Two hundred years ago, the rules of a game descended upon reality. Blue Star grew to ten thousand times its original size, and countless folded spaces and abyssal rifts tore open across the land like festering sores. Monsters ran rampant, alien races invaded, and the firearms humanity had once been so proud of became scrap metal before the power of mysterious laws. It wasn’t until the era of “Universal Class Advancement” began that humanity finally managed to gain a foothold in this cruel apocalypse.
Linhai City, Third High School, Class Advancement Plaza.
The scorching July sun was like a blazing furnace, baking the rubber track until it gave off a pungent smell. The plaza was packed with graduating seniors, their voices rising in a racket like a market in the middle of a commotion. Every eye was fixed on the ten-meter-tall black class advancement testing monument in the center of the plaza. Their gazes burned with fervor, unease, fear, and undisguised greed.
Today was the day that would decide their fates.
“Damn it, God, bless me! Jade Emperor, Buddha, Jesus Christ, all of you, bless me! Let me awaken a combat class! I’d take even the most useless trainee shield bearer! Just don’t give me a civilian class, and I’ll burn incense for you every day when I get home!” Wang Kai, a chubby boy in the crowd, clasped his hands together and muttered frantically. Sweat on his forehead fogged up his thick lenses.
Qin Yuan, standing beside Wang Kai, said nothing. He wore a cheap, faded T-shirt, and his frame was lean. Beneath his tousled hair, his eyes were startlingly calm, almost cold.
