My Ability Pool is Superior

The night passed without incident.

Lu Bai woke up in the morning, finished washing up, and walked to Zu Dian Campus as usual.

He did not tell the siblings that he would be participating in a Deathmatch Duel today.

Besides not wanting to worry the siblings, on the other hand, he was too lazy to explain it again.

After all, in his view, the risk of a Deathmatch Duel was very low.

Unlike normal Death Fighters, Lu Bai was not worried about his own safety from the bottom of his heart. With the existence of [Load Game], Death Fighters could not possibly pose a threat to him.

The only thing that could be considered a Variable was probably those so-called Replicants.

Mainly because he had not encountered any, he retained the right to comment on that aspect.

……

Zu Dian Campus, school gate.

Pu Xueli was wearing a neatly ironed coffee-colored suit, standing with his hands behind his back.

“You’re here.”

“Yes, I’m here.”

“You shouldn’t have come.”

“But I’ve already come.”

Silence, a long silence.

At the school gate, the two stood like statues, facing off, with the Holographic Sky Screen shining brightly overhead.

“I really don’t understand why you have to be in such a hurry.”

Pu Xueli smiled wryly and turned around: “Forget it, come with me.”

Lu Bai followed his steps and said righteously: “Principal Pu, as the leader of Zu Dian, a pillar of the city, in this time of crisis, you should achieve immortal feats to save the collapsing situation. Only then will your name go down in history and not waste this life.”

“What nonsense is this? Did you take the wrong medicine today?”

Pu Xueli’s mouth twitched, and he waved his hand: “Looks like I was worrying unnecessarily. Your mindset is even more Relaxed than mine.”

Faculty members who have become Official Death Fighters can go directly to Desheng Tower, which the school has specially designated for Deathmatch Duels, when they need to participate in a Deathmatch Duel. The building has separate Rooms for faculty use.

No need to stand and wait at places like the Multi-purpose Venue like ordinary students.

Lu Bai followed behind Principal Pu through twists and turns, soon arriving at an independent Building.

Desheng Tower has a total of six floors, with nearly thirty Rooms on each floor, covering an area larger than some high-end Hotels.

This scale was already sufficient.

In fact, Official Death Fighters drag out Deathmatch Duels as much as possible, coming at most once a year.

After greeting the Manager at the Entrance, Pu Xueli led Lu Bai into the building.

Without wandering too long in the Corridor, Pu Xueli casually found an empty Room.

He pointed to the LCD Input Screen on the door and turned to Lu Bai: “Just register with your Identification.”

Lu Bai didn’t hesitate and immediately pulled out his Identification for a scan.

After a brief program Reaction time, with a Crisp ring, the Room door opened accordingly.

If Principal Pu didn’t value Lu Bai so much, this kind of process explanation that any Clerical Level faculty could handle would not qualify to trouble him, the genuine Principal.

“I hope you come back alive.”

Principal Pu looked Lu Bai up and down, threw down these words, and turned to leave.

Lu Bai responded with a harmless smile to the other.

……

The Room door closed automatically.

The interior decoration was not a simple and efficient style, but more like a luxuriously renovated private homestay.

The solid wood Wall felt delicate and had natural textures.

The bed placed in the center was like an exquisite work of art, with intricate hand-carved patterns, full of the flavor of money.

The expensive single Sofa faced the one-way Floor-to-ceiling Window, from which the outside scenery could be clearly seen.

Lu Bai simply walked to the Sofa and sat down, closing his eyes to rest.

The built-in Speaker in the Room sounded with a sweet female voice.

“Hello, Team Leader Lu. I am Qu Yawen from the Internal Affairs Department. I will be serving you this time. You can make any requests to me at any time.”

The female voice was very soft, strictly controlled below forty decibels.

“There is still one hour and eighteen minutes until your Deathmatch Duel begins. I hope you can Relax your mood and be in a good state…”

The speech was very slow and gentle, like coaxing someone to sleep, and would not make people feel irritated.

Of course, if one hoped to keep Quiet or listen to some music, as long as it was requested, it would be satisfied.

Lu Bai actually didn’t need such Relaxation or Psychological Counseling, but he didn’t mind it either.

It was worth mentioning that even though he wasn’t too worried about his safety in the Deathmatch Duel, great men had once said to despise the enemy strategically and take the enemy seriously tactically.

For this reason, Lu Bai had spent extra time this month understanding the differences between the fourth round and the previous three rounds.

Leaving aside the fact that death in the fourth round is real death.

The biggest difference was still the number of Death Fighters, reduced from five hundred in the first three rounds to two hundred.

The stage of opening the Ability Pool for selection had also changed.

Total number halved, Second Round Ability Pool opened, halved again, Third Round Ability Pool opened and Target Mission announced simultaneously.

Also because the number of Official Deathmatch Duels would be reduced, obtaining Points would become particularly Difficult for ordinary Death Fighters.

Moreover, according to unreliable news, the ratio of normal Death Fighters to Replicants was about 1:1, and survival was the primary goal for ordinary Death Fighters.

Lu Bai pondered these things in his mind, and more than an hour passed quickly.

The Mechanical Prompt sounded in his mind at the right time.

[Ding!]

[Fourth Round Deathmatch Duel opened.]

[Teleportation beginning!]

……

[Deathmatch Arena Number: 87****1970]

[Username: Clever Malphite]

[Main Title equipped: Pure Smile (Two Stars)]

[Secondary Titles equipped: Frenzied Slaughter (Four Stars), Ultimate Murderer (Four Stars)]

[Talent: 103.8]

[Current Points: 0]

[Current Rank: 200/200]

[Abilities: ?, Flash Time, Ink Black]

[Attention! First Round Ability Pool has opened, selection available]

This time at the start, Lu Bai didn’t even have time to check the First Round Ability Pool.

Because around him sat another four people, and the Titles above each of their Heads proclaimed their identities as Death Fighters.

“Damn, this is really a world-ending opening.”

A Middle-aged Man with Buzz Cut smiled wryly repeatedly. He had originally planned to strike first while everyone was still awake.

However, after noticing their environment, he immediately dismissed the idea.

Looking around, three sides were bare Walls, and the only light-permeable side was a Gatekeeper made of high-strength alloy.

That thickness was despairing just to look at.

Undoubtedly, this was an extremely strict prison.

Lu Bai and the other three Death Fighters scanned around and also realized this.

A slightly thin Young People wearing thin-rimmed Glasses clapped his hands, attracting the attention of everyone present to himself.

“Everyone, since the opening is unfavorable, in my view, why not abandon hostility for now and cooperate temporarily?”

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