Online game: Only I can see the hidden information

Section C, Multimedia Classroom.

Professor Lan stood on the podium, breaking down basic knowledge like an enlightenment ceremony, and explaining it to many students.

"Many students have this question: since there is an eternal level, why is there still a [combat power test]? It seems redundant."

Professor Lan's words resonated with most of the students, who nodded in agreement.

"This combat power system was designed by the strongest being, Nightmare."

I participated in some of the work and can share my perspectives with you from a different angle.

"The original intention of the combat power system was to reduce casualties on the battlefield and maximize the combat power available to the human race."

This sentence has piqued the interest of many people.

How can a combat capability system be related to battlefield casualties?

Professor Lan continued,

"Calculating combat power is a very complex process that requires comprehensive consideration of various factors: level, talent, personality, experience, etc."

Eternal level is absolutely not equivalent to actual combat strength!

Ye Bai deeply agreed with Professor Lan's words.

Don't underestimate him just because he's only level 60. If you throw a War King in front of him, it's a piece of cake to take him down.

Professor Lan sighed.

"In the early stages of the bloody war, the fighting on the front lines often fell into a vicious cycle."

In areas where the fighting was arduous, even though higher-level experts had been dispatched, the results were far from ideal, as if adding fuel to the fire and needlessly costing many lives.

Our biggest headache at the time was that the command couldn't send the right people to the right battlefield.

"To avoid this situation, we designed today's combat power system..."

Professor Lan is organized and explains things in a simple and easy-to-understand way; he can explain a complex matter clearly in just a few words.

Even information that Ye Bai already knew could yield new insights when viewed from a different perspective after Professor Lan's explanation.

Old Lan, Old Lan, a country with an elder is like a treasure.

"We've noticed that level 200 is the dividing line between infantry and generals..."

During Professor Lan's general knowledge presentation, several lines of data appeared on the PPT, showing the approximate correspondence between levels and ranks.

Level 200 - Warrior Rank

Level 600 - War King Rank

Level 900 - War God Rank

Level 990 - Heavenly War God

Level 1000 - Supreme Warrior

"The strongest being is actually level 1000, is that the upper limit of the Eternal Tower?"

This was also the first time Ye Bai clearly understood the correspondence between [level - combat power].

of course,

Some geniuses and prodigies may be able to unleash extraordinary combat power and fight against opponents of higher levels even before they have reached the required level.

Thinking of this, Ye Bai looked at Liu Xueqi's shadow.

【Shadow·Ninety-Nine, LV.901】

As one of the weakest among the Kage-level experts, it was expected that she would just barely reach the threshold of becoming a War God.

Ye Bai looked down at his own shadow.

【Shadow Nine, LV? ???】

hiss--

Ye Bai's feelings were complicated at that moment.

I don't know whether to say the old guy was hiding his talent well, or that his SSS-level talent wasn't up to par.

The stronger Ying Jiu is, the safer Ye Bai will be.

Professor Lan's classes consist of only two sessions, totaling three hours.

When the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class, Professor Lan had just finished the last bit of his explanation, while all the students were still immersed in the ocean of knowledge, unable to extricate themselves.

"get out of class dismissed."

Goodbye, Mr. Lan!

Leaning on his cane, Professor Lan slowly walked out of the classroom under the watchful eyes of all his classmates.

"Cough cough."

Ye Bai coughed lightly twice.

Ying Jiu remained unmoved.

How dare you order around someone as powerful as Ninth Master?!

"photo..."

"You should have given it to me a long time ago!"

A dark shadow rose up, and Ying Jiu stretched out a thin, dry hand, the meaning of which was very clear.

Ye Bai took out the photos that had already been developed and asked in return,

"Nightmare, Traceless, Freedom—Choose one!"

"nightmare."

For Ying Jiu, there was no need to hesitate at all.

Upon receiving the photos, Ying Jiu didn't look at them immediately, but instead asked,

"What do you want?"

"This is a rather pointless matter, but I think it's better to say it out loud."

Ye Bai told Ying Jiu about Professor Lan's second awakening of his talent.

"I think that if the elderly person rests more, given the current situation, there is still a chance that they will live to be 200 years old."

"Why make it so complicated?"

Ying Jiu's words made Ye Bai feel that there was hope for this matter!

"Just send it directly to Wuhen; that guy has a way of handling it."

After hesitating for a moment, Ying Jiu added,

"It's related to Wuhen's talent, and only that guy can help Xiaolan."

"As for the success rate... I'm not sure, it depends on what Wuhen says."

In any case, the fact that Professor Lan has the opportunity to awaken a second time is fantastic news.

At least, it gave him a glimmer of hope.

I'm going out for a bit.

