My Special Ability Is Perfect Replication Chapter 164 - Terrific Results, a World of Difference

Chapter 164 - Terrific Results, a World of Difference

Ling Jiu was not in a rush to go onstage because once he did it, the others would have lost their chance.
"Is there anyone else who wants to get assessed?"
The host looked at everyone. "The 30th place scores 230,000. Anyone who is confident that they can surpass 230,000 can come on stage for assessment."
Those trainees looked at each other, many shaking their heads, conceding. 230,000 points might not seem a lot, but it was still a terrifyingly high number. Most of them did not even exceed the 10,000-mark.
Save themselves from the embarrassment.
"That's strange. Why didn't I see Ling Jiu and Hao Shuai? Aren't their harvests more than Francis's?"
"Hard to say. They are indeed better than Francis in terms of strength, but as far as the harvest is concerned, that may not be the case."
"Indeed, Francis's ability could subdue monsters so well. His ability to sense monsters alone is much more efficient than us running around like a headless chicken."
"Yeah, with the help of Direbeast Radars Earth, this ability of his is redundant. But it could not have been more useful here on Pandora."
"Absolutely."
Francis hummed his p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e as he listened to the discussion going on around him. "So what if they are better than me in terms of strength? I am going to be No. 1 this time."
"Is there anyone else who wants to come up for an assessment?"
The host called out. "If there is no one else, the assessment is officially over—"
"I will do it!"
A voice came as a figure appeared in a flash on the stage.
"He is…"
"Hao Shuai!"
"He is Hao Shuai? He is damn handsome!"
"He wasn't known as the most handsome guy in Chang'an First High School for nothing."
"Hao Shuai has gone onstage, Yuhe."
Everyone's eyes were on Hao Shuai, Bai Ya, Francis, and others.
"I wonder how many monsters you have killed."
Francis clenched his fists quietly. He looked confident, but there was a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
Hao Shuai and Ling Jiu ruled the roost. No one could be absolutely confident of themselves in front of these two top dogs.
"Show me your harvest, Hao Shuai!"
As Hao Shuai released the monster bodies onto the stage with the wave of his hand, scanning equipment started to do its work.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The results were out in no time.
"Are there any more, Hao Shuai?"
"There are more."
He brought out the second batch, the third batch, the fourth batch, and on and on.
No 1: Hao Shuai, 1.02 million, Freedom Alliance.
"1.02 million?"
"Are you kidding me? How could he get so much harvest? Has this guy cheated?"
"The second-placed Francis has only 510,000. Yet Hao Shuai has twice as much at 1.02 million! How did he do that?"
Shock.
Surprise.
Disbelief.
Hao Shuai's achievement stunned everyone.
1.02 million.
The vast majority of trainees got a score no more than 10,000, a few over 10,000, a handful over 100,000, and only 30 trainees over 230,000.
So a score of 1.02 million was at a hyperbolic scale.
"1.02 million! He is indeed a matriculation camp-level genius. Hao Shuai's ability surpasses others by far."
"I thought Francis was not as strong as them, but his monster-subduing ability would close the gap with Hao Shuai. This is something I have never expected."
"The difference of brute strength between them is just too huge!"
"Since things have come to such a pass, we will see what Ling Jiu can do."
"Maybe 1.02 million is too high for Ling Jiu to challenge."
The camp commandants sitting on the platform were also discussing in low voices. At this time, Hao Shuai had stepped off the stage, and the host called out again.
"Anyone else?"
"Yuhe, it's my brother!"
Yang Ling-er exclaimed when she saw who was on the stage. "I wonder how much harvest Ling Jiu has got. He should do better than Hao Shuai, I guess?"
"Who knows?" Ai Yuhe sighed.
"Look, Sister, that pervert is finally up there."
Wangwang pouted. "Do you think his harvest can beat Hao Shuai?"
"I don't know." Bai Ya shook her head.
"That jerk!"
"Finally. He has appeared."
"This kid is finally up here. By the looks of him, I guess his harvest must be more than Hao Shuai."
"You never know."
everyone's eyes, including Francis, Hao Shuai, Zhou Ji, all the camp commandants, were on Ling Jiu again as he came onto the stage.
Everyone had a different expression. They were expectant, excited, nervous, or perturbed.
They felt differently.
Facing the gazes of everyone in the audience. With the wave of a hand, Ling Jiu brought out a part of the monster corpses he had harvested under the watchful eye of everyone.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
The scanning instrument quickly got to work
A second batch, a third batch, a fourth batch…
Half an hour later, the massive screen was showing Ling Jiu's result. Everyone went silent instantly with eyes glued to the massive screen.
Voices of exclamation rose after a while.
"Is he a human?"
"Terrific!"
"I don't understand how he did it."
"It is terrific! I have only gotten a score of less than 10,000, but Ling Jiu is in a different league. What makes us so different?"
"Sick! Ling Jiu is sick!"
"Mind-blowing!"
A wave of exclamation rose from the crowd.
It shocked Bai Ya and Wangwang, too.
No 1: Ling Jiu, 6.4 million, Super Training Camp
"I can't believe that this pervert…"
Wangwang was wide-mouthed. "6.4 million! How many monsters he has to kill?"
"Ling Jiu." Bai Ya mumbled to herself.
"6.4 million…"
Hao Shuai clenched his fists with a sullen look in his eyes. With three BUG abilities, he had always been the center of attention, the Number One person in everyone's eyes.
There was a halo on him and he was in the limelight wherever he went.
But since he met Ling Jiu, everything changed. Ling Jiu had taken everything away. He lost the competition and the hunting contest, and he lost it so badly.
1.02 million vs 6.4 million.
It was as different as night and day.
"Am I really not as good as Ling Jiu?" Hao Shuai muttered to himself, somewhat skeptical of his life.
"6.4 million! This jerk…"
Francis's face flushed. He wished the ground would swallow him up. At first, he was so confident that he could compete with Ling Jiu in the contest. But…
510,000 vs 6,400,000.
He had scored no less than ten times less. How could he even compete?
"Is he really Ling Jiu?" Han Chujun had a hard time describing her feelings. "Is he Ling Jiu, the one from the same base city as me?"
She did not regard Ling Jiu and Li Kai as her worthy challengers at first.
Her parents worked at the headquarters of the Vulcan Training Camp. With such a family background and support, and her awakened arcana so powerful, she thought she was one of the best.
Meanwhile, Ling Jiu and Li Kai were only arcanists with ordinary Earth Manipulation Arcana.
Arcanists like them could only join an arcana combine and be ordinary members at most.
If they were lucky, they might become a wilderness hunter, earning tens of millions a year, and becoming a successful person in the eyes of ordinary people.
But in Han Chujun's eyes, they were nobody. Never did she expect that Ling Jiu, who she always looked down upon, had achieved such a terrific result.
He was now the Number One in the training camp with a terrific score of 6.4 million.
She could not hold a candle to both of them.
"What have I missed?"