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Doomsday Roulette

Chapter 1942: Scene Simulation 🎭

Published: February 12, 2025

"The rules are actually very simple. First, the thousand-person commander and the deputy commander of a thousand do not need to participate in this short-term test, and this will also apply in the future."

"Second, the rules for the short-term assessment are variable, which means I make the call. Of course, I will discuss with the thousand-person commanders."

"Third, this assessment is divided into three parts, but there is only one core method: combat."

"It will be the newly formed Assault Camp, which has been established for less than ten days, battling against everyone else except for the thousand-person commander."

Ye Zhongming had only begun to explain his rules, yet the bronze masked warriors below could not contain themselves.

"What? The Assault Camp is fighting all of us? They only have sixty-five people! How can they confront nearly ten thousand warriors?"

Moreover, even if the thousand-person commander does not engage, there are still many powerful warriors outside of their ranks; this newly appointed Lord Commander Qing Tong should be aware of that. And what about those warriors from the Assault Camp? How strong is the highest-ranking among them?

"I haven't finished yet." Ye Zhongming's cold voice carried a hint of mental energy, silencing all the noise.

"There are three parts: the first part is twenty versus twenty, the second part is thirty versus the captain, and the third part is sixty-five versus everyone."

"All you thousand-person commanders come here."

After Ye Zhongming spoke, he looked towards the back where twenty thousand-person commanders approached.

"You can choose who will participate in the battles; I will choose the battlefield. Any objections?"

What could these thousand-person commanders say? Could they refuse? Someone is challenging nearly ten thousand of them with just sixty-five people, and if they don’t allow him to choose the battlefield, how scared must they be?

After discussing, the thousand-person commanders agreed— for the sake of fairness and equal opportunity, they would divide evenly. Each team would send eleven people and then select the five strongest hundred-person commanders, gathering a team of one hundred and fifteen.

Each person has one unique opportunity to participate; they can choose which match to enter.

Soon, these one hundred and fifteen people were automatically divided into groups of twenty, thirty, and sixty-five.

With everything ready, all the bronze warriors looked at Ye Zhongming.

The meaning was clear; they were all prepared, what about your Assault Camp?

Ye Zhongming stood calmly, casually clapping his hands.

Soon, a synchronized sound of footsteps echoed from one side of the staircase as a fierce team approached.

The thousand-person commanders in the front narrowed their pupils.

They had the highest strength and could see things a bit more than ordinary warriors.

Ordinary warriors noticed that their once familiar comrades had a few new pieces of equipment, while the focus for these thousand-person commanders was more on the completely different aura that these warriors exuded.

They couldn’t understand how, in less than ten cosmic days, such a significant change had occurred in these people.

No wonder this newly appointed Lord Commander Qing Tong spoke with such confidence about using these sixty-five people to confront the entire Bronze Camp.

However… while their aura had changed, in such a short time, a qualitative leap in strength was impossible. They may have become a bit stronger, and their progress might be faster than other bronze warriors, but to challenge over a hundred powerful comrades, perhaps they were still lacking?

Several thousand-person commanders looked again at the one hundred and fifteen selected warriors. They were sure that these were the elite from each thousand-person team, and even if a few were overlooked, it wouldn’t be many. Even Jie Kui, who was a close confidant of Ye Zhongming, sent out only experts. What gave this Lord Commander such great confidence?