First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

When Lu Ding pointed out the key issue,

the Chief Instructor showed that classic, ugly smile of his.

Smart people are the best—catch on with just a hint.

“With your current strength, I don’t have any other instructions. I just have one request.”

“Mm, please go ahead, Chief Instructor.”

“You must radiate overwhelming pressure—like you said, steamroll them! Just crush them straight through!!”

“Don’t let a single one of them walk out alive!”

“If they dare play tricks, they better be ready to pay the price!”

Overwhelming pressure?Lu Ding thought about it.

Hmm… a hundred-meter Si Ming—how’s that not pressure?

“Mission guaranteed complete.”

The Chief Instructor patted Lu Ding on the shoulder. “Get some rest. Tomorrow, you’re our main force. I’m looking forward to your one-man show.”

The rest of today was for recovery.

And also for reviewing intel on other countries and information about the Monster Room.

Here’s the basic rundown.

The Monster Room—why is it called that?

Because the entire setup looks like the interior of a massive high-rise building.

It’s constructed using the spiritual energy of those in the Heaven Observer Realm.

Inside the Monster Room, aside from the participants from various countries, there are also some monsters and hidden rewards—Heaven and Earth Treasures.

All tucked into the massive rooms.

When Lu Ding saw that line, his eyes lit up, but on closer look, he realized—

These monsters were fake. Or rather, not quite accurate—more like constructs from spellcraft.

The Great Han has always kept live-captured monsters in confinement—no way they’d throw real ones in here as cannon fodder.

Just wouldn’t make sense.

As for the Heaven and Earth Treasures—

The Great Han isn’t stingy.

So the stuff they put in here? All premium quality.

Whoever picks them up,

As long as you can hold onto it until the Monster Room ends—

And walk out alive—

It’s yours.

Put this kind of loot out in the wild and it’d be considered rare treasure.

Back to the Monster Room—it’s fully destructible. Once the fighting starts, it packs a massive visual punch.

And the rooms aren’t just big—they’re super immersive.

Step into any room and you might find yourself in a desert, swamp, forest, city... even a massive cutesy Strawberry Bear cozy room.

Adds a bit of fun, honestly.

And here’s another reason why countries like Zhenla send people into the Monster Room despite all the deaths every year:

It’s because their national fate is locked!

This whole region—the nearest Dragon Wall passage is in Zhenla territory. But it’s under the control of the Great Han.

Every year after the Monster Room ends, the Great Han decides whether to loosen or tighten the noose, based on how many of these countries’ prodigies survive.

If you don’t participate—

And then get hit with natural disasters or human-made crises—well, better not shout too loud about it.

So that’s why Zhenla and the others hold their noses and show up to fight.

If you were to personify the Great Han...

To the average citizen,

The Great Han is upbeat, radiant, welcoming to all, and a safe, beautiful, intelligent presence.

But if you look at it from the eyes of cultivators from other nations...

The sky goes dark.

That shadowy figure sits above the heavens, overlooking the mortal world—when the thunder roars and lightning flashes,

All you can see are a pair of eyes, glowing in the dark, fixed calmly on you from a face you can’t even make out.

What comes surging in is an endless sense of pressure!

The ultimate mask of civility hiding cold brutality.

As for the rules of the Monster Room?

Same as previous years.

The Great Han is one team. All other countries are the opposing team.

The prodigies from the Great Han are hunters—the others can flee or fight back.

Live or die, rich or poor—it’s all up to fate.

But because the Great Han fields fewer people against a larger crowd, their participants do have the option to withdraw.

Other countries’ prodigies don’t.

Yet even with that option, a lot of them still die in there every year.

Sometimes you don’t even have time to react—you’re just hit.

No time to hit “withdraw.”

In the student chat group,

Everyone was discussing what to do tomorrow.

How to divide up the map, how to coordinate without phones, what code phrases to use, and so on.

Huangfu Lingyun was the most hyped.

[Huangfu Lingyun: We have to make a grand entrance tomorrow! Show them how badass we are—can’t let the Great Han lose face. I’ve got it all planned. I’m jumping straight off the plane, descending like a golden dragon.]

[Nuomin: Then I’ll be the Eastern Sea Hawk—blanketing the sky!]

[Zhu Yixuan: I’ll ride the wind and guide my blades.]

[Gao Han: Then I’ll summon the gods and command the clouds.]

After being suppressed for so long, they had to let loose a little.

Everyone was chatting away, but Lu Ding hadn’t said a word.

Shangguan Qing tagged him.

[Shangguan Qing: @Lu Ding, what about you?]

That message instantly got everyone fired up.

When it came to flexing—

Who could outdo this guy?

Lu Ding hadn’t even spoken yet, but they were already imagining the insane show he might pull off.

[Lu Ding: Lame. Too lame.]

[Bai Hemen: I agree.]

[Huangfu Lingyun: Then you suggest something that’s not lame.]

Back in his room, Lu Ding smiled as he typed.

[Tomorrow, aside from the other countries’ trainees, there’ll be top-tier elites showing up. Their realms are way above ours.]

[Our Divine Palace Realm means nothing to them. At most it’ll surprise a few folks—but it’ll also alert their prodigies early, give them time to prepare.]

[So—we wait. Don’t show anything. Don’t shout. Just get to the place, sit quietly.]

[After all the other countries’ trainees are inside, we walk in last. But before that, make sure you suppress your cultivation aura.]

[Once we’re in and the door closes—let it all out. Unleash your full aura.]

[Put yourself in their shoes. They’ve always known we’d be stronger.]

[They’re mentally prepared.]

[But what they’re expecting is maybe a few Divine Palace cultivators—not a whole squad of them, plus a bunch of Ninth-Layer Linghai Realm fighters. The slaughter’s about to begin, and the door’s already closed. All they can do is panic.]

[Watch us, with our Divine Palace cultivators, slowly closing in on their Ninth-Layer prodigies—or our Ninth-Layers closing in on their Eighth or even Seventh Layers.]

[Which scenario do you think is more terrifying?]

A surprise you can guess isn’t a surprise.

The best shock comes from the unexpected.

You thought it was just Lu Ding in Divine Palace? Wrong. So wrong.

It’s a whole squad of them.

And Lu Ding—he’s in the Si Ming Realm!

All the other prodigies can do is watch their teammates get slaughtered behind closed doors, helpless.

That message opened a whole new world for everyone in the group.

Just imagining the Si Ming, Earth Observer, and Heaven Observer elites squirming outside in anxiety—

Everyone got fired up.

[Tantai Xianyue: Then what are you planning to do?]

[I’ll just wing it. Might need you guys to make some room for me. Don’t stand too close, or you might get hurt by mistake.]

Wing it…

Everyone started guessing—was Lu Ding about to use some massive AOE spell to wipe the floor?

But thinking further...

He didn’t really have any wide-range techniques, did he?

Was he going to charge something up?

At that thought—

Everyone shivered involuntarily.