The Era of Gods-Chapter 106 - Super Newcomer Summer Camp Begins

Chapter 106: Chapter 106 Super Newcomer Summer Camp Begins

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Five Star Miracle Card—Life Spring Fragment (Ancient): Summons a fragment of the Ancient Life Spring to be placed within the Divine Realm.

Effect One: Accelerates the recovery of wounds and physical strength for all life within the Divine Realm.

Effect Two: Extends the lifespan of all Clan members in the Divine Realm by 10 years and slows down the aging process by 20%.

Effect Three: Gain one drop of Life SpringWater every day.

Evaluation: The Life Spring from the ancient times can endow stronger vitality.

Collecting all the fragments will restore the Ancient Life Spring, an ancient treasure.

This is both a Miracle Card and a fragment of an ancient treasure. The usable shard, once all pieces are collected, can be reassembled into the Ancient Life Spring.

Lin Xiao wasn’t sure about the specific effects and the grade of the Life Spring, but judging by the effects of the Life Spring Fragment, it was at least a Level 2 Ancient Treasure, possibly even a Level 3 Top-tier Heirloom, equivalent to the Scales of Judgement of Fate he currently possessed at its peak.

Such a great item…

It’s too expensive, completely unaffordable.

The seller was unknown, and the price tag listed was 99,999,999 Divine Power.

Yes, that’s ninety-nine million, nine hundred ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred ninety-nine, just short of a hundred million Divine Power—a sky- high price.

Of course, that wasn’t the real price. It was set deliberately high by the seller because they weren’t actually interested in selling for Divine Power but preferred barter, aiming to exchange it for thirty Golden Mythical Quality five- star cards.

That was still a sky-high price, already far exceeding the market value. So, naturally, the item remained unsold on the platform. But Lin Xiao saw a whole bunch of inquiries in the item’s messages, including offers of twenty Mythical Quality five-star cards from wealthy patrons, yet the owner still didn’t budge.

Lin Xiao knew he had no chance at such an item, so he just treated it as an eye- opener.

There were only four ancient-quality, ultra-rare cards in total on the entire platform. All of them had either too high prices or too stringent conditions to be met, which is why they were still available. Otherwise, given the effects of these cards of such caliber, loads of people would be fighting over them.

Lin Xiao browsed out of curiosity to broaden his knowledge, drooling and fantasizing as he went along—landing one for himself would indeed be a blast.

The highest quality of the cards he had seen was the Ancient Quality. He wasn’t sure if there were even higher qualities available, guessing that most likely there weren’t.

But if there were something even more outrageous, it probably wouldn’t be at the five-star level anymore.

However, nothing could be said for certain since his exposure was too limited— it was possible that such things existed.

After seeing the four ancient-quality, ultra-rare cards radiating with crystal shine, Lin Xiao wiped off his drool and reluctantly turned his gaze away. Spending too much time gazing at these could destabilize his will and lead to wild fantasies.

However, even though he shifted his gaze, his thoughts inevitably lingered on those exaggeratively effective cards, making the subsequent browsing of Golden Mythical Quality cards seem less interesting.

This was typical—their thoughts grew rich before they themselves actually did.

Mythical Grade Cards weren’t even in his grasp yet, and he was already being picky—a case of high standards but low abilities.

In the end, he closed the trading platform. Lin Xiao felt he needed a moment to calm down and ease his state of mind.

But forgetting was not so easy. After trying several methods, it was only some racy pictures that managed to divert his attention.

As it turns out, for men, racy pictures are the best at forgetting troubles and shifting focus and arguably the best tool for enhancing friendships.

For instance, if there was a conflict over some trivial matter with a brother, don’t worry—a racy picture could solve it. If that didn’t work, send a set, preferably with accompanying series numbers, to patch things up and take friendship to the next level.

Even so, he still couldn’t forget afterwards, but at least he wasn’t as obsessed as before. Once he felt somewhat normal again, he revisited the trading platform, and it was much better.

It’s undeniable that a place teeming with adventurers like this had abundant resources. Even when blocking the vast majority of cards below legendary quality, the inventory of legendary and above was quite substantial. Just the ones he was seeing accounted for dozens of pages with thousands of cards, and they kept refreshing.

Now and then, cards disappeared from the list, indicating that someone had made a purchase. Likewise, new cards would appear on the list from nowhere, signifying that adventurers had returned from Different Domains with new gains.

Lin Xiao took a keen interest in examining these rare and quirky cards one by one, pondering how he would use them if he obtained them and expanding his horizons in the process.

It’s well known that cards are actually a storage method of human mythological civilization. They turn storage space into card form, storing various resources or species using mythological technology in a tiny card, hence the nearly endless types of cards.

Theoretically, even a True God sealed inside a card could be used for trade.

Looking at these cards could significantly broaden one’s perspective and imagination, which held considerable significance.

When one is engrossed in something, it’s difficult to notice the passage of time. Lin Xiao was like that, absorbed for almost half a day without realizing it. Had it not been for a message from Lin Xu, he would have forgotten all about it.

