My Ability Pool is Superior-Chapter 174 - 173: Username

Notably, Principal Pu Xueli never used his position to show any condescending attitude from the beginning.

Instead, he always maintained an attitude of treating others equally.

As a result, Lv Bai found it unnecessary to put on a respectful facade.

It was not only troublesome to pretend, but it also seemed disrespectful to the other party.

He relaxed his body and casually nodded: "I’m all ears."

"After all, this kind of information cannot be found online."

Pu Xueli crossed his hands on the table and smiled briefly: "In principle, only those who survive the fourth round of the deathmatch qualify to know about these things."

Unlike the first three rounds which are closer to simulations, the fourth round is real, and dying in the Death Arena truly means death.

"If one dies in the fourth round, then there’s no need to know."

Lv Bai aptly played along: "Seems like some unspeakable secrets."

After the first deathmatch, he had delved into the world’s history and the matters concerning the deathmatch.

He could sense quite a bit from that information that there were significant issues at hand.

"Indeed,

let me reiterate, this conversation isn’t a necessary process. It’s just that you’ve performed outstandingly, and I genuinely hope you will survive the fourth round of the deathmatch, which essentially means I’m bending the rules here."

Pu Xueli lowered his voice slightly.

"Hmm... you know the Deathmatch System isn’t something humans could have created, right? Up until now, we still haven’t figured out who the creator of the Deathmatch System is."

Pu Xueli glanced at the wall of the meeting room, offhandedly adding: "So, actually, it’s no big deal, it’s just that from the fourth round onward, not all death fighters will be human."

His tone wasn’t too grave, more like an elder earnestly lamenting that their family didn’t have the means.

Lv Bai blinked: "Aliens?"

"No, at least not entirely."

Pu Xueli weighed his words: "The high social status of death fighters is because they risk their lives for the continuation of humankind."

"Hold on, you’re getting a bit jumbled. What’s the relationship between death fighters and the continuation of humans?"

Lv Bai slightly raised an eyebrow.

"It’s a compelled agreement."

Pu Xueli’s tone became somewhat enigmatic: "In the pre-Underground City era, there was a large noble hunting sport. Hunters didn’t hunt for a living or to catch prey, but merely to enjoy the thrill and excitement between the heavens and earth."

Lv Bai nodded, seemingly thoughtful: "We’re the prey?"

"To be precise, the domesticated prey."

Pu Xueli leaned back slightly, speaking calmly: "We so-called official death fighters are merely providing entertainment on fixed days in exchange for collective survival."

Lv Bai wasn’t scared by this harsh reality; he instead inquired with a hint of curiosity: "Those you talk about... aliens? What do they look like? Grey skin? Large heads? Eyes covering half their faces?"

Pu Xueli didn’t expect this kind of reaction from Lv Bai, momentarily at a loss for words at his barrage of absurd questions, unable to maintain his pretended calmness.

He paused for a moment, adjusting his emotions before responding patiently.

"I’ve never seen citizens of extraterrestrial civilizations. They don’t enter in person but communicate through a body we call clones during the deathmatch."

"Superficially, they are indistinguishable from normal death fighters, similarly bearing titles and acquiring abilities."

"Because of this, I can hardly offer you any practical advice. The only counsel is in future deathmatches, it’s best not to trust any death fighter."

Lv Bai noticed a blind spot and promptly asked about it.

"Given the high risk of the fourth round, why not inform the death fighters beforehand?"

"What do you think? We never disclosed the mortality rate of the fourth round deathmatch; it would drastically decrease the number of people choosing to become death fighters, and there won’t be enough prey."

Pu Xueli calmly adjusted his tie: "Even someone like you, who ranked first in three consecutive rounds, after learning these things, would you really not feel even a hint of retreat?" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Lv Bai unconsciously laughed: "None."

Pu Xueli: "... Don’t argue for the sake of it."

"Really none."

"That can be..."

...

Pu Xueli suddenly decided to leave.

He pushed open the meeting room door, cursing under his breath as he departed.

Staff members he encountered along the way had to greet him with caution.

Lv Bai didn’t come out to see the principal off; he had something more important to do—

During their conversation, he had inquired casually about usernames.

According to the principal, it didn’t matter what user name one chose, as long as it wasn’t obscene or vulgar.

It was simply a means of addressing, similar to a screen name.

However, the username needed to be promptly modified, as only then could the user interaction feature of the Deathmatch System be activated.

Regarding the accompanying leaderboard, although there were rewards for high rankings, Pu Xueli still advised Lv Bai not to aim too high, as it wasn’t something he could reach at this stage.

Lv Bai opened the personal interface.

He found the username field and clicked Modify.

[Ding!]

[Please independently propose a new username.]

"God."

[This title is already taken! Recommended use of "I am God 16138."]

A red cross appeared before him.

"Immortal."

Yet another cross appeared.

Over the years, not to mention single-character usernames, even three or four-character ones were nearly all snatched by predecessors.

"Wandering in Memories."

"Love Has No Ending."

"Can I Still Say Good Night?"

"..."

With one red cross after another, Lv Bai became numb.

He sighed, playfully making another modification.

"Clever Murphy."

[Ding!]

[Username modification complete.]

[Clever Murphy, you have entered the Talent Board. Do you wish to hide your personal information?]

[Heaven and Earth Destruction has entered the Title Board. Do you wish to hide your personal information?]

[?, Flash Time, All Ink have entered the Ability Board. Do you wish to hide your personal information?]

Lv Bai twitched the corners of his mouth.

He was merely trying it out, who’d expect it to be instantly confirmed?

At this point, saying more was futile; he had to see if he could get a name change card of some sort in the future.

Having sat too long, he got up to stretch, brushing off non-existent dust from his body.

Then he walked out of the meeting room, his face returning to that usual harmless smile, silently chanting in his heart: "Do not hide."