Gods: The Swarm

Seeing that everyone was present, Lu Zhong introduced Han Fei: "This is Feng Yaqin from Class 2, and she is also a member of the team representing our school."

At this point, Lu Zhong paused, looked at Han Fei with a subtle expression, and then continued: "You should communicate well and understand each other's reality. This is a collision between people from your own school. It's best not to cause internal friction. I will go to the middle to get the competition number plate first."

After speaking, Lu Zhong floated towards the middle area, probably to handle the competition matters and collect the competition number.

Hearing Lu Zhong's words, Han Fei just thought about it and roughly guessed what he meant.

This is to let him show his real strength. If he bumps into Feng Yaqin in the competition, it would be best to make the opponent surrender and admit defeat, avoiding losses to the opponent and causing internal friction in the school.

"Xueba, how have you developed in the past few years? My progress is huge, and my followers have exceeded 10,000, hehe." Seeing Lu Dongzhong leave, Lang Xue didn't understand the meaning of Lu Dongzhong's words at all, and couldn't wait to show off his achievements in the past few years to Han Fei.

"It's OK." After answering Langxue's question, Han Fei turned to look at Feng Yaqin: "Hello, Feng Yaqin, I have heard of you in school. Can you tell me about your current strength?"

Feng Yaqin glanced at Han Fei coldly and said lightly: "The strength is not based on words, but on real collisions. Who surrenders still depends on the strength of the situation."

Hearing Feng Yaqin's answer, Han Fei smiled helplessly. It seems that Lu Zhong is not a good image in the minds of the students in Class 2. He also heard the meaning of Lu Zhong's words before he left.

"You misunderstood, Teacher Lu just simply wants to avoid internal friction in the school. In fact, I don't care. I hope we won't meet each other in the competition." Han Fei was too lazy to explain Feng Yaqin's defensive attitude.

Anyway, the situation on the battlefield can be seen from outside. He doesn't believe that after seeing the horror of the insect swarm, there will be any idiots who will come to fight him head-on.

With his current strength, it is not difficult to beat up his friends here. Just from the area of ​​the divine domain of the participants from other colleges around, it can be seen that there is not even a divine domain that exceeds one million kilometers.

No longer paying attention to Feng Yaqin, Han Fei turned around and chatted with Lang Xue to kill time.

After more than ten minutes, Lu Zhong came back, holding three number plates in his hand and handed them to the three people.

"This is your competition number, take it well, and the number of the opponent will be displayed on the divine domain of the field manager after the game."

Feng Yaqin took the lead in taking one of the three number plates, followed by Lang Xue, and when Han Fei was left, only the last number plate was left.

With an indifferent attitude, Han Fei took the license plate and scanned it casually, and saw the three big characters 996 appear on the license plate.

Han Fei's mouth twitched, and his heart was madly running wild: "What a bad fate! Is it really the way of heaven, who can escape it?"

Since crossing into this world, Han Fei felt that he had never rested, and he was even more hardworking than in his previous life.

Before crossing, he was a laboratory administrator of a pharmaceutical company. In order to exploit the employees in the laboratory, he would give others crazy encouragement and even help them personally.

For the year-end performance appraisal, he voluntarily took the lead in working overtime crazily, and even occasionally helped with some work of laboratory assistants, which made everyone in the entire laboratory fly.

As an administrative manager, his job actually didn't have so many things to do. He had no choice but not to go home, in order to ensure that everyone in the laboratory could be encouraged at any time, and to instill spiritual chicken soup, so that everyone in the laboratory could work crazy.

He secretly played the StarCraft ladder competition in the office crazily. After each game, he left and went out to patrol. He did this for three consecutive days. As a result, he died of liver failure in the office.

"It seems that I can't escape the fate of overtime in this life, but fortunately I am working for myself now. Persistence is victory." After re-adjusting his mentality, Han Fei silently put the license plate into his body.

After waiting for two days at the competition venue, with the arrival of all the personnel, the national league finally began.

Three half-god phantoms appeared at the same time on the three billion-kilometer-level divine domains in the center, and a circle of thoughts spread in all directions.

Han Fei sensed it, there was no substantial content, just an impassioned speech, and announced the start of the game.

Two huge numbers appeared on the 10 field management divine domains, representing the personnel who needed to fight, and soon the first batch of participants came on the field.

One after another, the invasion channels were lifted from the divine domains of the participating students, and then connected with the field management divine domains, and various followers began to enter the battlefield.

Han Fei also looked at the battle situation in the competition venue. In his opinion, these students participating in the competition were quite ordinary compared to him.

In fact, there were only a few to tens of thousands of super followers, and with the ordinary follower army, they were all timid in fighting, and they carefully controlled the losses of the followers.

For Han Fei, who has rich experience in invasion and combat, watching them fight is really boring.

If he were to comment, the only word left would be "no highlights".

These students are really too weak compared to him, but this is also the norm in the early days of the God's Domain.

Even if there are resources to support, there are only so many core followers in the early days, and we cannot blindly expand the number of ordinary followers and randomly build similar breeding areas.

It is common that the bloodline genes of the core followers are not strong enough, or some accidents occur, resulting in a whole generation or several generations without the birth of core followers.

It is a long process to lay a solid foundation and cultivate your own core followers. Not all species are as easy to raise as the current Zerg, and as long as the queen ant is not a problem, the birth faith is a fanatic.

Time passed quickly in Han Fei's boring waiting. Batch after batch of students went on stage. The battles were all point-to-point, without any gunpowder smell.

After another duel ended the next day, the field manager sorted out the divine domain, and two new sets of numbers appeared on the divine domain of the venue.

"Hehe, it's finally my turn to go on stage. Xueba, look at my performance, you must cheer for me!" Lang Xue said to Han Fei excitedly, and controlled the divine domain to fly to the field manager who showed his number.

"Come on, I'll wait for you to come back victorious!" Han Fei also smiled and gave Lang Xue a thumbs up.

"Lang Xue, don't be too stressed, just play to your normal level, come on!" Lu Zhong also hurriedly cheered up his students.