Ying Jiu left for less than five seconds before returning to Ye Bai's side.

"I've already told Xiao Lan about it. As for how he chooses to proceed, that's his own business."

...

office.

The old man sat in the chair, his face full of astonishment, unable to come to his senses for a moment.

An old friend just came over and brought me some explosive news!

"A second awakening of talent?"

"Living to two hundred years old is enough?!"

This news was like a windfall, leaving Professor Lan dizzy and disoriented.

He looked down at his shadow and muttered to himself.

"Really? Am I dreaming...?"

A burly man emerged from the shadows, with the number 11 tattooed on his right arm.

Film 11.

From the very beginning of the Shadow organization, the responsibilities of some positions have been fixed.

Shadow Nine: Protecting the Supreme Seed

Shadows 4, 5, 6, and 7: Guardians of the Everlasting Forest.

Throughout the series of Shadow Eleven, there has only been one mission: to protect Professor Blue.

Very few people know that Professor Lan was involved in the creation of [Lone Wolf] and [Shadow], including their early operations, which were all planned by him.

"Mr. Lan, we've known each other for twenty years."

Shadow Eleven said in a deep voice,

"My appearance today has already broken the rules, and I will accept whatever punishment Ninth Master may impose afterward."

"But I still have to tell you, don't go to the Abyss Dimension!"

Upon hearing this, Professor Lan's brows furrowed.

"Is that person's condition worse?"

Ying nodded, tacitly agreeing with this statement.

"According to the message sent back by the myna bird, that person is under a lot of pressure right now."

Since the appearance of the Asura, the demons of the Abyss have gone mad, launching no fewer than a hundred large-scale attacks, and the casualties on the front lines have more than doubled.

"This was to be expected; Shura is too strong, and he's grown too fast..."

Professor Lan rubbed his temples and sighed.

"My skills are too poor to see clearly."

I'll ask you a few questions. Ninth Brother won't make things difficult for you, otherwise I'll kill myself in front of him.

Shadow Eleven: ......

Professor Lan, who is known for his rigorous scholarship, suddenly made a joke that was out of character, which was quite unexpected.

Perhaps, the news of the second awakening has injected new vitality into the aging body.

Withered trees come back to life, and broken rivers begin to flow again.

Professor Lan asked,

"Will my trip to the Abyss Plane affect the overall situation of humanity?"

"Won't."

"Will Wuhen's intervention in my second awakening affect him personally?"

"have no idea."

What do you think the chances of success are?

"Less than 10%"

Professor Lan chuckled. "So tall!"

He relaxed, seemingly having made up his mind.

Shadow Eleven couldn't help but speak again.

"But if you just endure for a few more decades, things will fall into place naturally, and you will be able to awaken a second time!"

Given how much humans value Professor Lan, extending his life to 200 years old, or even another 200 years, would not be a problem!

One option is the risk-free, step-by-step secondary awakening that can be obtained without any problems.

The other option, however, carries enormous risks.

If they fail, Professor Lan could die!

This is what Shadow Eleven fears most!

"Child, please allow me to call you that, because many of you are just children in my eyes."

Professor Lan looked out the window; from this angle, he could just see the Eternal Tower.

"From the day this tower was built, I applied to be a volunteer and participate in the scientific research and exploration of the Eternal Tower."

"The method for awakening talent was discovered by Nightmare after I reminded him, and it was eventually popularized."

"The bloody battle that followed... well, let's not even talk about it."

"I have fought, I have failed, I have succeeded, and I have lived longer and experienced more than most of my peers."

"My long life has taught me one thing: never pin your hopes on tomorrow what you can hold in your hands today."

Professor Lan stood up, walked to the window, and moved closer to the Eternal Tower. Sunlight fell upon him, and his aged face was filled with determination. He spoke each word with a firm and resolute voice.

"I can't wait a hundred years."

"I, Lan Tianqi, can't wait even a second longer!"

Old Lan always carried a notebook with him, and he would write down a few words whenever something came to mind.

The notebook cover has a line of wild cursive script:

There once lived a scholar named Lan, whose fame reached the heavens, yet whose life was as fragile as paper.

These are the words Lan Tianqi left behind when he was mentally broken and gave up on himself after awakening his F-level talent.

Old Lan kept it, as an encouragement, a spur, and also... a sign of his discontent.

On this day, leaning against the small window, Old Lan took out his pen and slightly modified this passage.

This time, he used regular script, each stroke perfectly upright and powerful.

On the white paper, the ink was not yet dry, yet the ambition of the Kunpeng leaped vividly from the page.

All that could be seen was the blue sky writing:

There once lived a scholar named Lan, whose fame and fate were as great as the heavens!