Chapter 42: Who Is the Undercover Agent? (1)

He was the undercover agent?

This round was difficult for the ordinary contestants.

Not only did they have to clear stages while guarding against the other nine teams, they also had to identify the undercover agent within their own team.

They couldn’t neglect protecting their teammates, yet they also couldn’t trust them.

An impossible situation.

There were only ten thousand advancement spots. Once the number of successful contestants reached ten thousand, everyone else would permanently lose their chance.

But this round was just as brutal for the undercover agents.

There were six stages total in the competition, meaning there would be at least five voting rounds. A fifty percent probability.

Not to mention, during the stage-clearing process, every contestant would prioritize “finding the undercover agent” above all else.

If the undercover agent was accidentally killed by another team, their whole team would be eliminated.

If the undercover agent successfully hid until the end, their whole team would still be eliminated.

The undercover agent could also attack them at any time...

Under these circumstances, how could they possibly not prioritize finding the undercover agent first?!

As long as they identified the undercover agent and eliminated them, then when facing the other teams, they wouldn’t need to cautiously protect themselves while also protecting a teammate.

Aside from the undercover agent, whether the other teammates lived or died had nothing to do with them.

— Truly worthy of the <Top Talent Show> production team, coming up with rules this vicious, calculating, and paranoia-inducing.

He Yu curled his lips slightly.

Compared to the first round, the second elimination round was far more interesting.

He Yu’s distraction was obvious.

Duan Yuchen, who had been watching him closely, immediately noticed.

Duan Yuchen narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “What are you thinking about?”

The moment he pointed it out, the others also looked over suspiciously, carefully examining He Yu’s expression.

— Why was He Yu spacing out after hearing the rules?

Aside from the undercover agent, what else was there worth getting distracted over?

Could it be they had already found the undercover agent this easily?

He Yu raised his head, still seeming absent-minded. After a moment, he frowned and said, “Ten teams entering one battleground... that means aside from us, there are nine other teams.”

A very complicated expression appeared on his face as he said quietly—

“I think I just offended every single strong team.”

Everyone: “???”

Their suspicion instantly vanished because—

That really was a very valid thing to zone out over!

Fuck.

Before determining who the undercover agent was, teammates had to protect one another. Absolutely nobody on their team could die.

Which meant—

They had to protect He Yu.

After He Yu’s earlier stunt, he had attracted the hatred of every powerhouse contestant.

Meaning they were all getting dragged into suffering alongside him!

In this competition, they would probably end up fighting one against nine.

This was truly fucking painful.

Duan Yuchen’s expression completely cracked apart. Siya, who had been constantly playing with her hair, suddenly froze, gripping her hair tightly as she stared at He Yu in disbelief.

Zhante opened his mouth. After a long while, he finally turned toward Ling Buchen and asked—

“This is... the teammate you wanted?”

They still hadn’t even seen He Yu’s abilities yet, but his talent for attracting disaster was genuinely astonishing.

Right then, the system notification rang out—

[Team 2 has entered the battleground. Members: Zhen Xing, Tang Ke, Annie...]

[Team 3 has entered the battleground. Members: Eugene, Gedai...]

[Team 4 has entered the battleground. Members: Cheng Zhao, Yuan Ze...]

...

Everyone: “???”

Duan Yuchen recalled who He Yu had used his support votes against earlier...

Very good.

Out of the nine teams above, seven had been screwed over by He Yu’s voting manipulations. As for the remaining two weaker teams—

They weren’t even worth mentioning.

Duan Yuchen’s face lost all expression. At this moment, he was filled only with despair and regret.

— He was wrong.

— From the very beginning, he should never have teamed up with He Yu.

If he could do it over again, he would rather die than get involved with He Yu!!

Wanrenzhan exploded in rage, grabbing He Yu by the collar.

“He Yu, you’re fucking unbelievable at causing trouble! Tell me, what the hell are we supposed to do now?! They’re definitely going to gang up on us! Fuck!”

Qiong’s invited teammate, Qiao Yuan, took a deep breath and looked at Qiong with a dark expression.

“In the future, if you team up with He Yu again, do not invite me.”

Qiong looked like she was about to cry too.

— Seriously, who wouldn’t regret this situation?!

Running after screwing people over was satisfying, but having all the people you screwed over chase after you was not satisfying at all!

Earlie glared viciously at He Yu.

“The moment the first stage ends, I’m voting you out first. Fuck.”

Zhante felt even more miserable now.

He had always thought Ling Buchen was the ultimate troublemaker.

Until—

He Yu appeared.

This wasn’t “causing trouble.”

This was trouble itself.

On the verge of collapse, he looked toward the calm Ling Buchen beside him.

“How are you still this calm? Aren’t you panicking?!”

Zhen Xing, Annie, Tang Ke, Eugene, Gedai, Cheng Zhao, Yuan Ze...

All the experts He Yu had ruthlessly screwed over were here.

Under the siege of these nine teams, could they even survive?

Ling Buchen slowly turned his head. His expression never changed.

After a long moment, he said, “There’s nothing we can do.”

Zhante: “...”

Yeah.

What could they even do?

It wasn’t like they could unbind the team now!

He Yu lifted a hand and calmly tapped Wanrenzhan’s wrist.

The instant his cold, slender fingertips touched Wanrenzhan’s skin, the latter instinctively stiffened.

He Yu said flatly, “Let go.”

His voice was calm and indifferent. Those deep, beautiful eyes remained utterly emotionless.

