Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 80 - 0 Rehearsal (Continue to add more for the Alliance

Chapter 80: 080 Rehearsal (Continue to add more for the Alliance Hierarch to accompany me to the end of time)_1

Chapter 80: 080 Rehearsal (Continue to add more for the Alliance Hierarch to accompany me to the end of time)_1

“How did the BOSS die?” Gao Ming climbed up from the ground and asked.

“I lured him with a seed explosion, led him to chase after Wang San, then took advantage of the situation to harvest Mr. Zhao and Qiao Pingjiang, and with the surge in attributes, I split him in half from behind,” Duge explained succinctly.

“Fuck! Feng Qi, it really is you!” Gao Ming was stunned.

“Genuine article,” Duge nodded.

“Son of a bitch, give me back my simulation career,” Gao Ming screamed emotionally, pouncing over and grabbing Duge’s neck, shaking him back and forth. “Do you think we had it easy? After eating synthetic food for eighteen years, we finally got a chance to enjoy a few days in the simulation. And just as I get in, you damn thing kick me out. Give me back my simulation…”

“Stop making a fuss,” Duge pushed Gao Ming’s hands away. “I didn’t expect it to turn out so big either; I was completely forced into a corner. I was staked out from the start, without even the host’s memories. To not get eliminated, I had to go big. What could I do?”

“So, you just made it to the top of the simulation?” Gao Ming grit his teeth.

“I had no choice but to wrap things up later!” Duge sat back at his desk and pretended to be casual as he pulled out a book called ‘History of Qiyuan Star Civilization’ from the shelf. “Otherwise, I wouldn’t know how to face Tiger.”

Resting his chin on his hand and glancing at Gao Ming, he started flipping through the book in his hands, page by page, acting like a nervous person rummaging through a book to dissipate tension.

But his Rear Eye, was collecting information from the book ten lines at a time.

At this point, Duge discovered that his spiritual power seemed to have come with him too, processing information at a rapid pace.

Gao Ming didn’t notice anything off with Duge and stared at him intently: “How come I never realized you had this talent before? Could it be you’re one of those who don’t show off unless there’s trouble, a genius who only bursts onto the scene when faced with a challenge?”

“I guess that must be it,” Duge nodded earnestly.

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“Pfft! Genius, my foot, you just had dumb luck,” Gao Ming spat vehemently. “Give me back my simulation…”

“Stop fooling around,” Duge straightened up and placed the book right side up in front of him. “I also think I just had dumb luck. I bulldozed my way through, thinking that if I succeeded, great, and if I failed, at least I’d have gone out with a bang, not a wasted trip. But then I accidentally snagged first place. You better think about how we’re going to explain this to Tiger. If he pins his hopes on me and then I blow my cover in the next simulation, it’s going to be embarrassing.”

Duge didn’t understand what the teacher intended, so he had to get some information from his simple-minded roommate first, to gauge the school’s reaction to his first-place ranking based on his response.

The talk with Gao Ming was essentially a rehearsal before meeting the teacher, to prevent any giveaway later on.

“What’s there to be ashamed of, it’s just a simulation,” Gao Ming said. “It’s not like the regular schools haven’t had a top simulation rank before. With ten million examinees and over three thousand examination rooms each year, do you really think the elite academies can monopolize the first place? If that were the case, why would we even bother competing? We might as well just wash up, go to sleep, and head for the factories earlier.”

He sighed, looking at Duge with regret. “The hard part is the graduation assessment! You damn dog, why did you have to waste your luck now? It would have been so much better if you secured first place in the graduation assessment. You could’ve been promoted to a warrior, reaching great heights. Then your brother could’ve clung to your coattails, following you upwards…”

Ten million examinees, over three thousand examination rooms.

Duge collected another key piece of information and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With so many exam rooms operating concurrently, his first place really wouldn’t stand out that much.

It’s like being an average student who, by chance, secures the top score in the city’s end-of-term exams of the first year of high school.

