Chapter 114: Civil War...?
HISS!
Thousands of neural dive capsules opened simultaneously inside the massive Vanguard Examination Hall. Coolant vapor spilled over the silver edges, blanketing the floor in a thick white mist.
Draven Mordis sat up slowly. He peeled the sensory gel from his temples and wiped his forehead.
For three agonizing seconds, the massive dome was completely silent. Every first-year student from Bastion Seven remained frozen in their pods, staring wide-eyed at the gargantuan holographic leaderboard projected onto the ceiling.
Then, the hall completely erupted.
ROAR!
It was a deafening, earth-shaking shockwave of pure euphoria. The normal students scrambled out of their pods. They pointed at the top ten names shining in brilliant gold text, their voices cracking with raw disbelief.
"They did it! They swept the entire board!" a student screamed, tears of joy streaming down his face.
