My ability pool is superior to others

Chapter 181 The Fourth Death Battle

Silent all night.

Lu Bai woke up in the morning, washed up, and walked towards the Zudian campus as usual.

He didn't tell the siblings that he would be having a death match today.

Besides not wanting to make the siblings worry, on the other hand, I was too lazy to explain it again.

After all, in his opinion, the risk of a death fight is very low.

Different from normal death fighters, Lu Bai doesn't worry about his own safety from the bottom of his heart. With the existence of [Load Save], the death fighters can't pose any threat to him at all.

The only things that can be considered variables are probably the so-called clones.

The main reason is that he has never encountered it, so he still reserves the right to speak on this aspect.

……

Zudian Campus, at the school gate.

Pu Xueli was wearing a neatly ironed brown suit and standing with his hands behind his back.

"You came."

"Yes, I'm coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm already here."

Silence, long silence.

At the school gate, two people, like clay sculptures or wooden carvings, were facing each other, with the sun shining brightly on the holographic sky above their heads.

"I really don't understand why you have to be so anxious."

Pu Xueli smiled bitterly and turned around: "Forget it, come with me."

Lu Bai followed suit and said righteously, "Principal Pu is the head of our family and a pillar of the city. In this critical moment of life and death, he should make an unprecedented contribution to save the country. Only in this way can his name be recorded in history and his life will not be in vain."

"What a mess, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

Pu Xueli's mouth twitched and he waved his hand: "It seems that I was worrying for nothing. You are more relaxed than me."

Faculty and staff who have become official deathmatch players can go directly to the Victory Building, which is specially used for deathmatches, when they need to engage in a deathmatch duel. There are separate rooms in the building for faculty and staff to use.

You no longer have to stand and wait in places like multi-purpose halls like ordinary students.

Lu Bai followed Principal Pu through many twists and turns and soon arrived at an independent building.

Desheng Building has a total of six floors, each floor has nearly thirty rooms, and the area it covers is larger than some high-end hotels.

This scale is sufficient.

In fact, the official deathmatches would be delayed as much as possible, and would only happen once a year at most.

After greeting the manager at the door, Pu Xueli took Lu Bai into the building.

Without strolling in the corridor for too long, Pu Xueli randomly found an empty room.

He pointed at the LCD screen on the door, turned to Lu Bai and said, "Just register with your ID."

Lu Bai didn't waste any time and immediately took out his ID and swiped it.

After a short period of program reaction time, the door of the room opened with a crisp ring.

If Pu Xueli didn't think too highly of Lu Bai, he wouldn't have the right to bother explaining the process, which could be done by just any clerical-level teaching staff.

"I hope you come back alive."

Principal Pu looked Lu Bai up and down, said this, and turned away.

Lu Bai responded with a harmless smile.

……

The door of the room closed automatically.

The interior layout is not simple and neat, but more like a luxuriously decorated private homestay.

The solid wood wall feels delicate and has natural texture.

The bed placed in the middle is like a fine work of art, with delicate hand-carvings, full of the smell of money.

The expensive single sofa faces the one-way floor-to-ceiling window, through which you can clearly see the scene outside.

Lu Bai simply walked to the sofa and sat down, closing his eyes to rest. A sweet female voice sounded from the built-in speaker in the room.

"Hello, Team Leader Lu. I am Qu Yawen from the Internal Affairs Department. I will be the one serving you this time. If you have any needs, please feel free to contact me at any time."

The female voice is very soft, strictly controlled below 40 decibels.

"There is one hour and eighteen minutes left before your deathmatch begins. I hope you can relax and be in good condition..."

The speech is very slow and gentle, as if he is coaxing someone to sleep, and it doesn't make people feel irritated.

Of course, if you want to keep quiet or listen to some music, your request will be met as long as you ask.

In fact, Lu Bai doesn't really need this kind of relaxation or psychological counseling, but he doesn't dislike it either.

It is worth mentioning that even though he was not too worried about his safety in a life-and-death duel, the great man once said that we should despise the enemy strategically and take the enemy seriously tactically.

For this reason, Lu Bai spent a lot of extra time this month to understand the difference between the fourth round and the first three rounds.

Let’s not discuss for now whether the fourth round of death will actually result in death.

The biggest difference is the number of death fighters, which has been reduced from 500 in the first three rounds to 200.

There have also been changes in the stage of opening and selecting the ability pool.

The total number of people will be halved to open the second round of capacity pool, and then halved again to open the third round of capacity pool and announce the target tasks at the same time.

Also because the number of participants in the official deathmatch will be reduced, it will become particularly difficult for ordinary deathmatch players to obtain points.

What's more, according to unreliable information, the ratio of normal death fighters to clones is about 1:1, and saving one's life is the first goal of ordinary death fighters.

Lu Bai was thinking about all these things in his mind, and more than an hour passed quickly.

The mechanical reminder sound in my mind sounded at the right time.

【Ding! 】

[The fourth round of deathmatch begins. ]

[Transmission begins! 】

……

[Death Arena Number: 87****1970]

【Username: Smart Moffit】

[Main title worn: Pure Smile (two stars)]

[Already wearing the sub-titles: Crazy Slaughter (four stars), Ultimate Killer (four stars)]

[Talent: 103.8]

[Current points: 0]

[Current ranking: 200/200]

[Abilities:?, Flash, All Ink]

[Attention! The first round of ability pool has been opened and can be selected]

This time, Lu Bai didn’t have time to pay attention to the first round of the ability pool.

Because there were four other people sitting around him, and the titles on each of their heads revealed their identities as death fighters.

"Fuck, this is really a devastating start."

A middle-aged man with a crew cut smiled bitterly. He originally planned to strike first before everyone woke up.

However, after noticing the environment they were in, he immediately gave up the idea.

Looking around, there were bare walls on three sides, and the only side that allowed light to pass through was the prison door made of high-strength alloy.

The thickness is so great that it makes one despair just by looking at it.

There is no doubt that this is an extremely strict prison.

Lu Bai and the remaining three fighters looked around and realized this.

A thin young man wearing thin-framed glasses clapped his hands, drawing the attention of several people present to himself.

"Everyone, since we are off to a bad start, I think it would be better for us to give up our hostility and cooperate temporarily. How about that?"

(End of this chapter)