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    Sir, the coastal Navy general has already sent his men over.

    The other party is the Navy Chief of Staff, and he wishes to meet you in person.

    Inside the Dongyang Safe Zone, Yenir frowned slightly. Annoyed, he put down the Spirit Energy Crystal in his hand and slowly raised his head.

    Once the second round of selections ended ahead of schedule, he immediately advanced to the next stage as the top candidate.

    After confirming this, he didn’t waste another moment—he simply intended to return and gear up for the final contest.

    But he hadn’t expected the commotion he caused to be far greater than he’d imagined.

    His battle style in two consecutive selections earned him a slew of gruesome nicknames from survivors across Nagasaki and the surrounding Battle Zones.

    According to Hirata, despite taking out so many contestants, he ended up being idolized by countless survivors.

    Especially among the younger groups, who gathered outside the Dongyang Safe Zone to rally as his fervent supporters.

    Not only that, but both the Nagasaki authorities and the New Capital military quickly sent representatives over.

    Are you here to get the details, or have you already sent someone to contact me?

    He furrowed his brows.

    Suddenly realizing he’d gone a bit overboard, Yenir sighed in resignation. Still, he wasn’t really worried.

    He had already formulated responses for both his innate talent and his overall abilities.

    As long as they didn’t insist on prying into his system interface, there wouldn’t be any problem.

    With the talent he’d shown, the Japanese military wouldn’t feel compelled to pressure him, would they?

    If they did force his hand…

    Then he’d have no choice.

    His counterfeit identity had already been duplicated by Dongyang. Thanks to the unwavering loyalty of the Otherworldly Ghost, his true identity was completely secure.

    With that thought, Yenir simply nodded—indicating he was ready for a meeting.

    It was unavoidable.

    If there was one major challenge to infiltrating the Japanese Battle Zone, Yenir believed it was his identity.

    This was an issue he’d have to confront sooner or later.

    …………..

    A few minutes later.

    Observing the awestruck gaze of the Third-Stage Advanced Awakener who was scrutinizing him, Yenir simply maintained a cold, laconic demeanor as he sat calmly and absorbed the Spirit Energy Crystal.

    Yet, perhaps it was exactly this composure that convinced the Staff Officer he had the right quality.

    What an intense aura! There’s a hidden edge!

    As expected—a true genius! Even with his extraordinary talent, he’s still pushing himself further! That’s exactly the mark of brilliance!

    Not at all bothered.

    Hiranohara silently admired him; he instantly noted that even in their encounter, Yenir was diligently honing his abilities.

    With a natural aura that acted like a built-in filter, he couldn’t help but compare Yenir to the batch of second-generation prodigies from New Capital.

    Having rarely risen from the lower ranks by joining a prominent clan, he was immediately impressed to learn that Yenir, too, had emerged from humble beginnings without any powerful backing.

    Mr. Zemei, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I apologize for the intrusion.

    I am Hiranohara, Staff Officer of the Second Group Army of the Greater Japanese Navy!

    I’m sure you’re well aware of why I’m here!

    I must say, your display has stunned the entire military! It’s geniuses like you that are bolstering the strength of the Greater Japanese military!

    Lavishing praise without reserve, and seeing Yenir offer merely a slight nod, Hiranohara wasted no time. With a solemn expression, he extracted a Talent Testing Crystal and a Power Testing Device from his spatial equipment.

    My apologies.

    Mr. Zemei! The military harbors no suspicions about you; it’s just that for future selections, you’ll need to have your talent retested.

    I assure you, these test results will remain confidential! And based on your true talent, the Cabinet has already ranked you among the top ten Divine Warriors!

    Now, Mr. Zemei, please cooperate. I’m acting on the Council’s orders and need your assistance.

    As he listened to Hiranohara’s extremely respectful request, Yenir’s heart skipped a beat. In that silent moment, he realized the Japanese military still had their reservations about his true rank.

    After all, his performance had been rather extravagant.

    Yenir didn’t mind at all—his true strength was merely Third-Stage Mid-level…

    The only problem was…

    Judging by his demeanor, it was as if he was implying that if Yenir’s talent were truly exceptional, he’d be fast-tracked into the top three—or even first—among Divine Warriors. Were the Japanese military afraid that their chosen prodigies might falter?

    Hmmm…

    Should he downplay his abilities and blitz through the Japanese Battle Zone’s prodigies, or reveal his true talent?

    SSS-Level—could that really be a bit too much?

    Chapter Summary

    Yenir learns that the coastal Navy general has sent a delegation, led by the Navy Chief of Staff, to meet him. Inside the Dongyang Safe Zone, he reflects on his over-the-top performance in recent selection rounds, which earned him both praise and suspicion among survivors and authorities. As rumors spread across Nagasaki and nearby battle zones, Yenir prepares for the final contest. During a tense encounter with Staff Officer Hiranohara and Mr. Zemei, doubts about his true talents arise, leaving him to consider whether to conceal or showcase his real abilities.

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