Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!

The last scholar contest was quite dull, with two so-called scholars tinkering away for ages, only to end up with extremely calm and icy operations.

It was completely silent throughout, without even a hint of excitement to be seen.

However, the moment this contest began, those audience members who had been dozing off suddenly opened their eyes wide.

"Holy shit!"

"Is this dude starting again?"

Familiar faces, familiar inexplicable maneuvers.

In contrast to the other side's cautious scanning and research, this side was bustling with vigorous and bold actions.

The sound of mechanical cutting echoed clearly in the ears of every spectator through the broadcast screen, creating a lively atmosphere as if composing a rousing orchestral piece.

"..."

Storm turned his head askance, full of suspicion in his gaze towards the elder, 'Are you playing dirty?'

Had the humans already deciphered the technological barriers created by the mechanical beings and kept it a secret all along, unwilling to use it to supplement their forces, preferring to spring it on them in today's contest against the Elf Race?

It didn't make sense!

Would they really not utilize their technology just for today's illusory contest?

Did the humans also have a Prophet of their own?!

"He must be messing around!"

"Just posturing, don't panic!" There was some restlessness among the other elves sitting beside Storm.

"What's the use of being fast? A rushed modification is a waste of effort."

The speed of modification was one aspect of the contest's scoring, but the functionality of the modified product was another important component of the score.

Without too much guessing, the outcome soon became apparent.

Looking at the completely transformed technological creation on stage, everyone's eyes sparkled with eagerness to try it out.

It looked quite professional, but could it actually be used?

"How about getting someone to take it for a test drive?" The elder glanced at the Elf Storm beside him, somewhat nervously ordering his subordinates.

The modification was so quick, even faster than the Scientific Research Institute's people, but was it any good?

What if it was all show and no substance, falling apart as soon as it started?

They would be the laughingstock of the elves for eternity.

"Understood! Sir!"

The driver responsible for testing the vehicles drove several different ones around the professional test track for a few laps, and when he got out, his eyes were blank, "Aren't you testing some new types of vehicles?"

Converted from mechanical beings' vehicles?

He felt nothing off?

It perfectly matched human driving habits, with every detail seamlessly integrated, as if it was designed specifically for humans.

How could this have been modified from a mechanical creation?

Everyone must be joking with me.

The driver was certain of it.

Under the "pressure" from Bai E, the Elf Race's scholars had to speed up their modifications.

The product, which looked a bit awkward, appeared before everyone's eyes, just judging from its appearance.

Bai E's product was of a piece, as if it was custom-made based on a professional designer's blueprint.

The Elf Race scholars' product... it was hard to describe, one could only say it had a certain Orcish technology's charm.

Sitting inside his scholars' modified vehicle, an elf wanted to say a few good words after driving around the track a couple of times, but he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of foam.

Still, he stubbornly gave a thumbs up, shouting loudly, "Good!"

The vehicle behind him burst open with a thunderous crack, expressing deep agreement.

"..."

"..."

Storm's face was as dark as charcoal, "Next match!"

"Although we have already won three out of three matches, we humans are still the masters of this world, and we're willing to give you a chance to challenge us. If you can win one match next, we're also willing to compete with you from the beginning again," the elder said with a smile.

Returning an opponent's own words without changing a letter is the ultimate delight.

"No need!" Storm's face turned utterly dark.

He had never expected that this human martial artist, who seemed a bit slow-witted, would also possess such profound technological expertise.

No wonder Yue Ying mentioned him several times in intra-race communications, it seemed that there really was something exceptional about him.

And a city capable of nurturing such an all-around talent must indeed have some unique advantages.

Was their complete defeat before genuinely just showing weakness?

If that were the case... forming an alliance with this city didn't seem entirely out of the question.

Unintentionally, Storm's mindset had begun to shift.

However, his expression hardened in determination the next moment—no matter what, they could not afford to lose the next two matches!

If they lost again, they would have to consider whether elves would have significantly lower status and no say in the partnership.

After all, if they were inferior in every aspect, what position would they have to negotiate?

"Next is the exploration and understanding of high-dimensional space, and we still have Danniro as our representative," having reconciled himself to the prospect of cooperation, Storm instantly changed his arrogant demeanor to one that was serious and meticulous.

But the old man's words instantly made his blood pressure surge again, "Our representative will still be Bai E."

"???"

'Do humans have no other talents apart from Bai E?!'

This thought almost showed on his face as Storm looked disapprovingly at the old man before him, suspecting that after winning three matches, he was trying to give elves some semblance of dignity.

Humans love to keep up appearances!

After all, how could anyone truly excel at everything?

...Excel at everything?

...Excel?

...Excel?

"Danniro? Danniro? Wake up?!" As he heard his people calling the participant's name, Storm just closed his eyes, feeling a throbbing between his eyebrows.

Understanding and exploring the high-dimensional world can be done in a very simple way—

Both sides would take turns to visit each other's "spiritual" worlds, experiencing the other's perception and insights into the high-dimensional world. This was a common communication method among the spiritual energy practitioners of the Elf Race.

Such exchanges typically reveal vague content that is unspeakable, indescribable, almost like a psychological suggestion.

This reciprocal visit can be a contest, but it often serves as mutual improvement, filling in each other's gaps.

The original intent of the five matches was indeed to foster mutual understanding and bonding between the personnels of the two races... at least that was the pretext everyone maintained.

But now...

What exactly had Danniro seen in the other's world that made him faint so quickly?

What on earth did you see, hey!

Storm approached Bai E, for the first time initiating conversation with this unique human, "What exactly did you show him?"

"It was the 'image' I 'saw' when I first awakened my spiritual energy," Bai E replied calmly.

Bai E had never considered this method of "visiting" before, but following the instructions of the Elf Race's referees, he controlled his spirit to allow the other party into his mental world. The moment after they entered, they fainted.

Looking back, Bai E could vaguely understand from the feedback of spiritual energy that the other party must have seen the gorgeous cosmic 'image' he perceived at his initial awakening of spiritual energy.

And the reason it was this image... Perhaps it was because the initial awakening image is similar to a "home background screen" for each spiritual energy awakener, isn't it?

If not deliberately controlled, the first glimpse during a "visit"... would reveal it.

"Initial awakening?" Storm felt a throbbing in his temples and couldn't help feeling some resentment, 'Yue Ying, what else haven't you clarified to us!'

If just the image from the initial awakening could make Danniro faint at a glance, what level of an image was it?

What kind of monster is this Bai E...?

But fortunately, he is now an ally of the Elf Race!

"Then let's proceed to the next match," Storm had already resigned himself to the fact of their defeat.

Outmatched in skills, there's nothing to say.

"Next match, the hunt, the demon!"