Entering the 325th deck, she could see around a group of Wusun-s laying around and waiting. The moment she stepped inside, some glanced at her, but nothing has happened. What caused them to look strangely at her was her choice of clothing.
Wusun-s was, after all the backbones of each academy, most of them had an innate pride of superiority, but Cyra dressing suggested the complete opposite. She was in ragged clothes, and her whole body was in bandages.
She was the black horse of their competition as up until now. Not a single one of them has met nor heard of her. They didn't even know that the Night Academy had a Wusun until she stepped inside the room.
In the safe floors, they received a notification every time someone entered their floor, making it impossible to stay hidden until the end.
Cyra didn't even look at them using her force control. She detected them a long time ago and decided that they didn't pose any danger to her; as such, she walked to an empty corner and took her seat there while kept her senses locked on Jade.
Half a year passed by, and they arrived to level 6000. People knew these levels to be Wild. The population was incapably high in these areas, even if they were poor. Their numbers were growing day by day, the overall population of these levels reached up to ten quadrillion, disease and viruses were wracking havoc here.
This level was a place that even the cultivators have avoided, a place tainted with plague and horrifying mutations that could drive anyone insane.
Not a single one of them was present out there. The ones that Cyra could sense occasionally were also traveling in the transport tube up or down.
She esteemed that within another half a year, they would arrive at their destinations. During her free time, she always kept half an eye on Jade while regularly reading the articles that she gained from the library.
Cyra also experienced another annoying factor, as her body grew more assertive. The healthy body nullified the [Frost Blood] effects, the intelligence and Essence gradually increased. Still, her strength started to stagnate, and even after days of consumption, she barely progressed anything.
Cyra body is an incredible feat of biological engineering. It can adapt to countless situations and achieve so much yet.
She spent more than 200 years sitting and doing nothing. This lazy lifestyle caused her body to stiff from the lack of exercise, completely halting her progress.
Seeing that there was no point in cultivation any longer, she stood up and decided to take a look at Jade. Even if she wanted to fight, these people here had no point they couldn't even screech her, not to mention injury.
Walking out of the waiting room, Cyra descended to deck 300, where The sect gathered the gods while they were waiting for their arrival to the Collider Sect.
Outside the hallway, a platform displayed God's ranking according to their overall points.
Jade managed to get into the top 150 million while Cyra was in the top 15 million. There were reasonably more students in the God realm than Wusun-s who were taking part in the selections.
Cyra's arrival wasn't unexpected as there we many masters coming and going from God's hall; they came to give gifts and congratulate their disciplines while also assuring that the others didn't pick on them, showing off their might.
Cyra looks once again shocked at everyone present. Her none caring attitude even left some of them stunned.
"Welcome, Master!"
"Hello there, everything is all right?"
"Yes, everybody is nice here, so it's all right!"
"Oh, I'm glad to hear that."
"Hey, you!" From behind a Kir was shouting at Cyra while also repeatedly insulted her, "I think... no, I am positive... that you are the most unattractive thing I have ever seen!"
Cyra wasn't sure if anyone was more robust than her on the ship, but to make sure that nothing will happen to her and Jade, she didn't attack the Kir.
Instead of holding him down and stripped him of the clothes and looted everything valuables, then left him outside of the hall completely naked, leaving it to the people to judge which one of them was more ugly.
She eventually threw away his clothes and went back to chat with Jade and play with Snow.
She decided to take back Snow as the earth's book was still a safer place than some random storage ring for the competition.
For Jade's achievement, Cyra gifted her a 5% purity Tylium even the god saliva could melt it, and the burst could refill her energy it was ever necessary.
The onlookers were awed by Jade's master generosity; they already knew that she was more substantial than what she looked.
A few weeks later, the ship has stopped at level 7000; it seemed like it was the ship's final destination.
Level 7800-8000 was known as the Hope, excellent living conditions orders on the streets thanks to the sects and their self's chance to become cultivators if they wanted to.
All of the Primes were dropped at level 7000. Then they dropped down all the gods at level 7100, Kir-s left at 7200 until the Wusun-s also had to leave the ship at level 7300.
The different groups have arrived at different sects to undergo a different selection process. Level 7300 central district was flooded with cultivators from the Wusun realm.
The fight broke out from time to time, but they weren't big, and the Hun-s has taken care of them quickly. Whoever tried to fight were crippled or killed on the spot.
This event caused the crowd to be more cautious and try to avoid conflicts with each other. The second turn of regeneration was simply those who arrived before the death were immediately added to the list and could participate in the second test.
