What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Thinking of this, Zhou Bin took a deep breath.

He carefully straightened his clothes and appearance, then stood up, holding onto the armrests of the chair with both hands.

He strode out of the VIP seating area and walked up the steps to the huge arena in the center of the venue.

He walked to the center of the ring and stopped.

The Yuan energy of the Nine Heavens Realm circulated wildly, converging along the meridians.

"Everyone! Please be quiet!"

Zhou Bin opened his mouth and let out a loud shout mixed with powerful Yuan energy, instantly drowning out the noise of 100,000 people in the venue.

The sound waves rolled and echoed under the huge dome.

The boisterous audience suddenly stopped.

Ten thousand pairs of eyes turned and focused on Zhou Bin in the center of the arena.

"Who are you?!"

The retired veteran pointed at Zhou Bin and shouted.

Zhou Bin did not answer immediately.

He raised his head, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, his face filled with grief and indignation.

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After a long pause, he slowly began to speak.

"I am Zhou Bin, the Vice President of Cangyun Martial Arts University!"

Zhou Bin loudly announced his identity, his voice amplified by Yuanli and carried to every corner.

Upon hearing the words "Vice President of Cangyun Martial Arts University," a murmur arose from the audience.

"Are they from Cangyun Martial Arts University?"

"The students from Wuhan University were also inside this time, what was he doing standing up?"

"Have you come to the federation to seek justice?"

Zhou Bin didn't give the audience much time to think.

He suddenly raised his arm, pointing his finger directly at the hundreds of lifeless black screens in mid-air, his voice full of inflammatory rhetoric.

"For the past month, I've been sitting here just like you, my heart aching!"

Zhou Bin's voice began to tremble, and his eyes turned red at a visible speed.

She gave it her all.

A few tears even welled up in her eyes.

"Those are our human children! They are the pride of heaven, painstakingly nurtured by our twelve martial arts academies!"

"They should have had bright futures; they should have become the pillars of our human race's future!"

"But what about now?!"

Zhou Bin turned around and faced the empty podium, his eyes wide with anger.

"University Union!"

"Come out and take a look!"

"It was you who insisted on changing the competition rules and setting the venue in the dangerous Class B area!"

"This resulted in a large-scale attack by alien races! Hundreds of elite students are now in dire straits!"

"A whole month has passed without a word! And your federation is just turning a deaf ear, not even offering a single explanation!"

Zhou Bin suddenly turned around, facing the 100,000 spectators, and raised his arms high.

"This is dereliction of duty!"

"This is blatant disregard for human life!"

"Hundreds of precious lives were lost on the battlefield of the heavens because of your flawed decisions!"

"The Academic Union must give an explanation to the entire human race!"

Zhou Bin's desperate shouting instantly ignited the already suppressed anger in the audience's hearts.

The response was like a tidal wave, the roaring sound waves creating a hurricane-like effect on the flat surface.

"Yes! We must give an explanation!"

"Dereliction of duty! Murderer!"

"Our human elites are not meant to be harmed like this!"

"No wonder we've been suppressed by the alien race for so many years, our positions confined to the outer areas!"

The roar in the venue rose again, becoming even more ferocious than before.

"Excellent, the effect is outstanding!"

Zhou Bin chuckled inwardly, but maintained an indignant expression on his face.

He turned around abruptly, raised his hands and pressed them down, signaling the audience to be quiet.

His acting remained consistently excellent; he feigned a heartbroken expression and reached out to wipe away tears from the corners of his eyes.

"I know it's too late to say anything now. The children are gone forever."

Zhou Bin's voice began to grow low and sorrowful.

"The authorities are not doing anything, and the federation is playing dead."

"But we who are alive cannot let the heroes' blood be shed in vain! We cannot let the families who lost their children be heartbroken!"

Zhou Bin raised his head, his gaze firm, and announced loudly.

"I, Zhou Bin, am here today to make a statement on behalf of the Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce of Cangyun Prefecture!"

"Since the authorities aren't taking any action, then our Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce will step in!"

"The Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce will immediately contribute 300 million credit points to establish a dedicated compensation fund for students killed in the Grand Competition!"

Zhou Bin patted his chest, looking righteous and awe-inspiring.

"The families of all students who lost their lives in this competition will receive the highest possible compensation from the Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce!"

"If the government won't compensate, our Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce will!"

"If the authorities don't care, our Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce will!"

The words fell.

The entire main venue fell into a brief silence.

Then.

"good!!!"

Someone shouted it out.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous applause and cheers erupted like a volcanic eruption in the 100,000-seat stands.

"Look at the vice president of Cangyun Martial Arts University, how responsible he is!"

The man in the baseball cap clapped enthusiastically until his palms turned red.

"This is someone who truly cares about our human race!"

The man in the short shirt wiped away his tears and gave Zhou Bin a thumbs up on the stage.

"Exactly! Look at the authorities, when something goes wrong they just cower like turtles, not daring to utter a single word!"

"The vice principal personally funded 300 million yuan! Without even blinking an eye, he directly established a compensation fund! The authorities haven't made a single move; it's utterly disheartening!"

The retired veteran stood on the chair and raised his arms in a shout.

"We need leaders like this! We need people like Vice Principal Zhou who truly care about the human warriors!"

"Well done, Vice Principal Zhou!"

"Down with the Federation! Support Vice Principal Zhou!"

Praises, support, and insults against the university association converged into a massive torrent of public opinion, surging wildly within the venue.

In the center of the arena.

Zhou Bin maintained a sorrowful yet resolute expression, repeatedly nodding to the audience around him.

But inside, he was overjoyed.

"It's done."

Zhou Bin lowered his head, concealing the smug smile on his lips.

Three hundred million credit points, while a considerable amount for the Zhou Clan Chamber of Commerce, are not enough to cripple it.

This money was used to gain the fervent support of 100,000 spectators from the entire human race, and to gain such immense prestige.

This deal was incredibly profitable!

Once this incident escalates, Zhou Bin's name will spread throughout the twelve prefectures of the human race.

At that time, let alone being a mere vice-principal of Cangyun Martial Arts University, even if he were to compete for a high-level position in the Federation, he would have an extremely high chance of winning.

He listened to the cheers that rose higher and higher around him.

Zhou Bin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He was very satisfied with the result.

He had perfectly stirred the audience's emotions to their peak.

The federation was mired in a quagmire, while Zhou Bin was elevated to a pedestal.

At this moment when the whole audience was in a frenzy and public opinion reached its peak.

Sudden.

The space on the platform began to distort, and figures appeared on the platform.