Hand Of God

Chapter 22 I'm five years younger than you

A series of achievements and honors piled upon Diana, also stimulating Sissi's heart, gradually changing her personality. Since Diana's enrollment, Sissi had been trying to target Diana in everything.

Including this time, upon hearing that Diana had given an assessment-free admission slot to someone with E-rated talent, she couldn't wait to make the call.

"I don't want to compete with you. The performance of the students is their own affair, not something to be compared. Also, I'm five years younger than you."

After saying this, Diana didn't plan to listen to the voice on the other end any longer and hung up the call directly.

She then rubbed her sore eyes, stood up, and planned to go back and rest.

Recently, there had been quite a few things to handle: the surveillance from the summoning ceremony incident was still being restored, and the trial for the assessment-free students in a couple of days would still need to proceed as normal.

She had reported to the officials that Adam was the real contributor to the incident, but they obviously didn't believe it and needed further confirmation and related work.

Before she could finish dealing with these matters, this troublesome woman came to provoke her again.

On the other end of the phone, listening to the call being hung up, Sissi clenched her phone tightly, her previously affected expression solidifying on her face.

She had momentarily lost her ability to think, the prepared taunts stuck in her throat, and only one sentence echoed in her mind repeatedly.

"—I'm five years younger than you."

Perhaps after spending some time with Adam, Diana had learned from him, knowing which words could be the most choking.

Diana scolded the words and hung up the phone, blocking Sissi in one smooth move.

This directly shattered Sissi's mentality.

"Aaah, you bi*ch! Aaah!!!" After several failed attempts to get through on the phone, Sissi forcefully scratched her scalp, so angry that her sentences became incoherent.

Clenching her fists tightly, she suddenly turned her head sharply to look at the five people behind her who had already gone dumbfounded.

These individuals were the five assessment-free admission students that Sissi had selected in her testing area this time.

At this moment, as they watched Sissi's frantic behavior, their faces were full of bewilderment, their expressions clearly saying: I don't understand, but I'm deeply shocked!

"You lot, perform well in the upcoming collective trial. You shouldn't have trouble outclassing someone with an E-rated superpower, right?!"

The group stared blankly at Sissi, all frightened out of their wits, unsure of what to say.

"Did you hear me?!" Sissi shouted again.

"Uh, yes, yes, of course." The young students were clearly startled, nodding their heads and responding in a scattered manner.

The young individuals, not yet enrolled, were already caught up in this inexplicable struggle, their faces full of speechless resignation.

"Alright, remember the format of the trial I told you about, and prepare well," Sissi said, after catching her breath and finally easing her feelings of jealousy and rage, she added, "By the way, don't tell anyone about this."

After all, disclosing the content of the trial to the students was against the rules, but in order to gain an advantage over Diana in this matter, she couldn't care less.

Time passed quickly, and two days flew by in the blink of an eye.

Since Diana couldn't be found for the time being, Adam just kept the envelope on him, not giving it to anyone.

He hadn't forgotten about his Hand of God, but with the high-rated superpowers here, the success rate of replication was low.

He tried to replicate Edward's ability twice more during this period, seeking handshakes with a numb expression on Edward's face every day.

But obviously, luck couldn't be good every day, and probability wouldn't lie; both attempts failed.

So, the rest of the time, he just played online games and enjoyed life, with no intention of preparing for the trial at all.

He could be said to be quite stable in his slacking off.

Of course, he wasn't completely neglecting his superpower; the Hearing of Everything was activated as a passive skill, and as for Absolute Freezing, he practiced it by walking along the artificial river after dinner every day.

Once, in a world without superhumans, everyone operated like headless flies, but after the emergence of superhumans, people's lives remained largely the same.

Here, those who trained their superpowers every day in preparation for the trial were not much different from those students who crammed for final exams.

The slacking-off days passed quickly, and today finally arrived at the much-anticipated comprehensive collective trial for the assessment-free students.

In the perfectly round hall were all the selected assessment-free enrollment candidates for this year, about a hundred or so.

The facilities in the hall were quite complete, with many metal tables in the center, adorned with beautiful utensils holding a variety of melons, fruits, and beverages, as well as what appeared to be very expensive wines.

There were also many decorations around the hall, making everything here seem very upscale.

Like a very high-end buffet restaurant.

But now, the atmosphere in the hall was a bit eerie; people gathered in small groups, talking in hushed tones, and the entire hall was generally quiet.

All of them were talented individuals of the same age, having stood out among countless superhumans to earn their assessment-free enrollment spots and arrived here.

Soon, there would be an additional trial facing all the geniuses.

Being called a genius certainly came with its own pride; no one wanted to fall behind, but everyone knew that those around them were also geniuses.

Today was the day to determine who truly was the best among the best.

Each of them hoped not to rank too low, while secretly wondering if it was possible to stand out among this group.

Moreover, each assessor responsible for selecting assessment-free candidates from the SAAT had advised them, just like Diana, that this trial was very important and that many influential figures would be observing. Performing well could lead to benefits.

So everyone was quite restrained, viewing those around them as competitors, without the usual camaraderie that young people often display when they meet.

However, there was something peculiar happening in this venue.

Almost all the students shared a common action—occasionally glancing at a certain individual in the venue, then slightly furrowing their brows, looking puzzled.

Many would steal a glance and then quickly look away, only to turn back again, unable to resist another look.

Because in this venue, there was a man with a rather unique presence.

Although everyone was wearing the same combat uniform and he had no particularly outrageous hairstyle, he effortlessly attracted everyone's attention.

Unlike the other students who sat stiffly in their places, Adam frequently moved around the hall, holding a plate in his hand.

To him, with so much food and drink laid out and all the decorations around, it was clearly meant for everyone to enjoy and relax.

He couldn't understand why everyone was sitting still; perhaps they had eaten too much for breakfast and were feeling a bit sluggish?

He wasn't sure, but he thought he should at least get his money's worth first, treating it like a buffet for lunch.

Before he could start earning money on his own, Adam was actually quite frugal and didn't indulge too much.

A man keeps his word; that $300,000 from Diana was a loan, and he intended to pay it back.

So, people saw a guy who felt no tension at all, truly treating this place like a buffet.

And he wasn't just mindlessly eating; he was selective, as if he wanted to try everything available.