Kuka Planet, Special Training Camp.
The strange phenomenon on the grassland this morning was rarely discussed anymore, replaced by discussions about the new announcement.
Just at noon, the Special Training Camp issued a new announcement: the Cultivation Camp was about to begin ranking trials!
Students were divided into seven levels, and the last few students in each level would be eliminated.
The focus of everyone's discussion was that the elimination quota for this ranking trial was one-tenth!
Upon seeing the new announcement, students and instructors began discussing it.
One student's expression was incredulous, "What! The first ranking trial is going to eliminate one-tenth of the students?"
On the other side, a student who had survived the Joint Training Camp shook his head after seeing the new announcement, "Sigh, it's not just this time; it's probably going to be this many students eliminated in every ranking trial from now on. I really miss the old Joint Training Camp."
An instructor pondered, "The first ranking trial will eliminate fifty people. Governor Lorenzo is very dissatisfied with the old Joint Training Camp system."
Governor's Office.
Seeing many students looking worried through the light screen, Lorenzo nodded, "Very good, it seems their attention has been drawn to the ranking trials."
"Hmm."
Lorenzo's expression subtly changed, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the light screen before him vanished.
Ding...
The doorbell rang after the light screen disappeared.
Lorenzo picked up his water cup, "Come in."
Ender pushed the door open and entered the office, "Your Excellency, Governor, you wished to see me?"
"Ender Royce."
Looking at the little guy who had caused such a stir, Lorenzo smiled, "My Disciple mentioned you."
"Hmm?"
Ender showed a perfectly timed look of surprise, "Your Disciple mentioned me? May I ask who Your Excellency, Governor's Disciple is?"
Lorenzo said with a smile, "The one who specially approved your entry into Morning Light Academy."
"Instructor Ian."
Ender remembered the instructor who had specially approved his entry into Morning Light Academy.
Lorenzo asked, "Aren't you curious where he went?"
"I am somewhat curious."
Ender nodded in response.
Lorenzo said, "Ian entered the Stellar Training Camp. You will meet him in the future."
Ender's expression was puzzled, "Meet him in the future?"
Lorenzo chuckled softly, "You'll know in the future."
After saying this, his expression turned serious, and the smile on his face faded, "The casual talk is over. Now, I announce the order from the Empire's Cultivation Planet Department!"
Upon hearing that it was an order from the Empire, Ender's expression became solemn, and he listened quietly as the Governor announced the order.
"Due to Ender Royce's special talent, he is specially approved to enter the Stellar Training Camp..."
After listening to Lorenzo read the order, Ender was momentarily stunned. He just entered the Stellar Training Camp just like that?
All of this came too suddenly; he knew it was very difficult to enter the Stellar Training Camp!
But suddenly, someone told him that he was specially approved to enter the Stellar Training Camp, so he naturally found it hard to believe, even if that person was the Governor of Kuka Planet.
"Your Excellency, Governor, is this order real?" Ender asked tentatively.
Lorenzo nodded, "Yes, you heard correctly, it's real."
Seeing the Governor nod, a look of joy appeared on Ender's face. Being able to enter the Stellar Training Camp naturally surprised him!
Entering the Stellar Training Camp would grant him special privileges.
With special privileges, the crisis of his Family's ranch being taken away would be resolved!
"Don't be too happy yet." Suddenly, Lorenzo spoke, "Although the Empire's Cultivation Planet Department has issued the order, I do not intend to accept it."
"What! Not intending to accept?"
Ender's expression froze, and he felt a little anxious!
He had finally gotten a chance to enter the Stellar Training Camp, which could solve his Family's ranch crisis, so how could he be willing to give it up!
He wanted to question the Governor why, why he wouldn't let him enter the Stellar Training Camp.
But very quickly, he forced himself to calm down.
Because Lorenzo was the Governor of Kuka Planet, a Universe Level expert!
His decisions were not something he could oppose, and questioning him could very likely offend him.
Once offended, it would be a disaster for him and his Family, as he managed Kuka Planet after all!
Ender felt powerless in his heart, "Weakness is the original sin!"
At this moment, he had a strong desire to become stronger, to escape weakness and become a powerful individual!
Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Ender remained expressionless, listening quietly.
Lorenzo watched the changes in the little guy's expression, his eyes slightly narrowed, "To be honest with you, entering the Stellar Training Camp with your current skill level would be harmful, not beneficial!
"Either you'll be eliminated, or you'll die in a trial mission!"
Lorenzo continued, "Do you know what the death rate of the Stellar Training Camp is?"
"47%! Nearly half the death rate!" Lorenzo held up three fingers, "Even if you are eliminated from the Stellar Training Camp, you still have to pass three trial missions!"
"That high!" Ender was somewhat startled.
"Not only is the death rate high! The Geniuses in the Stellar Training Camp competing with you, the worst among them have their skills at Perfection, while your skills haven't even reached the Perfect level!"
Lorenzo struck him mercilessly, "Entering the Stellar Training Camp with such strength will only lead to you being trampled by other Geniuses, and you likely won't even pass the first trial mission."
"I've seen your data. You want to enter the Stellar Training Camp to gain special privileges and protect your Family's ranch."
Lorenzo's tone softened considerably, "Although I don't accept the special approval from the Empire's Cultivation Planet Department, I will give you a chance because of it.
"As long as you raise your skills to Perfection within one year, then I will accept the order from the Empire's Cultivation Planet Department.
"As compensation, in addition to allowing you special approval to enter the Stellar Training Camp, I will also give you an additional reward!"
As he spoke, Lorenzo raised one hand, and a rotating display of a B-grade nutrient capsule appeared on the light screen.
"If you raise your skills to Perfection within one year, you will gain the opportunity to use the nutrient capsule, which can directly and without side effects raise your Gene Energy to Planetary Level Nine."
Lorenzo gently moved his hand, and a blood-red triangular cone appeared on the light screen.
"If you comprehend a Domain within one year, I will personally fund the purchase of a second-tier Low Grade Spirit Weapon for you—the Blood Edge Blade!"
Looking at the Blood Edge Blade rotating on the light screen, Ender asked, "What if I can't reach Perfection within one year?"
"I am a very fair person. If you don't meet the requirements, you'll have to compete with other students."
Ender nodded with determination, "I will raise my skills to Perfection within one year!"
This was an opportunity!
An opportunity to enter the Stellar Training Camp without competition; he had to seize this chance!
Because this opportunity was exchanged for special approval to enter the Stellar Training Camp!
"Alright, go back and Cultivate." Lorenzo was dismissing him, "I hope you can seize this opportunity."
"Yes, Your Excellency, Governor."
Ender bowed respectfully, then left.
Watching Ender leave, Lorenzo thought to himself, "This little guy has good willpower; he didn't lose his composure even with this."
Then, he tapped the light screen several times, and a message appeared on it. The sender was Domain Master Frank.
This message was completely different from the order he had just announced; it did not mention specially approving Ender to enter the Stellar Training Camp.
It only instructed him to guide Ender well, ideally to help him raise his skills to Perfection within three years, so he could enter the Stellar Training Camp to Cultivate.
"Three years? That's too long."
It was just raising skills to Perfection. Did that really need three years?
Lorenzo looked at the light screen and shook his head, "At most two years, at least half a year, and I can get this little guy's combat skills to Perfection."