Such minor characters often have the potential to become a Red Cloak. However, in terms of talent, they are leagues behind the 12-star generals. The current Federation has clearly gone downhill, daring to place such characters, who dare not confront others with their true identities, in a prominent position. Frankly speaking, no country would be foolish enough to believe that Revenge Shadow Rider is merely a mysterious player.

The opening ceremony will be held on the following day at precisely eighty past, with two battle options: team or individual. Additional simultaneous applications are also accepted. However, experienced veterans often consider themselves superior, so how many of them truly intend to participate in team battles? Yet, due to the high prize money, the proportion of team battle participants is quite high.

Team battles are limited to 2V2. This rule was jointly defined by the four major forces considering the resources. Anything more would be too much; two well-coordinated super Mecha already consume a considerable amount of resources. The authorities can't possibly dedicate all of their resources to this aspect.

That evening, Feng Yi received an order from the Capital Military Department, instructing him to participate in the National Confrontation. Brian had conveyed this order through the Star Domain Broadcast a few days ago. This could be considered a vacation assignment that the president himself had given to Feng Yi. Feng Yi's outstanding performance had already aroused high attention from the military department. Given his brilliant record on the battlefield, would Feng Yi also take the lead in this battle? Considering these factors, the Military department gave him this order.

The message had been delivered a few days ago. It was only after Feng Yi's Heavenly Communication to Star Wars that he received the President's message. If it were not for this, Feng Yi, who has a bad habit of keeping things simple, would never have voluntarily turned on his communication mode.

Feng Yi, upon receiving the order, felt slightly awkward. How would he explain his ID? Every ID in the Galactic Warfare game was unique, traceable to a real person's information. He couldn't possibly openly declare that he was Revenge Shadow Rider. If his identity were exposed, his life would never be peaceful again, as he might face relentless hounding from the paparazzi.

However, having no other option and being a soldier committed to following orders, he decided to log in. "Eggy, could you help me to modify my game ID?"

"I'm afraid I can't. IDs are non-editable. But I can create a mapped branch in the account through the Intelligent Brain database terminal."

Though Feng Yi didn't completely understand, it sounded impressive. He agreed to proceed. If he had to log in with the Shadow Rider ID, he would rather disobey the order. He could certainly weigh the pros and cons.

The grand opening ceremony entered its countdown stage at 7:50 on the following morning. That day, the online rate of Star Wars reached an unprecedented level, increasing by several dozen percentages. Even the additional servers seemed inadequate. Many IDs displayed foreign symbols, indicating several new players that had just recently registered from allied nations.

The combat arena was divided into sixteen groups. This meant that the top players from the sixteen groups would engage in elimination battles. The official powers didn't bother to meddle with this type of competition. Most people chose their idols from the official fight schedule for targeted viewing.

Shortly after Feng Yi logged in, his real identification information was recommended by the Military Department. To his surprise, his overall evaluation from the Galactic Warfare company gave him a rank of 4444 in the Federal Strength ranking, which was already considered a high position below the top 100 masters.

However, the focus was not on the rank but the number. The number 4444 immediately attracted numerous curious netizens. Of course, lucky numbers like 8888 or even 888888 would also stir up some discussions, but 4444 was definitely considered among the tragedies, a unique freak among the losers.

Ding Ling, Feng Yi had just arrived when he heard the system prompt. Upon checking, it turned out to be a friend request from Zhang Xiaobo.

How should I put it… The probability of becoming friends with him amongst millions of people would be near impossible. However, Feng Yi's ID number increased his visibility, just as Fat Tiger was idly poking around. Unbelievably, he ran into Feng Yi.

Alpha Wind Thunder school district for combat practice. Fat Tiger almost burst out laughing. His voice immediately echoed through the entire simulation combat room. Elvis and Sheng Qiangwei exhibited expressions of disbelief. Mu Tou, as a seeded player, broke out in cold sweat. After all, the president's real identity authentication was genuine, but the ranking was too low, right? Moreover, the odd rank of 4444 was pretty strange. Although compared to common players it was already a strong performance, everyone felt it was somehow not up to Feng Yi's level.

When someone heard this person was Sheng Qiangwei's boyfriend, Sheng Qiangwei's pretty face flushed a little. As her teammate, Amelia found Sheng Qiangwei's reaction a bit unusual.

"Milly, what's the matter over there?"

"Nothing, just look up the player ranked 4444 in the Federal Strength Ranking."

Ding Ling Ding Ling... the systems' unique friend addition sound effect rang out for a while. Only then did Feng Yi remember that he hadn't set up friend verification or disabled message alert for this new ID. It didn't take long for him to receive a lot of messages, with Fat Tiger requesting a video call.

Feng Yi was slightly speechless. Just after he had finished talking with the fat man, messages from Elvis, Balun, Mu Tou, and other friends began to pour in one after another, most of them were asking about his situation. Just because others were oblivious to the black warriors' identity at Maraca Freedom Port didn't mean that those close to Wind Thunder were unaware.

Out of boredom, Feng Yi replied a few times. He was too lazy to respond to everyone individually. In the end, he received another message from Emily.

"What a coincidence, Feng. We meet again."

In the Heavenly Communication, Emily's conversation was full of grace and propriety. Her pink hair, colorful glossy eyes, and her healing face all served to highlight the soft demure charm inherent to women.

Feng Yi had a rare embarrassed smile on his face, which made Emily lightly cover her lips with her hand. He had a good understanding of Amelia's strength, which was on par with Sheng Qiangwei's. Although both of them had shown exceptional talent in the Martial Arts Hall, anyone who could participate in the Star Wars was a master. Making their name in the competition was no easy feate, and Feng Yi truly congratulated both of them.

"Are you competing alone?"

"Hehe, I'm with Weiwei..."

Interestingly, as soon as Emily finished speaking, Feng Yi was immediately pulled into a 3-person chat room.

"Um, um…" Seeing Feng, Sheng Qiangwei was somehow inexplicably tongue-tied, awkwardly unsure where to cast her gaze.

To be honest, Feng Yi also suddenly didn't know what to say at this moment. He scratched his head and quickly pulled Fatty into the chat room. With this, most of the people who were connected in the Martial Arts Hall were gathered.

Fatty seemed a bit shocked to see who had joined in, "Hey, isn't this the universally loved Emily? How did you two end up together?"

"We formed a team. Xiao Bo, do you have a teammate?"

"Yes, I do."

"Huh, Fatty, aren't you competing in singles?" Sheng Qiangwei's face was filled with confusion. She had also discussed this topic with Fatty before, so she knew what was what.

Fatty sighed heavily, saying that he was not fighting alone. He was accompanied by at least loneliness. He was destined to be lonely for the rest of his life. As his ridiculous words came out, everyone both laughed and sighed... Feng Yi also joked with everyone and left in style.

However, with Amelia's keen perception, she noticed something unusual between Feng Yi and Sheng Qiangwei. Sheng Qiangwei making eye contact with Feng Yi was not like this before. It seemed that she had belatedly realized something.

Before she had time to think, the opening ceremony had officially begun. Accompanied by wave after wave of uproarious cheers, the screen suddenly went black, and then, the vast competition field suddenly turned into a galaxy filled with starlight...

An angel untainted by the world slowly walked over from the distant void. Who was she? Probably there were hardly any people in the world today who wouldn't recognize Athena.

As the representative of public popularity, the originally tumultuous competition field quieted down with her arrival...

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