The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 917 They've Come to Pick Me Up

Cyril, the special envoy of the Thalrex Order, stood before the group of competitors. After going over the new guidelines for the upcoming military skills competition, everyone seemed to finally grasp the rules. This year's event wasn't just another contest. It marked the beginning of something much bigger-the preparation for potential interstellar warfare.

The training would take place in a newly crafted simulated spatial realm, a high-tech environment designed to mirror an actual combat zone.

The competitors would enter this space, much like players entering a virtual game. However, the difference was stark: this was no game.

The realm they'd be entering existed in a dimension far removed from Earth, created by an advanced scientific organization to simulate battles on an ultra-dimensional scale.

All the competition scenes would take place in this dimensional space.

People in the real world could see all of their actions, just like watching a live broadcast.

Within this realm, participants would face a fictional alien invasion, designed to challenge them in a series of complex military scenarios.

After entering the realm, each team would receive specific combat assignments from the operational command center that managed the secret realm.

The teams would then navigate a series of obstacles and eventually converge at set locations, where they'd face off against these simulated extraterrestrial enemies in a final battle.

During the entire process, a data system embedded within the secret realm would track each team's performance. The teams would be judged on various factors such as combat skills, leadership in battle, and their ability to coordinate large groups of soldiers.

At the end of the competition, the team that performed the best in fighting off the hypothetical alien forces with the best commander-in-chief would emerge as the winner. Unlike previous years, there would be no runner-up or third place only one team would be crowned champion.

The victorious team, as determined by the system, would join the Thalrex Order's core, securing a prestigious position within the organization.

The rules and overview session lasted two full hours before Cyril announced that, in four days, elite fighters from all over the world would convene at the Qacalisle Island L2 secret military base for a one-day training session.

This training would serve as an elimination round, with only the top 20% of participants advancing to the secret realm itself.

that would be held in four days would be

the briefing concluded, and delegates from around the world slowly

from Luella. She informed him that the Aldridges' extravagant convoy was on its way and

top-tier guards and assistant team, to escort Robin to the Aldridges' villa

stood, leaving the conference

team, who had been humiliated during the meeting, lingered. As soon

placed on them. Cyril, uninterested in dealing with their petty concerns, was initially hesitant but relented when he noticed the group was

it.

he agreed to step

forgives you is entirely up to him," Cyril said. "If Mr. Ramsey agrees to

darkened with

followed Robin out of the meeting room. "Mr. Ramsey, please

"Mr. Higgins, is there something

are begging for your forgiveness, hoping you'll lift the restrictions,"

them to grovel

Robin turned to leave, leaving Cyril

Y net

lack of reaction. Jethro, seeing the situation, placed a hand

done here today."

exit, Cyril stood in disappointment. The Weronnia attaché stepped toward him. "Thank you, Mr.

Robin had agreed to his request and felt an unexpected wave of

disdain. "Don't thank me. You should be thanking Mr.

attaché's face. "He made us look

aback. "What makes you think

that moment, Abner stormed in,

back off. If you don't, your mission here on Qacalisle

him, Abner stormed toward Pierre. "Captain