26: Chapter 26: Tycoon School Beauty and Divine Power Oppression? Becoming a God in the Physical Body is Easy and Hassle-Free!

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Jiangcheng No. 3 Deity Academy, the playground.

Twelve heavy troop transport ships were docked in the open space.

More than two thousand senior students and teachers from the school formed neat queues and boarded the ships one by one.

The ship's hatch closed.

The lighting inside the cabin was dim.

There were no holographic projection entertainment devices, only metal benches and safety bars.

The homeroom teacher, Teacher Lei Yan, was wearing a full set of dark alloy combat armor, striding down the middle of the aisle.

His alloy combat boots stepped on the steel floor, making a dull thudding sound.

"Check your wrist terminals! Confirm that the vital sign monitoring module is turned on!" Teacher Lei Yan's voice echoed in the narrow cabin.

He walked to the end of the line, scanning the nervous faces one by one.

"This is actual combat. Forget all the comfort you usually have in the virtual pods."

Teacher Lei Yan reached out and patted the cabin wall, "Once we arrive, follow the military's commands in all actions. Do not try to be a hero, and do not be a troublemaker."

The spaceship vibrated violently.

A sense of weightlessness followed.

The troop transport ship broke through the atmosphere and headed straight for the outskirts of Jiangcheng.

Fifteen minutes later.

The spaceship landed steadily.

The hatch opened slowly, and the biting cold wind mixed with the strong smell of gunpowder smoke rushed into the cabin.

The students unbuckled their safety bars and walked out of the spaceship.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, collectively rendered speechless.

This was the "Star Ring Military Starport" on the outskirts of Jiangcheng.

There were no tree-lined paths like at school, no neon lights of the city.

This was a militarized war fortress.

Under their feet was a dark gray special alloy ground, extending outwards without end.

The sky was covered by a thick layer of hexagonal energy shields.

The dark red Abyssal void rolled outside the shield.

Black tentacles occasionally reached out from the void, slamming heavily against the energy shield.

The shield rippled with faint blue circles, erupting with harsh electrical sounds.

Around the square, there were soldiers armed with live ammunition everywhere.

They wore heavy, full-coverage power armor, with blood-stained rank badges pinned to their chests.

The surface of the armor was covered in claw marks and pits from acid corrosion.

The soldiers guarding the outermost perimeter were all high-ranking demigods.

The officers leading the patrols had complete law halos circling their bodies.

They hovered half a meter off the ground, watching the group of students who had just disembarked.

True God-level officers.

Above, three heavy interstellar warships thousands of meters long hovered silently.

The main gun barrels were over ten meters in diameter, with extremely dangerous particle light inside.

Solemn, cold, and bloodthirsty.

More than two thousand students lined up in the huge square.

The children of noble families who were usually arrogant and domineering at school also kept their mouths shut obediently.

In the face of real war machines, any chaebol background appeared pale and powerless.

At the back of the line, a few commoner students huddled together.

A male student lowered his voice, his teeth chattering uncontrollably, "I heard from my elders that the location for this year's final exam isn't the simulated defense line from previous years."

"Then where is it?"

"It's a Shattered Continent that the military tore away from the Seventh Abyssal Defense Line just last week!" The boy swallowed, his voice tinged with a sob.

The person beside him turned pale, "A Shattered Continent? Are there unpurified, pure wild monsters inside?"

"Yes. If you get bitten, you really lose flesh." The boy gripped his terminal tightly, "Every year in this kind of live-action final exam, there are unlucky ones whose Divine Domain defense lines are pierced on the spot, leading to brain death in their physical bodies. Not even a medical pod can save them."

Panic spread through the ranks.

Lin Yuan stood at the end of the line.

He was wearing a washed-out school uniform, with his hands in his pockets.

His eyes swept over the interstellar warships above, then landed on the Abyssal void outside the shield.

Fatty Wang leaned over.

His originally round and rosy face was now as pale as paper.

Cold sweat from his forehead dripped down his chin, and his legs were trembling slightly.

"Yuanzi." Fatty Wang grabbed Lin Yuan's arm, his fingers ice-cold, "I've found out. The military has designated an initial protection zone of ten square kilometers for everyone."

Fatty Wang wiped away cold sweat, his tone urgent, "As long as we don't leave the protection zone after landing, it won't count as a violation."

"I'm not competing for any ranking. I plan to withdraw all my Orcs back to the core camp. Let those pigs root in the mud inside the protection zone for a day. If I survive twenty-four hours, just passing is enough."

Lin Yuan turned his head to look at Fatty Wang.

Fatty Wang's family ran a meat processing plant, so they were considered wealthy.

But he knew the cruelty of the Abyssal front line.

Facing monsters with real blades and guns, he probably wouldn't even be able to make a splash.

"Protect the Divine Domain core well." Lin Yuan patted Fatty Wang's thick back, his tone steady, "Don't run around."

Before he could finish speaking.

A burst of exclamations suddenly erupted from the front of the crowd.

The dense queue automatically retreated to both sides, clearing a wide path.

"Move! Everyone move!"

Two rows of fully armed military guards marched over, forcibly clearing the area.

Several students wearing special military formal wear walked out from the VIP passage, escorted by guards.

Walking at the very front was the daughter of Jiangcheng's top chaebol.

