Absolute Choice 3

by Pear Lands In The Autumn Spring

  Yama Minamiya was feeling slightly regretful. Eliminating Shi Xiaobai just like that was a great pity. Had he known that Shi Xiaobai was already at the fourth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm, he would have internally fixed it!

  Riko was stunned as she said with a bitter face, "Wasn't I just trying to give you a pleasant surprise?"

  Yama Minamiya's eyes stared.

  Indeed, I was surprised, but pleasant my ass.

  At this moment, the intensity of the free-for-all on the field had reached unprecedented heights. However, Yama Minamiya was left greatly disappointed after taking a few glances at it. These rookies were still too poor in quality. Wang Lin, who was at the fourth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm, could not even compare with the strongest in the three other divisions, much less talk about him stepping out of [Gaia]. He was definitely the weakest one.

  A struggle flashed in Yama Minamiya's eyes as he turned to look at Riko, who was looking annoyed because of Shi Xiaobai's elimination. Immediately he heaved a sigh of relief.

  "However, it's not too late." Yama Minamiya said softly as he began walking towards the field.

  Riko looked up in astonishment. She sensed the meaning behind Yama Minamiya's words and her eyes immediately lit up. She quickly followed behind.

  At this moment, Yama Minamiya had arrived in the middle of the field as he shouted, "All of you, stop!"

  The rookies who were engaging each other in battle like "glue" were surprised that it was Division Minister Minamiya. They all stopped and looked towards the center of the field where Yama Minamiya was standing.

  "All of you are to return to the classroom. The division selection shall come to an end," Yama Minamiya said.

  The rookies revealed incomprehensive looks.

  "Why?"

  "What's wrong?"

  "What happened?"

  "..."

  Yama Minamiya surveyed the crowd until everyone slowly quietened down before he announced in a deadpan manner, "Tu Dahei will be representing [Annihilation] division for the collective training selection."

  The rookies immediately exclaimed in disbelief.

  "What?"

  "How can you do that?"

  "That means it's internally fixed?"

  "..."

  Yama Minamiya was silent as he quietly looked at the agitated crowd. However, his unperturbed demeanor made all the rookies gradually quieten down. They realized that Yama Minamiya had set his mind on it.

  However, at the moment silence was about to reign supreme, a person suddenly lifted his hand.

  "I can't accept it!"

  Everyone looked over and saw Wang Lin raise his hand. His expression was stern and filled with indignation.

  Wang Lin expressed his unacceptance!

  "I can't accept it too...Si..."

  Hua Pengju's thighs were turned inwards as he held one hand to his groin, while he struggled to raise his other.

  "We can't accept it too!"

  Ah One, Ah Two, Ah Five, Ah Six looked at each other as they resolutely raised their hands!

  "I can't accept it too!"

  "Me too!"

  "Can't accept Tu Dahei!"

  One rookie after another raised their hands, shouting their lack of acceptance over the matter. In fact, they had to be accepting of a Psyker at the fourth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm, but if it was the hated Tu Dahei, who had emptied their wallets and hooked up with their goddess, they would never accept it!

  Quickly, other than Ye Jiaquan and Xiang Wu, the other rookies had all raised their hands, shouting "can't accept it". They were staring intently at Yama Minamiya, expressing their firm opposition of his decision!

  Even if you are a Division Minister, you can't ignore the objections of the lot of us, right?

  Yama Minamiya frowned and scanned everyone again before sighing. He said loudly, "[Creation] rookie, Kevin, fifth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm, C Class Psyker."

  Upon hearing this, the rookies were confounded as they did not know the meaning behind Yama Minamiya's words.

  But Yama Minamiya immediately bellowed loudly, "[Order] rookie Wen Hezheng, seventh level of the Psionic Mortal Realm, no superpowers."

  A number of rookies quietly lowered their hands.

  Yama Minamiya sneered and bellowed once again, "[Chaos] rookie, Mu Yuesheng, ninth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm, A Class Psyker."

  A large number of rookies rapidly lowered their hands. The few rookies who still had their hands up now had stiff faces.

