Global Deities: My SSS-Rank Talent Lets Me Evolve Everything

Chapter 96: Mechanical God

After so many battles, Yang Fan finally understood the ranking mechanism of this Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle.

When he had been on a winning streak for a while, opponents whose strength far exceeded his current points would appear.

If he could win, the point rewards for subsequent battles would increase significantly each time.

This matchmaking system was practically designed for people like them who were grinding for points; otherwise, adding points one by one would be too inefficient.

Setting up the Locking Heaven Array, all his believers stood ready.

As the two armies clashed, Yang Fan’s army instantly suppressed the opponent.

“The strength is sufficient, and the equipment is good, but the comprehension of the array is lacking. They must be a high school student like me; I just don’t know where this genius is from,” Yang Fan evaluated inwardly.

The Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle had no age limit.

Having gone through so many battles, Yang Fan had encountered opponents who had comprehended E-grade arrays to the Great Success stage, but they had lost to him due to their own insufficient strength and weaponry.

By 7000+ points, many opponents had comprehended arrays to the Great Success stage.

A situation like this opponent’s clearly indicated they were a high school student who hadn’t awakened their Divine Kingdom for long.

Aside from the aptitude of the believers, the most important factor in array comprehension was time.

If not for Yang Fan possessing the Evolution Talent, even the most basic Myriad Spirits Return to Origin Array might not have reached the Great Success stage by now.

Soon, the opponent’s grand array was broken, and their ten thousand believers were slaughtered.

“Battle ended. Points +201. Current points: 7746. Win rate: 98.9%. Continue matchmaking?”

“Continue.”

…

In the outside world, the various family groups of the Luo Family were already in an uproar.

Yang Fan, a genius with an outside surname, had now broken into the family’s top ten.

“His ranking hadn’t moved for so long that I’d almost forgotten about him. I didn’t expect him to be holding back such a big surprise.”

“For any genius who can make the top ten each year, as long as they don’t fall in the future, becoming a god is basically a certainty.”

“Luo Chengfeng is lucky; he really did recruit a hero for our Luo Family.”

“Don’t hide at home giggling, come out and talk. @Luo Chengfeng.”

At this moment, Luo Chengfeng was in his Virtual World office, looking at the Luo Family leaderboard projected on the wall.

Sitting beside him was Luo Rou, who was already showing signs of pregnancy.

“Good! With my grandson-in-law’s strength, I’d like to see what you, Luo Xuan and your wife, can say now?” Luo Chengfeng said triumphantly.

“Grandfather, is my husband really that amazing?”

Looking at Yang Fan’s eighth-place result, Luo Rou was a bit dazed.

She had once thought Yang Fan was a bastard who was sponging off her family; now it seemed she was the one who had married above her station.

“Xiao Fan is already on a 300-match winning streak. At this rate, if he wins a few more, that girl Luo Bing will likely be outdone.” Luo Chengfeng laughed heartily.

Luo Rou said pleasantly surprised, “Then does my husband have a chance to enter the top 10,000 in Yang County?”

Upon hearing this, Luo Chengfeng’s expression became somewhat serious.

“That will likely be difficult. After 10,000 points, the opponents encountered are basically old fogies who have lived for three or four hundred years. Xiao Fan has good talent, but it’s only been a year since he awakened his Divine Kingdom; the gap is too large.”

“It’s been over a decade since a high school student broke into the top 10,000. When Luo Bing awakened her Ice Spirit Root, she also made bold claims, setting this as her goal, but looking at it now, the gap is vast.”

“Just keep a calm mind. With Xiao Fan’s current results, obtaining the Luo Family’s First-Class Genius investment is a certainty. Once he reaches university, I fear that in the future, even your grandfather will be unable to catch up to him.”

Luo Chengfeng was very happy.

His children had all died in battle for the family, and his only granddaughter had also suffered damage to her Divine Kingdom and did not have long to live.

