for Class Six naturally went to Xiao Xiao.

As for the spots for Class Two and Class Five, they fell to two student union members within the Class One team. They were the traitors of these two classes, but now they had become the only survivors in their respective classes.

This was an allocation method that several people were relatively satisfied with.

Wang Tao completely dominated the rhythm of this competition and also controlled the results of this competition, fully demonstrating the value of his position as student union president.

Ye Chen was also very satisfied. He advanced in this competition without having to lift a finger, and the results were also good.

Chen Jing was naturally even more satisfied. Class Three and Class One were the classes with the most people advancing. Although she borrowed Ye Chen's influence, she, as the class monitor, also put in a lot of effort.

Zhou Mingjie didn't feel much, just a little regret that he didn't participate in the final grand free-for-all.

Xiao Xiao had no right to speak. Being able to advance was already fortunate.

But the audience outside the field was not satisfied.

"No, this second round of the competition is too much of a joke, isn't it? There are still so many people left, and the result is just a negotiated advancement?"

"Exactly, there were clearly a few good prospects with decent strength, but they became sacrifices just because they stood on the wrong side."

"How sad those students who weren't defeated by the enemy but instead became stepping stones for their teammates must be."

"Hey, didn't you hear that line, 'My dad is the deputy mayor of Changqing City'?"

"Tsk... a society based on relationships. I didn't expect it to be displayed so vividly in this School."

"Capital! This time, you win!"

...

These spectators included admissions officers from various universities, leaders from various relevant departments, and some ordinary citizens who participated out of curiosity.

They wanted to see an extraordinary free-for-all, but in the end, it turned into a symposium.

The School was also very embarrassed.

Originally, the rule change this year was intended to make the competition more visually appealing, but unexpectedly, it ended up being a joke.

The principal even declared that this kind of competition rule would not be allowed in formal competitions in the future.

The few who successfully advanced naturally didn't know this. The smug Wang Tao also wouldn't have thought that his display of power had now become a disgrace to the School.

Returning to the class, Teacher Liu was still in a good mood.

Although the final result wasn't glorious, having three students in the top ten was already very good.

He even felt that this competition was already very restrained, otherwise, with Ye Chen's strength, the top ten should have all been from Class Three.

More importantly, the champion position would definitely be Ye Chen's.

That would be his true moment of glory as the homeroom teacher!

Ye Chen looked at Teacher Liu's slightly lewd smile and felt a little creeped out.

However, good news from the Abyss diluted this trepidation.

The Vanguard Team had discovered a new world again!

This made Ye Chen wonder if participating in competitions could increase his luck, otherwise, why would two new worlds be discovered in two days of competition.

The strength of this world was not high, and the world overlord within it was not a human, but the weak Goblin race!

They dominated the world not by brute force, but by intelligence.

The original overlord of this planet, named the Goblin World, was not Goblins, but a group of strong Lizardmen.

These Lizardmen were much larger in size than Goblins, and their strength was vastly different.

Relying on their powerful strength, the Lizardmen quickly dominated the world and established kingdoms one after another.

And Goblins served as slaves to the Lizardmen nobles.

The Lizardmen had no appetite for these stinky and thin Goblins.

They were just used as very useful tools.

They were given all the dirty and tiring work, while the Lizardmen enjoyed the benefits.

The Goblin race had always lived in the shadow of the Lizardmen.

Originally, this was nothing, after all, life was just a little harder, but they could still survive.

Until hundreds of years ago, a remarkably talented individual appeared in the Goblin race, later revered as Thousand Machines·Kres.

Unlike ordinary Goblins, he was a neat, clean, and very humble and polite Goblin.

He was known throughout the Lizardman noble circle for his light and cheerful singing voice.

Many Lizardman nobles had invited him to be the lead singer to add some cheerful atmosphere to their banquets.

His identity gradually became famous, but his status remained low.

At banquets, he was the star of the show, but after the banquet, he was just an ugly and lowly Goblin.

After attending countless banquets, he witnessed countless scenes of nobles persecuting Goblins.

This also gradually gave him his own ideas.

He wanted to change the miserable situation of the Goblins and raise the status of the Goblin race!

So he no longer focused on singing, but racked his brains to study methods for Goblins to become strong.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, the only way to improve the status of Goblins was to rely on strength.

The Goblins' weak bodies and useless innate abilities meant they couldn't become stronger like other races by refining their bodies or cultivating extraordinary power.

So he took a different approach, intending to use external objects to enhance their strength.

However, ordinary armor and weapons still required one's own strength to unleash their power, which was of little significance to the Goblin race.

And bows and arrows couldn't cause much damage to Lizardmen, while some heavy crossbows were too difficult for Goblins to operate.

This left him in a state of confusion.

Until during a tour, he passed by a forest and heard a loud 'bang', followed by a small bird falling down.

A small Goblin darted out from the nearby grass, quickly running forward to pick up a dead bird.

Thousand Machines was very interested in the weapon he used to hunt the small bird, so he invited him for a detailed discussion.

And when the small Goblin took out a crude flintlock, Thousand Machines knew that the sharp tool to change the fate of the Goblin race had appeared!

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