The school beauty who awakened the S-rank [Holy Judgment] talent, Su Yueying.

Today, she was wearing a form-fitting silver-white light combat armor, which outlined her tall figure perfectly.

Complicated golden divine patterns flowed across the surface of the combat armor.

This was a priceless high-level divine artifact.

Su Yueying was expressionless, her eyes indifferent.

She didn't look at the students on either side, just walked forward.

As she stepped, visible golden holy particles suddenly filled the air.

High-concentration light element laws spilled outwards uncontrollably.

The originally cold air of the starport was flooded with this holy aura.

The commoner students queuing nearby only felt a sharp pain in their eyes.

The vast holy pressure, like a scorching sun smashing down on their heads, pressed heavily on their shoulders.

"Thump."

The few boys with F-rank Divine Domains who were closest felt their knees go weak and knelt down on the metal floor.

They pressed their hands tightly against the floor, gasping for air, their clothes soaked with cold sweat on their backs.

No one went to help them up.

More people were desperately resisting this pressure.

They gritted their teeth, their backs arched, and their bones made faint grinding sounds.

"Too strong..." A student who was barely standing said with eyes full of awe, his voice hoarse, "This is simply not the pressure a high school student should have."

A well-informed boy beside him gritted his teeth, his eyes red with jealousy, "What do you know? I heard that the Su family spent a sky-high price for this Starry Sky-level sequence selection."

"They fused a Six-Winged Angel's divine spark fragment for Su Yueying!"

"A Six-Winged Angel? That's a high-ranking mythical race!"

"Yes. She might... already have crossed the threshold and reached the demigod level. Just the leakage of laws from her physical body alone is enough to crush us."

Su Yueying turned a blind eye to the kneeling and exclamations around her.

She stepped in her special metal combat boots and walked straight to the independent waiting area at the front.

Chu Yunxuan, Zhao Tianze, and a group of other noble family children followed closely behind.

Chu Yunxuan was still in his gentle manner.

But there was a faint sound of wind and thunder circling his body, clearly having spent massive resources this month to complete some kind of qualitative leap.

Lin Yuan stood in the corner at the very back of the line.

Golden holy particles drifted in front of him.

Before they could touch his skin, they were silently extinguished.

He looked at the dazzling Su Yueying in front, feeling the high and mighty divine pressure in the air.

Lin Yuan lowered his head, shrunk his body into the shadows, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

To others.

Lin Yuan was desperately resisting the pressure, his bones trembling.

But deep in his lowered eyes, there was only boiling fighting intent and irrepressible ecstasy.

This month.

Fifty thousand fully armed heavy Mutant Goblins fought day and night in the Wasteland basin.

Radiation, poisonous gas, flesh and blood, Scarlet Link.

This extremely twisted Wasteland ecosystem not only caused the Goblin army's combat power to soar.

But it also brought terrifying feedback to Lin Yuan's physical body.

The Wasteland's desolation power, the Abyssal Carrion Tree's majestic vitality,

Plus the violent blood energy superimposed by fifty thousand Bronze high-ranking Goblins.

These forces were scouring Lin Yuan's physical body every moment.

Lin Yuan's current physical strength had long since crossed the limits of mortals.

Comparable to a demigod.

Even in terms of pure physical destructive power, it far exceeded ordinary demigods.

If he wanted to.

He only needed to slightly release the deathly silence law of the Wasteland now.

And he could devour all of Su Yueying's holy particles.

On the high platform of the starport.

A blinding searchlight beam suddenly shone down.

An officer wearing the rank of General, without using any anti-gravity equipment, slowly rose into the air relying solely on his physical body.

He hovered in mid-air.

His gaze was like a knife, sweeping over the two thousand students in the audience.

The General did not deliberately release pressure.

But that intense murderous aura, crawled out from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, caused the air in the entire venue to drop to freezing point.

Even Su Yueying, who was arrogant in the front row, slightly lowered her head, restraining her overflowing holy particles.

"I am the commander-in-chief of this Starry Sky-level sequence selection, Lei Meng!"

The General's voice, through divine power, resounded throughout the starport.

"Some of you come from chaebols, carry divine artifacts, and have fused with divine sparks."

Lei Meng sneered, sweeping his eyes over Su Yueying, Chu Yunxuan, and others.

"And some of you intend to shrink into the protection zone as soon as you land, acting like a coward hiding in a shell."

Lei Meng's gaze crossed the crowd and landed on Fatty Wang and the others.

Fatty Wang shuddered and buried his head even lower.

"I'm telling you."

Lei Meng suddenly raised his voice, causing everyone's eardrums to ache.

"The Abyss does not need trash! The Abyss does not recognize your family background!"

"When monsters bite off your heads, they won't care who your father is, nor will they care how many faith points you have in your card!"

Lei Meng raised his right hand, pointing at the rolling dark red void outside the shield.

"The teleportation matrix has been activated."

"The Abyss does not need trash! The Federation's resources will not support a group of cowards who only know how to hide in the protection zone and tremble!"

"Want resources? Want privileges? Want to change the fate of you commoners?"

"Go kill! Exchange them for the heads of monsters!"

"Come back alive and take the spot for the Starry Sky-level sequence!"

"Or, die inside and become monster dung!"