He hadn’t expected the grandson-in-law he recruited to have such talent.

Yang Fan’s points continued to skyrocket: 8000, 8300, 8500.

Due to his continuous victories, his points soon reached 9341.

“1st place: Yang Fan, Second-Class Genius, 9341 points, 99% win rate.

2nd place: Luo Bing, First-Class Genius, 8761 points, 53.2% win rate.

3rd place: Luo Hen, First-Class Genius, 8110 points, 54.5% win rate.

…”

Luo Bing looked at the current leaderboard, and her cold, arrogant expression finally changed.

“Why is he so strong?” Luo Bing bit her lip slightly, her expression showing some unwillingness.

Having awakened the B-grade Ice Spirit Root, the former Luo Bing had an ambition higher than the sky.

She hadn’t looked down on anyone in the younger generation of Yang County, and even boasted that she would enter the top 10,000 of the Yang County Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle during high school, aiming to enter Xingqiong Academy.

The ideal was plump, but the reality was skinny.

Only as graduation approached did Luo Bing truly understand the difficulty of it.

Even though she was a First-Class Genius of the Luo Family and had the support of her father, the Tier 3 God Luo Hai, her resources far exceeded her peers.

However, the development time of her Divine Kingdom was too short; in terms of array comprehension, she was still no match for the older generation.

After her points reached over 8000, it became hard to advance even an inch.

But what was Luo Bing seeing right now?

Yang Fan actually had a chance to reach her goal.

The further the points went, the exponentially higher the strength of the opponents became, yet Yang Fan’s current win rate was as high as 99%.

What did this mean?

He had been winning continuously from the start; his true strength was far beyond this.

“Perhaps you have a chance to enter the top 10,000,” Luo Bing murmured as she watched the points constantly jumping on the leaderboard.

Divine Kingdom Simulation Battle space.

“Battle ended. Points +307. Current points: 9832. Win rate: 99.1%. Continue matchmaking?”

Hearing the prompt, Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief.

In this battle, he had lost as much as 60% of his soldiers.

If not for following Yang Er’s suggestion to purchase B-grade weaponry, his winning streak would likely have ended here.

“Continue.”

As the space evolved, the environment Yang Fan was in changed into a mountain range.

After seeing the enemy clearly, Yang Fan was stunned.

The opponent’s believers were not strong in terms of cultivation realm; the ten thousand believers were all Third-Order beings, but their equipment was extremely strange.

All the believers were covered from head to toe in silver-white armor, with uniform thrusters equipped behind the armor, and the weapons they held were laser longswords, not the common iron weapons seen on the market.

Even though their cultivation realm was so weak, they could be matched against him.

Yang Fan did not dare to be careless and ordered his believers to set up the Locking Heaven Array and enter a defensive state.

Since he didn’t understand the depth of the opponent, the best method was to use defense to replace offense.

Just then, the opponent’s believers held their swords in their right hands, and with a unified motion, took out metal barrel-like objects from their chests with their left hands.

“What the hell?”

As Yang Fan was wondering, countless bullets shot directly out from the metal barrels.

“Fuck! This guy is a god who follows the Mechanical path.” Yang Fan’s face was filled with shock.

The number of gods following the Mechanical path was too scarce.

There were two thousand people in the third year of high school in Yang County, but not a single one followed the Mechanical path.

This was the first time Yang Fan had encountered a Mechanical God.

Countless bullets smashed toward Yang Fan’s army formation like raindrops.

Bang, bang, bang, bang.

The believers in front had already raised their shields, blocking 90% of the bullets.

One had to know that the shield soldiers in front were all believers who practiced the Vajra Indestructible Technique and had powerful physical bodies.

Even so, those bullets that grazed past the shields and landed on them pierced straight through them.

The bullets seemed endless, dense and packed, wave after wave, giving them absolutely no chance to catch their breath.

“This is too shameless! Shield soldiers, provide cover! Entire army, charge!” Yang Fan commanded.