Besides the students’ parents and the school, who cares who you are?

Maybe not even the classmates from the same class would take it seriously, at most they would discuss it for a couple of days.

However, with ten million examinees in the same year, extrapolating upwards from eighteen years old, there must be at least a billion people in this country. Not a small number, huh!

Why do they still need to eat synthetic food?

“Who says I can’t take first place again in the future!” Duge recalled his personal profile on the desk, the notebooks, and the neat list of precautions written on the flyleaf and smiled.

A person who still cares about their regular grades right before an assessment must be extremely competitive at heart.

Duge looked at Gao Ming and said, “Old Gao, if I can get first place once, I can keep it up. Luck can be used up, but my experience of success is mine, right? This is something you can only dream of, Old Gao. Just wait and see me rise to the top and you’ll be clinging to my coattails!”

When conversing, repeating key words from the other’s sentences can quickly dissolve barriers and bring people closer mentally. Duge skillfully used this social technique.

“Get lost,” Gao Ming replied, “If even you, a damn cur, can get first place, then why can’t I? Just you wait, in three years it might be you hugging my coattails!” He snickered, taking pleasure in his misfortune. “However, you’ve probably not had a good time these past few days.”

“What happened?” asked Duge.

At that moment.

Duge found the special chapter titled “Alien Civilization Invasion” in the index.

On the index, the original Duge had also written the words “Shame” in pen.

Duge glanced at the page numbers, multitasking as he continued flipping through the book. After seeing the content, he was stunned and suddenly understood what everyone meant by Alien Battlefield.

“Playing dumb, huh,” Gao Ming said with a chuckle, arms crossed. “You got first place, but you ended up kicking everyone out of the school. What do you think they’ll do to you? Do you dare go outside and shout ‘I am Feng Qi’?”

“Even if I said it, no one would believe me!” Duge replied.

“Crap!” Gao Ming swore again. “Anyway, once the grades are published, you can’t escape this. How could you possibly be first?”

After speed-reading the chapter on civilization invasion, Duge let out a sigh, closed the book, and thought to himself, Poor civilization, it’s been completely destroyed!

But with this background, his issue with body-snatching shouldn’t be too concerning.

Duge smiled, stood up, and said, “Let’s go, Gao Ming. Tiger is waiting for me!”

“Let him wait, what’s the rush? Just out of the assessment and they don’t even let a person catch their breath?” Gao Ming complained. “Old Du, tell me more about the simulation event. Is ‘maintenance’ really your keyword?”

“We’ll talk about it with Tiger. It’s tiring to repeat the same thing twice,” said Duge.

“Dang, you’ve become so arrogant!” Gao Ming glared. “Just ’cause you got first place, you think you’re not yourself anymore?”

“Let’s go, we’re in the same dorm, I can’t run away,” Duge replied with a smile. “By the way, tell me about yourself. What’s your advanced skill?”

“Repay evil with evil,” replied Gao Ming. “When faced with someone who has wronged me, all my attributes increase multiple times, and the harsher the offense, the higher the multiplier.”

“How did you end up with such a trash skill?” Duge asked, astonished.

“Who knows, I don’t control my advanced skill…” Gao Ming mumbled, then asked again, “Is ‘maintenance’ really your keyword or not?”

“Yeah!” Duge nodded.

“How do you use a support keyword so violently?” Gao Ming inquired. “Especially that move of stabbing from behind, that can’t possibly have anything to do with maintenance, right?”

“Who knows, maybe it’s a BUG!” Duge replied.

“Stop joking. The simulator is provided by the Pan-Cosmic Entertainment Company, their technology is at least eight dimensions ahead of us. I don’t believe in your BUG, I don’t believe the simulator could have a BUG,” Gao Ming said, giving Duge a look. “Come on, tell me what your keyword really is?”

Duge chuckled and said, “I’m not telling you. We’ll talk about it with Tiger…”