My Ability Pool is Superior

Worth mentioning is that Principal Pu Xueli, from the very beginning, did not rely on his identity as principal to show any condescending posture.

Instead, he always exuded an attitude of equality.

As such, Lu Bai simply couldn’t be bothered to put on an overly respectful appearance anymore.

Not only was it troublesome to act out, but it also wasn’t very respectful to the other party.

He relaxed his body and nodded casually: “I’d like to hear the details.”

“After all, information on this aspect cannot be found online.”

Pu Xueli clasped his hands together on the desk and smiled: “In principle, only those who survive the fourth round Deathmatch Duel have the qualification to understand these things.”

Unlike the first three rounds, which were more akin to simulated Deathmatch Duels, in the fourth round, if you die in the Deathmatch Arena, then you are really dead.

“If you die in the fourth round, then you don’t need to know.”

Lu Bai timely played the straight man: “It seems like some unspeakable secrets.”

After his first Deathmatch Duel ended, he had looked up the history of this world and matters related to Deathmatch Duels.

More or less, he could detect from that information that there were major issues here.

“Indeed,

I must say this upfront: this conversation isn’t a necessary process. It’s really because your performance has been too outstanding that I sincerely hope you can survive the fourth round Deathmatch Duel. Me doing this is actually against the rules.”

Pu Xueli’s voice lowered slightly.

“Um… You know the Deathmatch System isn’t something we humans can create, right? In fact, up to now, we still haven’t figured out who the creator of the Deathmatch System is.”

Pu Xueli glanced at the wall of the Meeting Room and suddenly said: “So, actually, it’s not a big deal. It’s just that starting from the fourth round, Death Fighters won’t all be us humans.”

His tone wasn’t too grave, more like an elder sighing earnestly that our family doesn’t have those conditions.

Lu Bai blinked his eyes: “Aliens?”

“No, at least not entirely.”

Pu Xueli weighed his words: “The reason Death Fighters have such high social status is because we risk our lives to strive for humanity’s continuation.”

“Wait, what you’re saying is a bit messy. What does it have to do with Death Fighters and humanity’s continuation?”

Lu Bai raised his eyebrow slightly.

“This is a last-resort agreement.”

Pu Xueli’s tone became somewhat inexplicable: “In the pre-Underground City era, there was a type of large-scale noble hunting sport where hunters weren’t doing it for livelihood, nor to capture prey, but simply to enjoy the thrill and pleasure of the chase amid heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers.”

Lu Bai nodded thoughtfully: “We are the prey?”

“To be precise, we are penned prey.”

Pu Xueli leaned back and said faintly: “We so-called Official Death Fighters are just responsible for providing them entertainment on fixed days, in exchange for collective continuation.”

Lu Bai wasn’t scared by this cruel reality; instead, he asked curiously: “Those… aliens you mentioned? What do they look like? Gray skin? Big heads? Eyes taking up half the face?”

Pu Xueli didn’t expect Lu Bai to react this way and was stumped by the barrage of messy questions, unable to maintain his feigned calm expression.

He was silent for a moment, adjusted his emotions with effort, and then patiently replied.

“I haven’t seen citizens of the Extraterrestrial Civilization. They don’t enter in their true bodies but use shells we call Replicants to conduct Deathmatch Duels with us.

If judging only by appearance, they are no different from normal Death Fighters; they also have Titles above their heads and obtain Abilities just the same.

Based on this, it’s hard for me to give you any practical advice. The only earnest warning is that in future Deathmatch Duels, you’d best not believe any Death Fighter.”

Lu Bai noticed a blind spot and immediately asked about it.

“Since the fourth round has such high risk, why not explain it to Death Fighters in advance?”

“What do you think? We’ve never announced the mortality rate of the fourth round Deathmatch Duel; that would drastically reduce the number of people choosing to become Death Fighters, and there wouldn’t be enough prey.”

Pu Xueli calmly straightened his tie: “Even for a Death Fighter like you who’s first for three consecutive rounds, after learning these things, don’t you have even the slightest intent to back out?”

Lu Bai couldn’t help but laugh: “No.”

Pu Xueli: “…Don’t argue.”

“Really no.”

“This can…”

……

Pu Xueli suddenly decided to leave.

He pushed open the door of the Meeting Room, muttering curses as he left.

The faculty he encountered on the road had to greet him cautiously.

Lu Bai didn’t come out to see the principal off; he had another more important matter to handle—

While communicating with Pu Xueli, he had taken the chance to inquire about the username.

According to the principal, the username could be anything, as long as it wasn’t pornographic or vulgar.

It was just for convenience in addressing, pretty much like a screen name.

However, the username needed to be changed soon, because only then could the user communication function of the Deathmatch System be opened.

As for the incidentally opened rankings, although high rank could obtain rewards, Pu Xueli still advised Lu Bai not to aim too high; that wasn’t something he could touch at this stage.

Lu Bai opened the Personal Interface.

Found the username section and clicked modify.

[Ding!]

[Please create a new username yourself.]

“God.”

[This Title is already taken! Recommend using “I Am God 16138.”]

A red X appeared in front of him.

“Immortal.”

Another X appeared abruptly.

Over the past few centuries, not to mention one-character usernames, even three- or four-character usernames had pretty much all been snapped up by predecessors.

“Wandering in Memories.”

“Love Hard to End.”

“Can I Still Say Goodnight?”

“…”

One red X after another left Lu Bai numb.

He sighed and modified it again playfully.

“Clever Malphite.”

[Ding!]

[Username modification complete.]

[Clever Malphite, you have entered the Talent List. Hide personal information?]

[Destroy Heaven and Earth has entered the Title List. Hide personal information?]

[?, Flash Time, Ink Black have entered the Ability List. Hide personal information?]

Lu Bai’s mouth twitched.

He had just been testing it out, who knew this thing would confirm directly.

At this point, it was done; no use saying more. He’d see if he could buy a name change card or something later.

Having sat on the stool too long, he stood up to stretch and patted non-existent dust off his body.

Then he walked out of the Meeting Room, his face resuming its usual harmless smile, while silently reciting in his mind: “Do not hide.”

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