Absolute Choice

Translator: CKtalon Editor: CKtalon

The upper echelons of the various organizations that made the backbone of the heroes felt their mouths twitching slightly as they stared at the screen. Although this was not the first time many of them had seen the trial\'s ranking score, they felt like their intelligence was insulted when they saw Wen Hezheng and Kevin in ninth and tenth place respectively. These two rookies from a second-rate organization, who were not even at the tenth level of the Psionic Mortal Realm, made them feel indignant and furious.

If the evaluation score was not determined by the assessment program, they would have definitely treated the ranking as an underhanded scam by the organization senate. Even though it was determined by the assessment program, they had already begun to suspect if the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower\'s assessment program had finally malfunctioned or it had become retarded after more than ten thousand years.

In short, Wen Hezheng and Kevin had managed to enter the top ten. They had even managed to squeeze An Mo and Zhou Chuchu out of the top ten. This matter was truly ridiculous and ludicrous. It was not believable at all.

After the evaluation scores were announced publicly, the various organizations had sent intelligence officers to do a thorough background check of Wen Hezheng and Kevin. They had realized that not only were they sorely lacking in strength, one of them was a Psionite without any superpower genes. Although the other was an Esper, his cultivation talent was extremely mediocre. He was a greenhorn who lacked any true battle experience but remained extremely arrogant. Furthermore, they both came from Gaia, an organization that had long fallen to the second tier.

Shi Xiaobai was from Gaia, while Mu Yuesheng was also from Gaia. Now, even the last two spots had been snatched by Gaia.

A second-rate organization had taken four spots for the collective training?

Are you going to be defying the heavens?

The outstanding tree that stood out in the forest would be hit by the winds, let alone a tree that had long rotten?

China\'s seven most famous organizations—Zeus, Thor, Poseidon, Chaos, Muses, Darkness, and Templar had collectively penned their objections to this matter.

It was most evident from the incensed Templar, which did not even obtain a single spot. It declared that if the organization senate were to continue down the path with the insistence that the rule which \'everything shall be determined by the trial score\', then Templar would split off from the organization senate.

This matter had caused quite a stir in China. The organization senate could not withstand the pressure from the masses as well as the seven large organizations collective suppression; therefore, it had held a meeting for that matter.

There had been five such meetings in the past. Every time, the conclusion was overwhelming. Other than Yama Minamiya, who represented Gaia, voting against it, every upper echelon representative from the other organizations had agreed to modify the rules. Reasonably speaking, changing the rules was not something important. It also did not hurt the organization senate in any way. Instead, it could even relieve the pressure that it was receiving from everywhere. There was no reason for the organization senate to not follow the wishes of the people and abide by the outcome of the meeting.

However, the white-browed elder, Chairman Jiang of the organization senate was the final decision maker of the meeting. Every time, he would forcefully end the meeting with a simple sentence, \'let\'s discuss this at a later date\'.

A courtesan from a particular organization that had ascended the ranks from under-the-table methods wanted to scream, "Discuss this at a later date? Why don\'t you fuck me first and quickly return to the discussion!"

Unfortunately, Chairman Jiang, who was adamant, would flutter his sleeves, leaving without taking any wisps of the clouds away.

This smiling and benign old man was a stubborn bull that did not flinch under threat, bribery, enticement or soft tactics. The old man\'s surname was clearly read as Jiang, but maybe it should be written as Stubborn.

The organization\'s upper echelons ground their teeth in hate. Therefore, they had schemed the plan of \'putting him down a notch or two\'. However, it was like a punch hitting the air. Thankfully, the Hero Association had begun exerting pressure on the senate. Chairman Stubborn was likely to come to a compromise.

The academic faction was ending its selection today. Its spots had long since been decided, and after dragging it out so long, the senate had no excuse to continue dragging it out as the collective training was about to be affected. Today was the last meeting.

The organizations\' upper echelons constantly exchanged glances. They were prepared to force an abdication. No matter how adamant Chairman Stubborn was, he would have to raise his ass and compromise!

The uniformed beauty scanned the group of upper echelons as a hint of abomination flashed in her eyes. However, she hid it extremely well. With a sigh, she said, "Then, let\'s begin the meeting."

Demons dancing in revelry. Oh. No, it was just the bunch of retards beginning their act once again.

This time, it was unlikely they would be easily fooled, right?

Indeed, just as she finished her words, a stout man who was about two meters tall stood up immediately. He shouted like a barrage of cannons, "Hmph! I absolutely will not agree to let those two punks represent the organization faction to participate in the collective training. Without strength, they will only be disgracing the organization faction! I can\'t be disgraced like that!"