  Yama Minamiya looked at everyone and said in a deep voice, "[Annihilation] rookie, Wang Lin, fourth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm, no superpowers."

  Wang Lin gaped his mouth and lowered his hand in embarrassment.

  The remaining rookies also lowered their hands in a sparse manner.

  Everyone fell silent as the atmosphere turned repressed. This was because Yama Minamiya had recited the names of the four rookies representing each division for the present batch. [Annihilation]'s representative should have been Shi Xiaobai, but since Shi Xiaobai had never appeared since training began, the rookie representative for [Annihilation] became Wang Lin.

  Mu Yuesheng, who was ranked S– Class just like Shi Xiaobai, was also considered the cream of the crop even in China's first-tier organizations. And even if Kevin and Wen Hezheng were weak, they were still much stronger than Wang Lin.

  "Do you know why today's selection format was decided to be a free-for-all?" Yama Minamiya suddenly asked.

  The rookies were alarmed as they pricked their ears up.

  "Because I do not have much hope in all of you," Yama Minamiya said in a deadpan manner. "The free-for-all's goal was to let fowls like you peck at each other, so as to produce the strongest fowl."

  The rookies stared widely. Although the way he said it was infuriating, it sounded somewhat appropriate.

  "But I never expected." Yama Minamiya heaved a sigh of relief before saying, "I never ever expected that mixed in amongst the fowls was a young eagle. Tell me, who should I choose?"

  At this moment, the rookies were too deep for tears.

  What you said is very reasonable, we have nothing to offer to your viewpoint.

  Yama Minamiya noticed that the time was right as he waved his hand and concluded, "Fowls need to have the understandings of a fowl. Don't keep thinking of flying in the sky. Learn how to run in a garden before speaking! I gave the [Annihilation] nomination to Tu Dahei because he made me see hope, the hope of exceeding the other three divisions! And what you have shown me is only disappointment!"

  "So, even if you can't accept it, before you make me see any hope, you have to hold it in even if you can't accept it!"

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  Chapter140 Is your face hurting badly?

  In Hisith's office.

  "So, you came looking for me to ask about Chen Lingcun's location?"

  Hisith looked at Shi Xiaobai coldly. He never expected Shi Xiaobai to dare take the initiative to look for him.

  "It's not an inquiry, but an exchange."

  Shi Xiaobai coldly said, "You can design any game for This King to challenge. As a result, give the whereabouts of Chen Lingcun to This King."

  Hisith frowned slightly upon hearing this. He kept having the impression that the way Shi Xiaobai looked at him and the tone in his voice felt like he was repressing an anger more intense than his own.

  Shi Xiaobai sneered dismissively and said, "Why, are you afraid? The past two games had been easily cracked by This King, so you are lacking in confidence now?"

  Hisith's gaze immediately turned cold. The Shi Xiaobai in front of him was like a young cub that had bared its fangs while roaring. It made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

  "Very good, but to challenge a 'somewhat difficult' game, you must first pass the test of a small game."

  Hisith sneered as he stretched his hand out, causing three tall glasses to fly out from a cabinet. They
landed on the office desk, followed by a bottle of red wine flying into Hisith's hand.

  Hisith quickly filled the three glasses with red wine.

  Shi Xiaobai remained expressionless.

  The sides of Hisith's mouth twitched as he coldly said, "The game's rules are very simple. In the three glasses of red wine, one of them doesn't have poison. There is a one third chance, and if you finish drinking a glass without any poison..."

  Before Hisith finished his sentence, he saw Shi Xiaobai reach his hand out to drink a glass of red wine. He gulped it down extremely fast. After he placed the wine glass down, he immediately picked up another.

  All three glasses of poisoned red wine were gulped down by Shi Xiaobai in an instant.

  Hisith was surprised but he quickly sneered in his mind. The "Bonechewer Medicinal Agent" would act up soon. When that happened, he would enjoy the rash idiot's painful expressions.

  Hisith looked on in a confounded manner when a hand suddenly reached out to grab the bottle of red wine on the table!

  Shi Xiaobai had grabbed the bottle of wine and immediately poured it down his throat!

  Hisith immediately stared widely.

