Chapter 144 Event begins

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Noah walked through the campus, hands shoved into his pockets, his mind replaying what Kelvin had told him. Apparently, during his "accidental" deep dive into the school's mainframe, Kelvin had stumbled across something interesting. Today, there would be a general signboard announcement requesting all students to gather at the school's general hall—the same place where the gala event had been held a few weeks ago. And as Noah moved through the crowd, he started hearing bits and pieces of conversation that confirmed it. Those with mobile devices had already seen the notification plastered all over the student forum. "Yo, did you see the announcement? They're calling everyone." "Yeah, what the hell? Even training sessions are canceled." "They're really taking this tournament seriously..." Noah exhaled through his nose. 'So it's true. Even regular classes, training—hell, everything—has been put on hold just for this tournament.' It was almost like the war against the Harbingers had taken a backseat. As if the school had decided that, for now, the future soldiers of humanity needed to shift their focus elsewhere. 'If they're pulling all stops for this, the selection process has to be brutal.' The sheer volume of students walking the same path as him made it clear—this wasn't going to be a small competition. Year One had three different classes. Year Two had three as well. But Year Three? They had only one class—and that class consisted of the Top 25 students in the entire school. 'Well, at least... before the Cannadah trip.' That mission had been a bloodbath. All Year One students had been accompanied by their Year Three-ranked seniors as chaperones, but in the end, only eight of those top students had come back alive. Experience exclusive tales on My Virtual Library Empire Noah's jaw tensed at the thought. 'So if I had to guess, there are going to be hundreds of students trying to get into this tournament.' 'How the hell are they even going to sort through everyone?' Would it be a ranking battle? Elimination matches? A combat trial? Whatever it was, one thing was clear—if he wanted to level up, he'd have to get in. With the evidence he now had on Commander Albright, the entire landscape had shifted. The power dynamic was no longer as one-sided as before. Noah finally had some leverage—something to keep the man at bay if it ever came down to it. That didn't mean he was completely out of danger, though. He knew Albright wasn't someone who played fair. The man had influence, resources, and the ability to make people disappear without a trace. But was Noah worried? Not particularly. Albright may have been a threat, but he wasn't Noah's priority right now. The tournament was. And for that, Noah had already made up his mind—he wasn't going to rely too heavily on his system abilities. Not the obvious ones, at least. He couldn't risk exposing himself too soon until he had a plan to safely reveal himself. Still, that didn't mean he was walking into this event unarmed. His self-healing ability was an ace up his sleeve—something that, if used right, could make all the difference in prolonged fights. Then there was his Void Blink, a short-range teleportation skill that, when used sparingly, could be passed off as sheer speed or agility rather than outright supernatural ability. But beyond his system skills, he had Chi now. That changed everything. Noah wasn't a master at it yet, but he'd already figured out small chi infusions—the ability to channel it into his strikes for added power. He had also begun experimenting with chi transference, allowing him to move energy between mediums. With a little more practice, he was sure he could weaponize it completely before the tournament began. Then Lucas looked up, saw him and waved. Sophie turned to look too. And just like that, the two of them began walking toward him. As soon as Sophie reached him, she wrapped her arms around Noah, pulling him into a tight hug. "I missed you," she murmured, her voice soft in his ear. Noah smirked but hugged her back just as tightly. "We saw each other two days ago," he teased. Sophie pulled back just enough to playfully slap his chest. "That's two days too long." Noah chuckled, shaking his head. Truthfully, he had missed her too. They hadn't seen each other all through the previous day—she hadn't been on campus, and he'd been chasing down a lead. Not that he was going to mention that. As they separated, Lucas Grey stepped forward. Noah and Lucas locked eyes, exchanged nods, then dapped each other up in that casual but familiar way that said they had built some form of respect between them. "Still standing, huh?" Lucas said with a small smirk. "You sound like you expected otherwise," Noah shot back. Lucas chuckled. "Just making sure you're keeping up." Sophie rolled her eyes at their subtle jabs, but she was smiling as she stood between them. Their conversation naturally flowed into talk about the selection process. Lucas leaned against one of the nearby pillars, arms crossed. "This year's method is different from before." "Different how?" Noah asked, curious. "Usually, they just pick the representatives based on combat assessment scores and expedition performances. That's how we always did it," Lucas explained. "But after the disasters of the last two expeditions..." He let the words hang, and the unspoken truth was heavy between them. The last two expeditions had been catastrophic. Students had died. Some of the strongest from Year 3 were gone. The school couldn't afford another screw-up. "So what's the new strategy?" Noah asked. Lucas shrugged slightly. "That's what we're about to find out." And right on cue, a loudspeaker crackled to life. The sheer volume sent a wave of silence rolling through the hall as every conversation halted. Then came the voice—confident, commanding, and smooth. "Attention, students." Every head turned toward the center stage. And there she was. Miss Brooks. Noah's homeroom teacher. 1B's teacher. Sharp as always, dressed in an outfit that hugged her curves just enough to draw attention but still commanded authority. And judging by the way every single student turned their heads toward her, it wasn't just her words that caught attention. It was her. Noah, Lucas, and Sophie remained standing together as Miss Brooks greeted the hall, her voice calm yet firm. And with that, the real event was about to begin.

Chapter 144 Event begins

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