The stout man was dressed in metallic armor. A humongous ax was slung behind his back and his exposed arm muscles bulged out like rocks. He had a stubble on his face that was marked with perfectly round eyes. The moment he opened his mouth, it was like he wanted to enter a brawl with others. His choice of words was vulgar and boorish.

He was Zhang Meng from the organization, Thor. People called him \'Brute Ax Boor\'. He was extremely powerful and was one of the few A-class heroes in China. He was also the only participating senator without much intellect. He was a brute that only spoke with his fists. However, such a \'talent\' could be the decisive trump card in particular situations.

Of course, most of the time, he would cause more harm than good.

Hence, Zhang Meng could make the leading charge, but he could not be the leader or the situation would collapse in less than three minutes. The middle-aged woman who led the Zeus delegation quickly realized this point. She interrupted in a timely fashion, "Brother Zhang Meng is extremely right. The strong reign supreme and the capable are esteemed. Wen Hezheng and Kevin are too weak.”

“Half a month ago, our organization, Zeus, had happened to have a battle exchange with Gaia. Back then, Wen Hezheng and Kevin had represented Gaia in battle. The outcome was them being defeated in one strike by Zhu Yuanyuan and Huang Peng respectively. The outcomes of both matches were determined in less than ten seconds combined.”

“Although Zhu Yuanyuan and Huang Peng are considered rookie elites of our organization, they are far inferior to the Ye family siblings. Heartless Ye, who unluckily met Shi Xiaobai in the fourth level, had been eliminated early but he could defeat the combined efforts of Zhu Yuanyuan and Huang Peng alone.”

“Question yourself.”

“If Wen Hezheng and Kevin, who could easily be \'one-shot\' by Zhu Yuanyuan and Huang Peng, managed to \'luckily\' represent the organization faction in the selection, what sort of blow would it deal to Heartless Ye, who is many times stronger?"

The middle-aged woman spoke with greater aplomb as her expression turned to indignation. She said loudly, "I find it unfair for Heartless Ye! I find it unfair that rookies who had cultivated desperately with their lives were tragically eliminated because of a lack of luck! Based on what? What merits do these two \'trash\' have to represent them in the collective training? What right did these two \'trash\' have to snatch spots that belonged to others?”

“Everyone, put yourself in their shoes. If you were Heartless Ye, An Mo, or Zhou Chuchu, would you be fine seeing \'trash\' you can finish with a single hand represent you to fight the academic faction\'s rookies? They would be hearing words like, \'even trash can participate in the collective training, but you were actually eliminated?\'. How can they not be enraged by that? Do we have to wait till Wen Hezheng and Kevin disgrace themselves completely during the collective training, and in extension, all the rookie\'s dignity, the organization faction, and the senate\'s dignity before it\'s too late for regret?

The middle-aged woman\'s voice sounded agitated, but her emotional and logical appeal in her speech was filled with constant rhetorical questions. It made everyone feel personally affected, as it resonated with them.

This was not only the middle-aged woman\'s excuse, but the thoughts of the various large organizations. It had even become the voice of the Chinese.

Various organization representatives sitting below had visible changes in expression as they began to echo her with agitated comments.

"Wen Hezheng and Kevin cannot attune the masses! I firmly object to it!"

"Heartless Ye, An Mo, and Zhou Chuchu, which one of them is weaker than Wen Hezheng and Kevin? Isn\'t a selection meant to select the ones that are stronger, talents that are qualified to be representatives?"

"The rule of letting everything be determined by the trial score is problematic in itself. Who can be sure that the assessment program would not be faulty?"

"Change the rules! The rules need to be changed!"

"We can\'t let children with true strength suffer such grievance! Hero organizations have always placed fairness in the forefront. This matter is too unfair!"

The crowd broke into an uproar as they unanimously shared the same thoughts.

Changing the rules was an outcome \'everyone\' wished for.

Zhang Meng roared with his head lifted up, "If the rules are not changed, I\'m the first person to find it unacceptable! Change the rules. The rules have to be changed today. I want to see who the fuck dares to object to it!"

The meeting had just begun, but the mood had reached a climax.

This time, everyone had torn off their insincere masks of having \'amiable discussion\'. They had chosen to use the most direct and brutal method!

No one could object to their objection!

No one!

"I object!"

Yama Minamiya stood up with a deadpan expression. He was similarly in the meeting room with agitated feelings. Situated in the middle of everyone, he looked lonely but he also possessed a proud sense of loneliness.

He objected to everyone\'s objection.