I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 378 Civilization Trial 1.0
In the viewing room of the Civilization Trial Arena, after reaching a secret agreement, Observer No. 11839 and Resonance Hunter looked at the Civilization Trial 1.0 that had already been set up, their eyes gleaming with greed.

In the audience, explorers from various civilizations chattered excitedly.

"Salas has arrived on Earth. I wonder how he is doing?"

“I’m certainly very satisfied. I just detected a faint particle flow between Salas’s Resonance Hunter and Observer.”

Hey hey hey.

I understand everything I understand.

There are always loopholes in the rules. A mere nascent civilization at level 0.7 would have been completely devoured long ago if it weren't for the slight increase in attention it received.

"I'm becoming more and more curious about carbon-based humanoid beings. Why are the Spikes Civilization, the Zerg, and Salas all interested in them?"

Salas is what they call themselves. Other civilizations prefer to call them the Eternal Echoers.

They are not made of matter, but a spiritual civilization born in the early stages of the Big Bang, composed of pure consciousness and memory information.

After joining the Covenant, they described themselves as the first poem of the universe and the guardians of all lost civilizations.

They dislike technology and prefer to seek the path of evolution in the universe as spiritual beings.

This is somewhat similar to the [Domain Lord], but not the same. The [Domain Lord] can descend and cross the consciousness bridge, but the speed of movement of the physical body is constrained by the laws of physics.

Salas, being in pure spirit form, cannot travel via the consciousness bridge, and their movement speed is very slow without relying on warp drive spaceships.

To some extent, the existence of Salas near Earth is a very low probability event, yet it happened nonetheless.

Number 11839 smirked; Salas had a core dilemma. As pure consciousness entities, they had lost the ability to experience "novelty" and "creativity."

Their minds are limitless, yet they can only cycle and echo within existing memories and information, as if trapped in a silent library with an infinite collection of books.

So, is their interest in Earth's humans due to their creativity?
Number 11839 pressed the switch to the Civilization Trial Grounds, and indifferently thought that the secrets hidden on Blue Star would eventually be unearthed.

On the entire planet Blue, the voice that destroyed all order resounded once again in the sea of ​​human consciousness.

[The Civilization Trial Grounds have officially begun. All participants, please prepare yourselves. The draw ratios are as follows: China 50%, America 40%, Russia 30%...]

Survival is your only mission; extinction means eternal death.

Remember, every moment you struggle is proof of the value of your civilization. Begin, in the trial grounds, to compose the final chapter or the prelude to humanity's rise on Earth.

Professor Liu and his wife had just gotten off the plane and hadn't even had time to collect their luggage when they heard this global broadcast.

50%? 40%?

What does this ratio mean?
"Old Liu..." The teacher's wife had just opened her mouth when she suddenly widened her eyes and her hair stood on end.

Suddenly, a glowing halo appeared beneath both her and Lao Liu's feet. The next second, she felt dizzy and disappeared from the airport.

The same scenes unfolded in almost every country that qualified.

In a densely packed base in China, a researcher stared at the circle of light beneath his feet, speaking rapidly: "Body temperature normal, heartbeat normal, consciousness normal, time flow normal..."

Before he could finish speaking, he vanished from the spot.

Nearly half of the people at the meeting, like him, were taken away by a mysterious halo.

Stacks of reports, having lost their owner, scattered from the air.

Those who remained behind turned ashen-faced.

Good heavens! So that's what 50% means!

Half of the Chinese population was drawn into the trial grounds: students, children, doctors, nurses, soldiers, leaders...

The ship, having lost its helmsman, crashed into the riverbank.

Car accidents are rampant everywhere because drivers are missing. The 119 emergency call center is ringing incessantly, but only one operator remains.

The plane, still flying in the air, plummeted from thousands of meters in altitude like a bird that had lost power, because it had no captain.

Many police stations and fire stations are empty and deserted, with only the flickering computer screens and printers still spitting out paper as evidence of how busy they used to be.

"Damn it!" The big leader, who was lucky enough not to be selected, could no longer control himself and slammed his fist heavily on the wooden table, his facial muscles spasming with anger.

"They really don't treat us like human beings!"

They don't care at all what impact taking so many people away from Earth will have!
As if remembering something, the senior leader quickly turned his head to look at Lin Xiaohe in the video and let out a long sigh.

It's good that Lin Xiaohe is still here.

The pilot, still in control of the aircraft, was on the verge of tears: "Principal Lin...you absolutely cannot be hurt! If you also end up in the training grounds, who will we turn to for help?!"

There was a halo beneath Lin Xiaohe's feet, but this halo was different from the others.

It's like a snake trying to connect its head and tail, but it can't seem to succeed.

Under Lin Xiaohe's curious gaze, the halo seemed to give up completely, turning into countless points of light that floated upwards.

Lin Xiaohe felt a little regretful. She wanted to try her luck in the trial grounds, but why was the aperture so useless?!
In the sky, the scene of the training grounds became clearer and clearer.

It was a familiar planet, like a twin of Earth.

However, from a space perspective, it looks as if someone is holding a piece of chalk and randomly drawing an irregular shape in the blue sky.

Upon entering the training ground, Professor Liu held his wife's hand tightly and looked up at the sky.

They were still in Q City, only it was winter.

The surrounding area is filled with exquisite ice sculptures, and not far away, there are castles and other buildings made of ice sculptures.

They are bathed in sunlight, as beautiful as a fairy tale.

Professor Liu and his wife were shivering from the cold. Professor Liu tried to make a fuss: "This is the Ice and Snow World? Not bad, no need to buy tickets, no need to queue, we can come in and play. Hehehe... It's pretty good, hehehe."

The professor's wife hugged Professor Liu tightly. They were both wearing short sleeves, and their hands were almost numb from the cold after just a short while: "Look at the sky."

A flash of light appeared in the distance and rapidly expanded, soon enveloping the area where Professor Liu and his wife were in a huge shadow.

……

"Wow, is this Ma Liang's magic paintbrush?"

"Tsk tsk tsk. Number 11839 is really ruthless, setting such a difficult question for the very first challenge. Earth is doomed."

"Sigh, it hurts. Humanoid carbon-based life forms in China are very valuable! Hundreds of millions of them died in the trial grounds, sigh, sigh, sigh."

The alien audience grumbled and complained, feeling that Salas was too ruthless and that the Resonance Hunter's behavior was unseemly.

Just then, information from Earth began to circulate rapidly through the Civilization Trial Grounds.

These are the last words of a member of Salas.

Don't fall in love, it'll make you stupid!

Stay away from Earth, stay away from China!

Lin Xiaohe is not human!

Feeling lost and confused.

What's wrong with them? These warnings and the initial excitement are almost a 180-degree reversal.

And Lin Xiaohe, she's not human? Then what species is she? Is she very valuable?