The Summer Camp starts officially tomorrow. The opening ceremony is at nine in the auditorium, with many big shots attending. Remember not to be late.”

Also, once the Summer Camp begins, competition is everywhere. Be cautious of others’ tricks, and if there’s anything you don’t understand, ask me.”

I understand, thank you!

After expressing his thanks, Lin Xiao redirected his attention and thought for a moment to search for the keywords ‘Super Newcomer Summer Camp’. A plethora of information quickly surfaced. Glancing at the bottom of the page, he saw a staggering count—in the hundreds of millions—of related content.

Thanks to the simplicity of gathering information in a civilized society, he quickly found a vast amount of content about the Super Newcomer Summer Camp. However, after carefully reading through a dozen entries, he furrowed his brows.

The reason was that although there was an abundance of information on the subject online, there wasn’t much of value.

The rules of each Super Newcomer Summer Camp change every year, and nobody knows exactly which rules will be implemented until the opening.

But one thing that always remains constant is ‘competition’. No matter the year, all participants of the Summer Camp compete against each other to select the most outstanding and strongest batch.

In essence, it all comes down to relying on one’s strength and being careful not to get tricked. With that, one can adapt to virtually any set of rules.

The day passed swiftly, and the next morning, Lin Xiao got up early. After washing up, he opened his door for the first time and stepped out.

Outside the door was a wide corridor, five meters across, flanked by rooms on both sides. People were already leaving their rooms, following the signs along the corridor toward a large hall. Many young men and women had gathered there, including the companions who had arrived with him. Bai Ze spotted him and gestured for him to come over.

As he squeezed through the crowd and was nearing Bai Ze, suddenly someone stuck out a foot. Lin Xiao instinctively kicked down hard, but the person reacted super fast and immediately withdrew their foot. Lin Xiao, just as quickly, removed the force from his foot as it touched down.

Both of them looked up simultaneously, grinning to reveal their white teeth, and then turned away with faces sinking at the same moment.

Dammit!

So soon, and there were already tricks being played—it was just…

This little incident was noticed by many, but nobody cared. Bai Ze chuckled and said:

How does it feel? I told you this is just a starter. You’ll find out how enthusiastic everyone is when the time comes.”

Bai Cheng, who was surrounded by a crowd, nodded and said:

That’s why we need to stick together. The more of us there are, the less likely we’ll be bullied.”

This hall was simply a transfer station. At the end, there was a teleportation array, which would send anyone who stepped on it to the official venue.

Groups of students from all over the HuaXia District were walking onto the teleportation platform and being teleported away in batches. Soon, it was their turn to step on the array.

A slight distortion of space-time occurred, and in the blink of an eye, they appeared in a vast hall with a painted black dome at the center of which hung a sun radiating a soft glow, along with numerous stars all around.

Looking down, he found himself standing on a platform that was about ten meters wide and stretched for hundreds of meters, curving inward like a crescent moon. There was a throne made of exquisite and luxurious bronze, casting a faint, unusual color, indicating it was no ordinary item.

Behind him, there was a semi-circular staircase about a meter higher than where he stood, with fewer silver thrones arranged in a row that radiated a faint silver aura.

Above that was the topmost layer—a smaller crescent-shaped terrace with nine thrones exuding a rich golden light, as if carved from pure gold, placed at the very top. A circle of golden auras surrounded them, overlooking the rows below.

Looking further ahead, below the bronze row, ran rows of more densely arranged seats—the Iron Thrones—glistening with a metallic luster.

And at the very bottom—a larger, semi-circular C-shaped layer—sat stone chairs that were carved out of rock.

Gold, silver, bronze, black iron, stone—from both the quality and hierarchical arrangement, it was clear that the nine Golden Thrones at the top were the most prestigious.

Lin Xiao counted them: nine Golden Thrones at the topmost, thirty-six Silver Thrones on the second row, seventy-two Bronze Thrones on the third row, one hundred and eight Iron Thrones on the penultimate row, and three hundred and sixty Rock Thrones on the lowest level.

A total of five hundred and eighty-five seats, but there seemed to be several thousand people present. Obviously, there weren’t enough seats for everyone. So, what to do?

He soon got his answer as several people next to him immediately claimed seats, including some of his companions.

In the moment he was distracted, a large number of seats were taken. By the time Lin Xiao reacted and tried to grab one, there were no seats left.

What to do when there are no seats left?

Fight for one, of course!

Although such an occurrence had never happened in previous years, similar situations had occurred. Since there were no rules stating seats could not be fought over, it implied they could be contested.

Many, like him, had come to this realization, and soon disputes broke out everywhere over the seats. The competition was particularly fierce for the two upper rows, as it was clear to any discerning person that those seats were more valuable.

But all of this was irrelevant to Lin Xiao.

Innately cautious, he wasn’t one to make decisions without fully understanding the facts. Moreover, if fighting for a seat was possible, there was no hurry. He could still contend after he had assessed the situation.

Of course, this also included the fact that he wasn’t confident enough in his strength just yet. Without sufficient power, one couldn’t stand tall.