  Was this rascal courting death? That's not right. Why hasn't the "Bonechewer Medicinal Agent" shown its effects?

  "Peng!"

  Moments later, Shi Xiaobai slammed the empty wine bottle on the table.

  "Unleaking Turtle Aura" and "This Turtle Is Hardest" simultaneously came into effect. A refreshing numbness overwhelmed him. His flesh and blood defense value slowly rose. 1...2...3...3.5...

  It finally fixed itself at a value of "7".

  Shi Xiaobai exhaled and looked at the bewildered Hisith and coldly said, "The entire bottle of wine is poisonous, but unfortunately, This King is unafraid of poison. Are you aware? Your little tricks are as funny and laughable as a clown in This King's eyes. It is an insult to This King's intelligence."

  Hisith's breathing stagnated as he found it hard to believe that he had encountered such derision. The situation before him had rendered him speechless. The anger he felt reached its limits, but his dignity of being belittled prevented him from killing Shi Xiaobai so easily.

  His game had been easily cracked and it had even earned a scolding of being an "insult of intelligence"!

  The way Hisith looked at Shi Xiaobai turned extremely cold.

  Shi Xiaobai sighed and said in a deep voice, "This King is very disappointed. This King was expecting that your game would be able to make This King frown a bit, but it's a game that is inferior to a three-year-old's game. This King shall give you a final chance. If your game is still as childish and ridiculous, then stop addressing yourself as 'Underworld King', and don't keep mentioning the word 'game'. Do you understand? From This King's point of view, you completely do not deserve it!"

  "Very good! Very good! Very good!"

  Hisith angrily sneered thrice. Shi Xiaobai had succeeded in provoking his anger and lifted his fighting spirit.

  Since you want to experience a true game, I will let you know what it is to taste despair!

  Hisith waved his hand forcefully.

  Dozens of poker cards suddenly flew out before they formed the shape of a door!

  Immediately following that, the places where the poker cards interleaved each other shot out beams of light, eventually combining into a blinding light.

  A door of light formed from poker cards appeared in the office in seconds while a cold eerie aura emanated from inside the door.

  "Behind this door is This..."

  Hisith's words came to an abrupt end once again because Shi Xiaobai had quickly rushed straight into the door to the Underworld, disappearing from the office.

  He had originally wanted to say the words, "behind this door is This King's Underworld. If you dare enter it, This King will make you witness what a true game is", but instantly, he was left without an audience.

  At this moment, Underworld King Hisith had made the preparations to address himself as "This King" in front of Shi Xiaobai, but he experienced a heartless and invisible rejection.

  "Fuck!"

  Hisith bellowed angrily as he forcefully flailed his hands, causing numerous poker cards to fly out.

  “Boom! Boom! Boom!”

  Explosive sounds sounded from the office as cabinets collapsed. Walls were left damaged and while a cloud of dust filled the office. The entire office immediately turned into a mess.

  A blob of red light flew out from Hisith's chest and calmly stared at Hisith with its two black eyeballs.

  The eyeballs seemed to say, "Hey, does your face hurt? Is your face hurting badly?"

  "You wait and see. This King will make Shi Xiaobai regret that he came to this world. This King will make him suffer a complete breakdown in This King's game. This King will personally destroy him!"

  Hisith pointed at the red blob of light and loudly said, "You wait and see. Wait and see!"

  The black eyeballs on the red blob of light shook a bit as it issued a dismissive laugh, "Based on past experience, This Seat seriously doubts if that day will come."

  ...

  ...

  Underworld.

  Shi Xiaobai looked up at the three scarlet moons in the sky and clenched his fists tightly.

  "This King is here."

  Shi Xiaobai sighed lightly. What followed was what truly mattered.

  The figure of the bat, Mos, quickly appeared in the sky. As he flew over while flapping his bat wings, he heard Shi Xiaobai coldly say before he even lande, "Lead the way."

  "Follow me."

  Mos' crimson eyes flashed a cold beam as he turned around to fly into the distance. His speed was extremely fast as he arrived at the ends of one's vision nearly immediately.

