Chapter 208

Chapter 208: Researching National Defense University

“I think we should check out Xiao Feng’s projection,” said the God of Theater. “But no need to rush; he probably won’t be back for a while.”

“After all, he just broke through to the Ninth Level, and even if he’s hopping between Arrow Realms, it’ll likely take him a month or two to level up.”

He paused, then added, “Let’s get back to what we were talking about. If the Holy Spirit clan went after Little Shadow because of you, then this whole thing needs a closer look.”

Nearby, the Star God chimed in, “We should keep an eye on the Holy Spirit clan from now on. Sending out that many Emperor Level fighters at once? There’s gotta be something big going on in their clan.”

“We also need to think about how the Holy Spirit clan might affect Little Shadow.”

“What if they’re pulling a fast one—pretending to target the God of Martial Arts but really going for the Shadow God?”

The God of Theater nodded slightly. “Last time I visited the Holy Spirit clan, their exchange area was packed with powerful beings from all sorts of races.”

“So it’s possible they’ve been planning to meddle in the war between the two sides from the start.”

“……”

The God of Theater shared everything he knew about the Holy Spirit clan.

Meanwhile, the Star God and Su Wen listened intently, using their smarts and logic to piece together more info and sketch out a rough picture of the Holy Spirit clan.

The Shadow God stood quietly nearby, paying close attention.

Though young, she knew this was a big deal for her.

So she listened carefully, thinking and asking questions—it couldn’t hurt.

Only Fighting God watched the discussion with a heavy heart.

Suddenly, it hit him—he remembered something.

The death replay showed the Star God, the God of Theater, the Wind God, and the Shadow God… but not him, Fighting God.

Did that mean everyone else had died?

What about the God of Martial Arts?

With his importance, how could he *not* have died?

If he were in the Arrow Realm, even if he had to lay low for years, he’d find the perfect moment to take out the God of Martial Arts.

Anyone else could survive, but not the God of Martial Arts.

But if everyone died… wouldn’t that leave him as the only one left?

The thought sent a chill through him.

If he were the only one left, what would it matter if he were the strongest in the world?

And so, in the Theater World, two clear groups formed.

One was Su Wen, the Star God, the God of Theater, and the Shadow God, deep in discussion, reviewing the death projections over and over, picking apart every tiny detail.

The other was Fighting God, standing alone on the other side, sinking into a quiet melancholy.

First, the Star God and the God of Theater were deep in a conversation that he couldn’t quite jump into.

Second, not a single person had spared him even a glance.

Lastly, the thought of being all alone in the future really got to him.

“Sigh!”

Fighting God looked up at the sky and let out a heavy sigh.

Coincidentally, the mask spinning above the Theater World turned to reveal the outline of a clown.

“If someone is left standing alone in the end, it’s no different from a clown entertaining the crowd,”

Fighting God muttered to himself, “The clown makes the audience laugh, while the pitiful me makes fate laugh.”

It seemed the God of Theater overheard Fighting God’s words and glanced his way.

Then, with a focused mind, he began using the entire Theater World to calculate.

The death projections, aside from the Shadow God’s, lasted only about twenty minutes, while hers and the Star God’s lasted two to three hours.

The amount of information packed into those two to three hours was staggering.

So, it was time for him and the Star God to step up.

“Oh, Star God, one more thing,”

Su Wen spoke up, “I’ve got a list of fate bearers and some research-oriented candidates with exceptional talent in martial arts.”

“I propose we gather those who haven’t awakened yet or even set up a separate academy for them.”

“We should start training them early so they can grow even stronger in the future!”

The Star God’s eyes sparkled, and he smiled, “I agree with your idea! There’s actually a national plan in place, but with the limited energy from me and the God of Theater, it’s only been able to support a small group.”

“But now that you’re here, we can definitely expand this plan.”

As they spoke, the Star God and the God of Theater exchanged a knowing smile.

In the next moment, an invisible wave carrying the Star God’s intent reached the political center.

……

Eagle City Academy.

Huang Tianqi sat in the back row, using an unopened textbook as a prop while playing a game on his phone.

“Ah-choo!”

A loud sneeze jolted his roommate, who was napping at the desk.

But since his roommate had pulled an all-nighter, he was too exhausted to care and just rolled over, falling back asleep.

“Who’s talking about me?”

Huang Tianqi rubbed his nose and muttered.

Then he chuckled and went back to his game.

Just then, the principal walked into the classroom.

“Who’s Huang Tianqi?”

After the principal finished speaking, he followed everyone’s gaze and walked over to Huang Tianqi.

“Tianqi! Come with me to my office to talk about your graduate school plans.”

Huang Tianqi: “???”

What graduate school plans?

He hadn’t even decided to pursue graduate studies yet, and it was so strange for the principal to approach him about it!

Though confused, he obediently followed the principal.

Once inside the principal’s office, a man dressed in black greeted Huang Tianqi with a wide smile.

“Huang Tianqi, congratulations! You’ve been granted a direct admission to the National Defense University for graduate studies.”

With that, the man in black handed Huang Tianqi an acceptance letter from the National Defense University.

Huang Tianqi took the letter in a daze, skimmed through it in confusion, and then walked back to his class in complete disbelief.

Had he… really just been admitted?

What did this even mean?

A public second-tier school like Eagle City Academy had the authority to recommend students to the National Defense University?

That much influence?

But the real question was, why did this opportunity land on him?

Still, with the principal’s confirmation and a teacher from the National Defense University personally delivering the acceptance letter, what was there to doubt?

He didn’t even have to finish his senior year classes!

Next semester, he could head straight to the National Defense University for graduate studies!

Holy cow!

He was about to soar!

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Huang Tianqi couldn’t help but grin, his happiness impossible to hide.

He quickly pulled out his phone and called home.

“Hello!”

“Mom, I’ve got amazing news! I’ve been directly admitted to the National Defense University!”

“Yes, the one you’re thinking of! I’m not kidding—I’m holding the acceptance letter right now!”

“It’s not a scam. The principal himself told me, and a teacher from the National Defense University came to deliver the letter. He even showed me his credentials.”

“I’ll go online and send you a screenshot of the teacher’s info.”

“It’s real!”

“Your son’s about to hit the big time!”