The next day.
Early in the morning, at the entrance of the Primordial Spirit Research Institute.
Wang Zhishan and Chen Ming had both arrived. When they saw the genius students and powerful researchers coming and going, their eyes were filled with envy.
People were divided into groups.
Before reaching that position, the people they came into contact with were completely different. Like them, they usually only interacted with ordinary students at most. On Su Yu’s side, almost all of them were well-known genius students.
After waiting for a while, Su Yu came out.
“Sorry to keep you waiting!”
Su Yu looked at the time. It was just 7 o’clock. These two had come quite early.
Chen Ming hurriedly said, “Class monitor, it’s us who came early.”
Su Yu smiled and didn’t say anything more. He quickly said, “Then let’s go to the pit of ten thousand races.”