  Mos' stopped where he was and slowly turned his head, prepared to wait for Shi Xiaobai. Suddenly, he heard a voice sound in front of him.

  "Hurry up, This King is in a hurry."

  Mos turned his head in surprise and saw Shi Xiaobai waiting at the ends of his own vision, waiting for him.

  How was this possible?

  He had flown at a speed 10% of his maximum speed. Not only had this human kept up with him, but he had also exceeded him by so much!?

  At this moment, Shi Xiaobai suddenly disappeared at the end of his vision.

  Mos was alarmed as he immediately flapped his wings to fly over.

  At 20% his maximum speed, he still failed to see Shi Xiaobai's figure.

  30%, 40%, ...

  Only when he reached 70% of his speed did Mos gradually see Shi Xiaobai at the end of his vision. However, the speed at which he was closing the distance was extremely slow.

  What did this mean?

  He was only slightly faster than this human at 70% his maximum speed?

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  Chapter141 Beat O' unyielding heart!

  After more than ten minutes of running, the duo arrived at the peripheral of the high wall.

  Mos was annoyed. Thankfully, this journey was just a straight line path. If the human had ran amok, things would have become problematic. At the same time, he was secretly shocked at Shi Xiaobai's condition. After running at full speed for more than ten minutes, all he suffered from was being slightly out of breath.

  Shi Xiaobai looked at the steep staircase in front of him and took a deep breath. At an extremely fast speed, he jumped onto it and arrived at the top of the high wall before he looked down.

  A humongous white dragon was lying in the middle of four high walls, while a golden wing was covering the dragon's white body. Thousands of skulls were shooting red beams of light that converged at the dragon's chest, forming a gigantic outline of a heart.

  That heart was slowly contracting and expanding. Nearly half a minute passed before it finished one cycle.

  "Wait a moment, This King will save you soon."

  Shi Xiaobai had this thought in mind as he suddenly leaped off the high wall and
landed on the ground with a loud thud. After barely getting his footing, he rushed forward and arrived at the gigantic dragon's head in a few seconds.

  Mos' expression changed slightly as he flapped his wings to fly towards Shi Xiaobai.

  "What are you doing?"

  Mos' voice was extremely cold.

  "Slaying the dragon."

  Shi Xiaobai softly said those words and then turned his head to look at Mos. He coldly said, "Since the game's progression leads to a dragon, isn't it very obvious that the mission in the game is to let This King slay this dragon? Isn't that right?"

  Mos was taken aback and asked in surprise, "How did you know?"

  Shi Xiaobai pointed at his brain and snickered, "It's easy to guess just using the brain. With that idiot, Hisith's stupid intellect, what complex game can he think of? This King is long sick and tired of this kind of Dragon Quest-like RPG games."

  "Are you courting death!?" Mos angrily asked. Shi Xiaobai dared to verbally insult his master, Hisith, in front of him!

  "Why? Are you turning your embarrassment into anger after This King saw through it? Looks like the so-called 'Underworld King' and his servant is nothing special. Or are you afraid that This King will easily slay this dragon, easily passing this retarded game of yours?"

  Shi Xiaobai stared fearlessly at Mos. The mockery in his eyes was enough to make one go crazy.

  Mos took a deep breath and coldly said, "This demonic dragon has been imprisoned for a thousand years and yet it can't be killed. Do you think you have the ability to do so?"

  Shi Xiaobai curled his mouth and said, "To not be able to kill a dragon after a thousand years, your so-called 'Underworld' will be doomed sooner or later. This King shall let you bunch of crap see what it means to slay a dragon!"

  The veins on Mos' forehead protruded as Shi Xiaobai's arrogance nearly drove him crazy. However, he could not help but look forward to seeing Shi Xiaobai's expression after he realized that the dragon he killed under the illusion conjured by his master, Hisith, was the "Chen Lingcun" he was looking for.

  Mos decided to endure a bit longer as he coldly said, "Three minutes later, the Specter Fire Mages and knife-wielding warriors will deal a wave of attacks to drain the dragon. Wait here for a moment and you will be given an hour. If you can't kill the demonic dragon in an hour, I will kill you with my own hands."