After registering, Cyra left the Central district and looked for somewhere to live until the competition. As such, she ventured into the green area where People sold colossal mansions.
The competitions and their happenings were streamed across the higher levels from level 8000-9000 countless businessman and elites were cheering for their sons and daughters.
This reason is how Cyra became famous as the weirdest looking God of the century. The sect showed her in TV shows and news as being a Wusun without any fashion sense.
Cyra didn't know anything about this until she got a call from Jade. Telling her that she was all over the news.
Cyra ignored these events and spent her day shopping. She didn't know what to expect. As such, it was better to be safe than sorry.
On the day of the opening ceremony, Cyra wasn't allowed to stand with the crowd. Instead, she was seated with the titled Wusun-s, and oh dear lord. Everyone hated her. There were thousands of people who wished to get the seat of the weirdest. It was a comfortable seat without much hard work.
There were nine seats that the participants could obtain during the waiting period. Their seats displayed their names.
Those who won a seat could obtain jobs quickly as they gained a written recommendation from the collider sect. This way, they could join organizations that supported them at the sect and a social status next to their cultivation achievements.
1. [Lothar Valentine the Strongest]
2. [Yoshi Megalodon the Noble]
3. [Lia Baishan the Beaty]
4. [Mathias Storm the Clever]
5. [Cyra Ember the Weird]
6. [Nikita Dominus the Sinner]
7. [Adam Saxon the Wild]
8. [Darell Linos the Snake]
9. [Toma Ziya Senseless]
One by one, they showed the looks of each individual in life to the masses. Everyone agreed that Cyra looked weird as even her head was in bandages, not even her eyes were visible. They were unnecessary as she entirely relied on [Force control] to see and detect her surroundings.
This incident was the first time that the masses and the other people around her learned her gender. Even with her excellent figure, the bandages have enveloped everything, and nobody dared to guess.
With the formalities out of the way, the crowd's attention was fixed at the sect Huns that were hovering above their heads, waiting to see what would happen next.
The crowd was shocked to realize that they were trapped in the central region. Nobody could exit as the sect trapped them inside.
Some people began to coughing. It was a strange case as they were Wusun, robust and durable cultivators. How could they catch a cold?
The shock didn't last long as more and more of them started coughing. At the 10-minute mark, some people fallen to their knees and started throwing up blood.
The previously 30 million cultivators numbers began to drop. It seemed that they were infected with an incredibly deadly virus.
With each passing minute, millions of Wusun died, 29 million, 28 million, 27 million.
At the 20 minute mark, only 17 million was left alive, Cyra had the urge to go there and collect bot the remains and the storage rings, but seeing how the sect was already doing that, she decided to stay put for now.
Everyone present caught the same virus, but not everyone's body reacted the same way.
For starters, millions have died just during the opening ceremony. During this stage of the selection, everything came down to the immune system.
Everything came down from the time they were humans because humans don't have a robust immune system.
In a city like this, where you could mate with whoever you want, and your primary opponents are other humans, it makes natural selection almost none existent. Furthermore, humans weren't evolved to survive in concrete jungles but the wild.
The surviving minority is most likely from areas affected by viruses and different kinds of bacteria. Their immune system learned to recognize who the enemy is and who is friendly.
The virus that everyone has caught had a relatively high chance to trigger changes that could confuse the immune system.
The lucky ones survived because their immune system recognized what happened and didn't act; the immune system nuked it self and self distracted as for the unlucky ones.
Cyra wasn't affected because Her human diet enchanted her immune system during her hunting years, where she killed millions, and God knows what she ate.
At the 40 minute mark, only around 1,5 million people were left alive, Huns cleared up the streets from the dead bodies, and the live stream turned back on, as the sect didn't show how they reduced the numbers.
Cyra was sitting motionlessly through the entire process until Nikita, sitting next to her, used a stick to poke her. "Yes?"
Cyra's reaction shocked everyone. Be it the seated or the people who were standing, none of them expected her to survive this.
"It's nothing, sorry." Nikita was red from embarrassment as she thought back on what she just did. After all, it was live again, and the others were watching too.
Then everyone received the following massage:
-The opening ceremony has ended. Please go back to your ships and proceed to the next level-
-The opening ceremony has ended. Please go back to your ships and proceed to the next level-
-The opening ceremony has ended. Please go back to your ships and proceed to the next level-
Cyra walked back to the ship yard together with the other competitors and waited for their ship arrival.