The top ten in the death match would receive a One-Star title, while the first place would receive a Three-Star title.

Although Lv Bai had no intention of wearing them, he still looked at them with patience.

[Godfather of the Underworld (One-Star): Can slightly increase the loyalty of your followers.] (Reward for top ten, generated based on conduct in the death match, can be worn)

[Future Warrior (Three-Star): Others will think you have a promising future.] (Reward for first place, randomly drawn from the pool of titles below Three-Star, can be worn)

Putting aside these newly acquired titles, Lv Bai’s original collection included [Because he is kind (One-Star)] and [Heaven and Earth Destruction (Four-Star)].

Coincidentally, [Innocent Smile] was a Two-Star title.

Without much thought, he decisively combined the two One-Star titles into a Two-Star title, then merged it with [Innocent Smile], and proceeded to meld it with [Future Warrior].

With a series of operations, all three titles were consumed.

In their place was a Four-Star [Innocent Smile].

After all, only up to three titles can be worn at once, with one main and two secondary.

Lv Bai still had four Four-Star titles in hand, which could continue to be synthesized.

However, considering that once [Heaven and Earth Destruction] is worn, its aggressive effect is too conspicuous to remain discreet.

Therefore, Lv Bai preferred to keep the [Innocent Smile] title, which was more flexible.

He would swap them when necessary.

It is worth mentioning that aside from the three hidden titles related to slaughter, Lv Bai indeed felt no tangible benefits from other titles.

Especially with [Innocent Smile] improving luck, even raising it to Four-Star made no substantive difference.

In Lv Bai’s view, at most, it only served as a psychological comfort.

After sorting out the gains from this round of the death match, Lv Bai pressed a button on the wall.

Almost instantly, a sweet female voice emanated from the room’s speaker.

"Hello Mr. Lü, I’m Qu Yawen from the Internal Affairs Department, congratulations on completing the death match, would you like me to arrange psychological counseling for you?"

Out of respect for the privacy of the Death Fighters, from the fourth round onward, there would be no detailed inquiries into the fighters.

At most, the Death Arena code would be registered for quick intelligence gathering if needed.

After a brief conversation with Qu Yawen, Lv Bai opened the door to the corridor.

This Victory Tower was built to offer convenience for the school’s faculty participating in death matches, and evidently, he was not the only one engaged in battles simultaneously.

In the hallway, he could see four or five others like him who had just emerged from their rooms as Death Fighters.

They were mostly middle-aged, bearing the same contradictory aura as Liang Fuzhong, combining a soldier’s toughness and a scholar’s gentleness.

Additionally, a group of staff members wearing protective suits hurried onto the scene.

Following the information relayed by their superiors, they opened several tightly closed doors and entered rooms to execute cleanup tasks.

It should be noted that even if the Death Fighters perish in the Death Arena, their bodies still return to the real world.

No matter how gruesome their state in the arena, the conditions are faithfully recreated in reality.

Severed limbs and decapitations are already fortunate, while some are reduced to mere flesh paste, presenting death scenarios that challenge psychological resilience.

Each cleanup crew member is a frequent visitor to the psychological counseling department.

After watching for a while, Lv Bai retracted his gaze and walked away from Victory Tower.

He could only say that the cleanup staff deserved high salaries; no one would begrudge them that.

... 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

As a genius of historical level at the Ancestral Hall campus, Lv Bai would naturally be summoned by Pu Xueli after completing the death match.

However, Pu Xueli was mostly looking to connect emotionally with the campus genius, not overly focused on the content of the match.

Lv Bai did not mind this at all, chatting with Pu Xueli allowed him to learn some hidden details, such as information about the Can Society.

After all, he was the principal of a campus for Death Fighters, and the information he revealed wasn’t available online.

Pu Xueli sipped his tea and, as if having an idea, said to Lv Bai, "Next month is the new birth festival, if you don’t have plans, why not bring your younger siblings to my house for dinner?"

"Huh?"

Lv Bai was stunned for two seconds.

He actually learned about it.

This so-called new birth festival was a holiday established during the Underground City era.

To celebrate the rebirth of the race, the day of the move to the Underground City was set as the new birth festival.

If every holiday is composed of tragedy and lies, then this new birth festival represents the tragic experience of humanity as a race.

But humans are ultimately forgetful, and over time, people almost forgot the pain behind the holiday, leaving only joyful celebrations.

Thus, as one of the few major festivals of the Underground City era, the importance of the new birth festival is comparable to the pre-Underground City era’s Spring Festival.

"Don’t blame me for investigating you, I am after all the principal, I must know something about your family situation."

Pu Xueli spoke openly, "Since there’s no elder in your family, why not come to my house for more cheer, my wife is an excellent cook, people cannot get the chance to taste it."

"I’ll ask my siblings when I get home."

Lv Bai got up and yawned, "I’m leaving now."

Seeing how things were, Pu Xueli pursed his lips, "Remember to close the office door on your way out."

...

By the time Lv Bai left the Ancestral Hall campus, it was nearly evening.

Lv Bai decided not to return home but detoured in another direction.

Walking down the streets of Habitable City, he took out his phone and checked his messages.

[Tomorrow at eight, Truth Gathering.]

This message was received yesterday, and today, he was certainly here for the meeting.

"But, it seems a bit early now."

It was six twenty, almost two hours until eight.

Although this society wouldn’t have any rules for deductions for lateness or early departure, theoretically speaking, since it was a hidden organization, arriving early might not be appropriate.

Thinking about it, Lv Bai deleted the message, found an internet café near the Truth Gathering, and went inside to kill time online.

During the Underground City era, citizens’ travel was restricted, but entertainment needs persisted.

This made various virtual entertainment modes such as online games and live streams very developed.

What’s more, the regulations regarding these aspects were relatively lax. Lv Bai opened a computer’s built-in streaming software, where there were even live streams of baby-making, indeed proving that entertainment is the greatest productive force.

Lv Bai hadn’t been watching long when a man wearing a hood suddenly approached him.

"Hey, wanna play?"