"It seems that some students have successfully passed the dungeon and completed the exam." A VIP dressed in a neat suit and with extraordinary temperament exclaimed. As the actual combat tests in the dungeon continued, some students had successfully passed and concluded their exams. "Check the names of the first students to complete the exam in each dungeon." The VIPs ordered the assistants to ensure that everything was ready. "I don't want any mistakes." All students who completed the exams demonstrated their talents and abilities. Observers and VIPs watched and discussed the students’ performances via livestream and couldn’t help but express their opinions on the students who had made it big. "Victor Black...is just as expected...he dominates the high-level dungeons with his great strategy and strength. He is undoubtedly a genius." "Indeed, Victor is a force to be reckoned with. The Black family never disappoints." "However, the Middleton twins are no slouch. Lucas and Julia have proven themselves to be great team players and adaptable, and their chemistry with each other is impeccable." But even among the VIPs, there are clear differences. Some have special separate rooms, while others do not. "What do you think, Patriarch?"
In a room filled with luxurious services, a man sits and watches a screen. "Not bad." The man's chestnut hair fell to his shoulders, and his cold eyes were fixed on the screen, where a student was walking alone. Behind him was a mountain of corpses. "..." The butler behind him didn't say anything, but he knew that even the word "not bad" was a compliment coming from this man's mouth. His position and his temperament... all of this made him a person who no longer expressed exaggerated emotions. Sitting on the top of the world, "Is there any progress in the investigation into Caesar?" the man spoke again, his tone calm. “We have mobilized all our resources, but still have not made any progress.” Da! Da! His eyes were still fixed on the screen, his fingers tapping lightly on the arms of his chair. whoosh! Suddenly, he stood up abruptly. "Keep an eye on that woman and make sure she doesn't do anything stupid." "Understood, Patriarch." The butler bowed immediately and prepared a coat and suit for the man. "And increase security around Victor and Jane, they could also be targets." After saying these words, the man began to walk out of the room, his expression still unchanged. However, the housekeeper who had followed this man for many years knew. The special treatment he showed Victor was already a sign that he had made up his mind. This means that Victor's future is destined to be full of challenges. The butler turned to look at the screen again, his eyes fixed on the young man walking.
"Master... I hope you don't collapse." This was his last wish. ...... For most of the Guilds and Cooperatives that are high up in the fabric of Valerian Federation society, midterm exams are where talent is discovered. They will compete for high-ranking students who perform well and come from relatively friendly backgrounds. But not every VIP has such status. Some people are barely qualified to enter here, but do not have enough strength to compete with the big guys. This is what happens to those young entrepreneurs who watch the lower ranking students in the VIP room. "Lake Whitehorse?" Contact him after the midterm exam. "Check the background of this swordsman. If possible, offer him a contract immediately." Conversations are heard one after another, phones are ringing constantly, and young entrepreneurs are busy recruiting talents for their companies. But there are also some people who believe in their own vision. They are not in a hurry to snatch those dazzling high-ranking students, but instead look for those overlooked potential stocks. These people often find hidden gems behind the shining performance of high-ranking students. Although the possibility of this happening is low, once they find it, they will save a lot of money and manpower. This was exactly what happened to the young woman, who stared intently at the monitor that displayed the student's progress. In her hand she held a notebook with some names written on it. At the top was a name written: [Morse Scott]. She was eager to see how he would fare in the lower-level dungeons. However, just as Morse was about to face off against a group of monsters, the screen suddenly turned black. She frowned in confusion and glanced quickly at her assistant. "What just happened? Why did the screen go black?" The assistant hurriedly checked the technical equipment and pressed buttons to try to restore the picture. However, nothing changed and the assistant confirmed that the equipment was working properly. "I'm not sure, ma'am. It seems to be a problem in the broadcast room, something to do with the signal." "Signal?" Hearing the assistant's words, the woman pondered for a second, then looked around at the other screens. Everything was normal except the one she was watching. “Contact the college and ask them to resolve this issue as soon as possible.” "Understood, ma'am. I'll take care of it right away." ...... In the control room of Arcadia Hunter Academy, the staff are concentrating on monitoring the real-time images from the cameras throughout the dungeon. Ensuring the safety and performance of the students in the actual combat test is their most important task. Just as they were concentrating on the screen, a staff member received a message from a VIP on the computer. Those troublesome privileged people always have a bunch of annoying requests.
"What do they want to do now?" the staff complained in a low voice. "Another VIP?" asked a colleague. "yes." “Oh… they’re probably going to complain about the video quality again… do they think this is a movie?” My colleague sighed, remembering a scene in which a rich kid had caused trouble here. However, when they read the message carefully, their brows furrowed: "Camera signal failure report in underground city [B-3]. Camera code is D-LR37." The staff quickly checked the connection and found that the screen showed that the camera was turned off. He turned to his colleague, "There's a problem with the camera in Dungeon [B-3] code D-LR37. The signal is interrupted." The colleague in charge of camera maintenance sighed and immediately began to troubleshoot the problem. "Okay, let's check the connection and see if it can be restored." The control room staff knew that the camera problem had to be solved in time to ensure the smooth conduct of the practical test and the safety of the students. Recent events had brought the person in charge to the brink of collapse, and now all eyes were on them. The Valerian Federation even tried to use recent events to put pressure on the Academy. "Something is wrong." When the camera maintenance specialists and their colleagues began investigating the camera signal problem in Dungeon [B-3], they soon discovered that the signal was being interfered with. "The signal is being jammed." This situation was exactly the same as what they had encountered during the recent joint dungeon training, which nearly led to the closure of the academy. "What?" As this discovery deepened, the atmosphere in the room became tense. The joint copy training activities were once plagued by mysterious signal interruptions, and now this situation appeared again in the mid-term practical exam. A staff member in the control room said uneasily: "This feels familiar. During the joint copy training, we also encountered a similar signal interruption, and then an attack occurred. Could it be a technical problem?" "That's impossible. We checked every piece of equipment before the test began to make sure everything was working properly." "Then it is very likely that someone is deliberately jamming the signal." Concern was palpable in the control room as everyone pondered the possible consequences. The team leader took immediate action. "Check if anyone is nearby and contact the Dungeon Guard. Send healers and tutors immediately. We can't wait." Deliberate interference with camera feeds is a serious issue that could not only endanger student safety but also impact the fairness of the exam. The person in charge hopes it is just a technical glitch, but if it does go wrong, his career will be in jeopardy. "Yes, sir." A staff member immediately contacted the team of therapists. "Sir! One of the students' watch stopped working and we can't get any data." "Who is it?" the person in charge asked anxiously. "Morse Scott, sir."
The control room team leader turned to the worker who reported the malfunction of Morse's watch. "When was the last time you received data from his watch?" Staff knew that quick action had to be taken both to identify the signal disruption and to ensure the safety of all students. The clerk checked the record and responded, "About two minutes ago, sir." "Two minutes." The person in charge pondered. This is enough to endanger the lives of students, especially one of the weakest students. He looked at the student information on the screen and realized the seriousness of the problem in his heart. 'Sending a team immediately was the right thing to do.' The supervisor then asked, "Have any other students reported watch malfunctions?" The clerk shook his head. "No, sir, so far only Morse Scott's watch has had problems." The person in charge nodded and fell into deep thought. The situation was becoming increasingly strange, and they needed to figure out what happened to Morse's equipment and the interference with the camera signal in the underground city [B-3]. "I hope nothing happens..." The man silently prayed for the students while staring at the black screen...