Chapter 46: The Robbed Cheer in Unison for the Robber

The two students glanced around and noticed that Liam's screen had always been the largest, positioned prominently at the center. This indicated that Liam had been the most highly regarded among the judges all along.

They still didn't fully understand why they were told they might end up as second place, but they didn't leave. Instead, they found a spot to sit down and began watching the other candidates in the test.

Meanwhile, Cain's previously disinterested demeanor had completely vanished. Now, he was watching intently, almost entranced. Even Dong Wushuang's occasional jests went entirely unnoticed by him.

Cain had a feeling—the person he had long awaited, the one who could break the mold, had arrived!

After Liam's first battle, he no longer rested; instead, he was ready for combat at any moment. The lounge chair beneath him had transformed, with the ice solidifying into a massive throne-like seat. Liam sat there, as if he were an ancient general before a battle, his hands resting on the armrests, quietly waiting for his next challenger.

The ground around him was littered with various crystals, and behind him loomed the ominous green gate, giving off an air of a lone warrior holding off an army.

The couple Liam had encountered earlier was an exception, as they left relatively early. It took over three more hours before Liam encountered the next person. This individual, who had been dodging and sneaking through the secret realm, was shocked to find himself facing a gatekeeper at the exit.

Recognizing Liam from earlier in the test when he had instantly defeated Liu Peng, the student knew he was outmatched and tried to hide. But Liam wasn't about to give him that chance. With a flick of his chain, the student was yanked through the air and deposited directly in front of Liam.

"Brother, let's keep things civil! We might meet again someday... Hey, no, no, no!" The student tried to bargain as he was swiftly subdued, but Liam clearly wasn't in the mood for lengthy discussions.

After all, each superhuman had different abilities, and underestimating someone could lead to unexpected trouble. Liam quickly stripped the wristband off the student's arm, extracted all the Divine Cores, and tossed them onto the ground to join the ever-growing pile.

"You...!" The student was furious, watching Liam's casual handling of the hard-fought spoils that everyone else was desperate for.

"Don't mind it. Let me ask you, does this thing have any real value?" Liam asked as he used his chain to hurl the student toward the green gate.

"These things only have the value people assign to them."

"Don't worry too much about your ranking. I'm not keeping your Divine Cores."

Before Liam could finish speaking, the student's body had already disappeared through the gate.

Thud.

The sound of footsteps echoed as the student stumbled slightly, finding himself back in the original test hall.

Looking around at the slightly unfamiliar surroundings, he felt as if he had just woken from a dream. After a moment of stunned silence, this third "lucky" person finally accepted reality, his face a picture of despair.

He had spent dozens of hours scheming and battling with others, only to be sent back with nothing to show for it?

"Hey, you got robbed too?" a voice called out, snapping him out of his daze. He turned to see the couple from before, each holding a drink, looking like spectators enjoying the show.

"You... got robbed too?"

"Yeah," they replied in unison.

"And you're not angry? Or resentful?" he asked, baffled.

"What's the use of getting angry? We just weren't good enough. Better to sit down and see who the next unlucky one is—it's more fun that way," the male half of the couple said.

The third student: ...

So now I'm the unlucky one, right?

And so, he sat down too, joining them in waiting for the next unfortunate soul.

As time passed, the unlucky ones began to arrive more frequently. With the test nearing its end, everyone was heading toward the exit. However, the scattered superhumans had no chance against Liam. Few could last long against him.

Among them was Lila, who, upon seeing Liam blocking the gate, didn't even bother to fight. She simply tossed all her crystals on the ground and left with a confident stride, leaving behind a bold statement:

"Take them. I'm not strong enough to fight you now, but one day, I will challenge you again!"

At first, only one unlucky soul arrived every hour, but soon, one arrived every few minutes. Liam would rob them clean.

Before long, Liam had forcefully eliminated dozens of candidates! No one had imagined that their participation in this test would end in such an absurd way.

The pile of Divine Cores Liam had collected was already enormous, more than enough to secure his first place in the test. Yet he showed no sign of stopping or leaving, clearly indicating that his goal wasn't just about ranking—he was here to cause chaos!

Seated on his massive ice throne, surrounded by a treasure trove of Divine Cores, Liam resembled a dragon lounging on its hoard, waiting for the next brave soul to come his way.

Meanwhile, the students who had emerged dejectedly began to feel a sense of excitement. After all, with everyone sharing the same fate, their own misfortune didn't seem so bad anymore.

Even more, through the judges' explanations, they began to understand what Liam was aiming for.

This test was based on points, with rankings determining the distribution of rewards. But if Liam successfully robbed everyone, it would mean they all ranked second!

This realization brought joy to those who had once harbored resentment towards Liam for wiping out their hard-earned efforts. They became engrossed in watching Liam's battles, cheering him on like fans at a sporting event.

No one wanted to be trapped by such a restrictive test rule. If not for the ranking system, none of them would have wanted to scheme and fight against each other. If everyone ended up with the same ranking, all tied for second place, who cared about Divine Cores anymore!?

In the test hall, the students cheered and hollered, and the judges didn't stop them. Instead, they smiled in approval.

What should have been a solemn test had turned into a celebration.

In the vast hall, a surreal scene unfolded:

—All the robbed students were cheering in unison for the robber!