Reverse Transmigration: From F-rank to SSS-rank-Chapter 24: Only the wolves left

Chapter 23

I stopped in my tracks, then turned around. "I’m not giving these back." I replied, my brow raised in a slight frown.

"No not that, I just..." He started, but hesitated. Then he quietly walked towards me. "You’re nothing like I’ve ever faced. Your abilities, you’re incredible. Are you really a Voldrak student? How am I ranked at the top when you exist here?"

I could see he had a lot going through his mind. I smiled, then leaned closer to him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I’m just someone who happened to find myself at the bottom but plans to reach the top soon.i hope you’ll stay out of my way in the future."

Saying that, I turned to leave but he quickly held on to my hand. His gesture made me freeze, what the hell was that for.

"Can we be friends?" He asked flatly, not bothering to care about how ridiculous that sounded. I turned to Lilian, and she immediately understood what I was asking for.

"He is genuine." She replied giving a slight nod.

Then I turned to face the silver haired guy. With a soft sigh, I stared straight into his blue eyes, "I don’t know why you suddenly want to be my friend, but I’ll tell you this... I’m a sociopath, so don’t dream of having anything real with me like friendships. I don’t do friends, and I don’t trust anyone, not after what the last one cost me. If you insist on being my friend, you’ll only end up becoming my pawn, so here’s my honest advice for you...stay away from me."

I didn’t wait for him to protest and just held Lilian’s hand, teleporting out of there to a few meters away. Friends my ass, I’d even long forgotten what that word meant.

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Twelve hours later

The exam had finally come to an end. Just like we’d suddenly been teleported in, we were instantly teleported out as soon as the twenty four hours was over.

We all found ourselves standing in the same spot we were before, the only difference now was that the field was a lot scanty compared to when we first started the exam.

More than fifty percent had failed. That was a hell lot people that had died.

The ones that remained looked like they’d just crawled out of hell. Bloodied uniforms, bruised faces, torn limbs hastily bandaged with scraps of cloth. A few couldn’t even stand properly, leaning against their partners for support. The air was heavy with the stench of iron and death, lingering even though we were no longer inside Cole’s fabricated dimension.

I scanned the survivors. Some were grinning like maniacs, proud of what they’d done. Others looked hollow, eyes vacant, as if they’d left pieces of themselves back in there with the corpses. Then there were those pretending they weren’t trembling, shoulders squared, jaws clenche, but their hands gave them away.

It was chaos disguised as order.

Logan stood exactly where he had been before we started the exam, calm, collected, like this bloodbath was nothing more than a school drill. He looked us over, eyes sharp and unreadable, and when he finally spoke, his voice carried no hint of surprise or pity.

"Congratulations," he said flatly. "To those who survived. You’ve proven yourselves more worthy than the trash that didn’t make it. Take pride in that."

No one answered. No one even had the strength to.

He let the silence stretch for a while, then gestured toward the management staff behind him. "The points will now be calculated. Any team that did not reach exactly one hundred points..." He smirked, "...will be joining the failures."

A ripple of shock moved through the survivors. By joining the failures, did that mean they’ll also be killed? That wasn’t mentioned at the beginning of the exam, so I understand their surprise.

I felt Lilian shift slightly beside me, the tension in her body clear. She had held up her end well in there, and together we’d done exactly what we needed to do. Good thing he had me as her partner. Not like her ability hadn’t been useful to me, infact without her help, I would have sustained a lot more severe injuries.

Still, I couldn’t help glancing around at the others. Some faces turned pale as they realized what Logan meant. They had survived, and they thought that was the end. Failing was fine, but loosing your life even after surviving a near death experience all because you could get up to the required points was a nightmare.

Logan clapped his hands once, loud enough to make a few flinch. "Bring out the keys."

One by one, teams began handing in their spoils. Keys of every shape and size piled into the glowing crystal box Cole had conjured. Numbers shimmered above each deposit as the system calculated totals. A few teams relaxed when they saw the green glow indicating a either hundred or higher points. Others... the red glow sealed their fate.

The red-glow teams didn’t even have time to beg. Frank stepped forward, raising his hand casually, and without hesitation, erased them with one strike, clean and brutal, blood spilling from where their heads had been, and their bodies dropped where they stood.

The students gasped, the girls screaming and covering their mouths right after to muffle their voices.

Lilian sucked in a sharp breath beside me. And right after, the rest of the field fell into complete silence. I’d never expected the academy would go this far with this exam.

The message was clear: there were no second chances here. I wonder who was the new president that set the rules this year.

By the time it was our turn, I walked forward without hesitation and dropped our keys into the box. The green glow flared immediately. Four hundred and fifty. My team had the highest score so far, and I could hear to surprise gass and whispers of the students when they looked at ourscore.

Logan’s eyes flicked to me for the briefest moment, and I thought I saw a small twitch at the corner of his mouth, amusement, maybe. Or curiosity. Whatever it was, it didn’t last.

He turned back to the others. "The survivors will proceed to the next stage of the test starting tomorrow. The rest..." He didn’t bother finishing the sentence. He didn’t need to. Their corpses on the ground were explanation enough.

I looked around once more. Out of hundreds, only a fraction remained. The academy had trimmed the weak, leaving behind the wolves.