Wanrenzhan’s heartbeat faltered. He subconsciously loosened his grip.

He Yu adjusted his glasses calmly.

“Even if I could do it over again, I would still make the same choice.”

He pushed up his glasses.

“This is a competitive death match where only one person survives. Every contestant here is another contestant’s mortal enemy. There’s no difference between them. If you had the chance to screw someone over, would any of you willingly let it pass?”

Nobody spoke.

They looked at He Yu with extremely complicated expressions.

The moment they heard the other nine teams had entered the same battleground, all they could think about was being hunted down from all sides.

Only despair remained.

Yet He Yu, the person standing at the very center of danger, was still this calm?

And he was right.

When given the opportunity to sabotage others, nobody would willingly give it up.

Duan Yuchen took a deep breath.

“We entered first. The other teams have only just arrived, so they won’t have time to make trouble immediately. Let’s find somewhere to hide first and discuss our response plan. This stage will be difficult. We have to stay cautious at all times.”

He exchanged looks with Earlie and Siya, a decision forming in his mind.

This round was incredibly difficult.

They had to survive through the first stage no matter what.

Then, once the first stage ended—

Vote He Yu out first.

Whether he was the undercover agent or not, as long as they eliminated him, the biggest magnet for hatred in their team would be gone.

Besides, this was also the best chance to get rid of He Yu.

Duan Yuchen believed that after everything that had happened, whether it was Qiong, Qiao Yuan, Zhante, Wanrenzhan, or Harvey, all of them would want to vote He Yu out first.

— Therefore, the top priority was surviving the first stage safely.

As for He Yu, they would keep him alive for one stage. Once the first stage ended, no matter what, he had to be eliminated.

Zhante said, “No objections. Let’s go find a place to hide.”

The group left the area.

He Yu walked calmly at the very back, not showing the slightest trace of panic.

Meanwhile, the barrage in his livestream had completely exploded—

“He Yu is doomed this round!”

“Yeah. He’s the undercover agent, and even if he isn’t, Duan Yuchen and the others have already decided to eliminate him directly.”

“I genuinely can’t think of any way for He Yu to turn this around.”

“This round was designed specifically to kill He Yu. His combat power is too low. He can’t even kill other people to save himself!”

“Sigh. Thinking about He Yu dying is actually kind of regrettable.”

“What’s there to regret? He’s just a garbage-planet person. Briefly shining once was enough. Did you really expect him to make it to the end?”

“Hahaha serves him right! Who told him to screw over all those top experts earlier? This is karmic retribution!”

“I seriously didn’t expect all these people to enter the same battleground. Even the settings themselves are targeting He Yu.”

...

On the <Top Talent Show> discussion plaza, the Federation powerhouse “Qiao,” who had always opposed He Yu, suddenly appeared and tagged another powerhouse who had previously supported He Yu—Larry.

He wrote:

[He Yu truly has no way to survive this round. Duan Yuchen and the others are absolutely determined to eliminate him after the first stage. His combat power is too low for him to kill others and save himself, so he can only wait for death.

And now, the Federation audience is very rational. Since the start of Round Two, barely anyone has voted for him. Reaching another hundred thousand votes is impossible.

I can’t think of any method left for him to break the situation. His trash-planet combat power was destined to limit him to this point.

Let us mourn this brief shooting star.

Larry, do you still believe in him now?]

A long time later, Larry finally appeared and said only one sentence—

[If He Yu can still advance this round, then we must admit this: he is a trash-planet contestant capable of pressing Main Planet elites into the ground and rubbing against them. He is a brilliantly shining pearl.]

Larry’s words sounded supportive, but in reality, they were merely hypothetical.

He no longer showed the same confidence as before.

— Because this round’s conclusion already seemed predetermined.

Blue Star.

Wei Jiaguo stared blankly at the screen.

Beside him, Ye Kaijun’s voice had turned hoarse.

“He Yu... what do we do? Does he still have another way out?”

Zheng Ke shook his head bitterly.

“I can’t think of one. They’ve already decided to eliminate him after the first stage. There aren’t even any NPCs in this round, so he can’t repeat his previous methods.”

— There were no loopholes left to exploit.

Ye Kaijun clenched his fists tightly.

“This round was completely designed to target He Yu! All the strongest contestants entering the same battleground? How could he possibly hit odds like this? And the undercover agent only having eight combat power... the system clearly wants him eliminated!”

He took a deep breath.

“He Yu’s performance last round was absolutely breathtaking, yet he only barely received one hundred thousand votes. This round, he may die, so the audience will become stingy with their support votes...

If Blue Star... if Blue Star had voting rights, then with a brain like He Yu’s, he would definitely reach the very end!”

Zheng Ke gave a bitter smile.

“If He Yu were from Main Planet, his performance, his intelligence, everything exceptional about him would have been recognized long ago. They would protect him all the way to the finals.”

Clearly, his performance was no worse than Zhen Xing’s or Eugene’s.

He possessed the highest attention and discussion rates consistently.

But simply because he came from Blue Star, because his combat power was low, he was naturally discriminated against.

Zheng Ke no longer even felt angry.

He only felt despair.

Wei Jiaguo, who had remained silent the entire time, suddenly lifted his head.

His eyes locked tightly onto the screen ahead.

The central screen belonged to He Yu. Inside the livestream, the young man remained eternally calm and composed...

Wei Jiaguo took out his phone again and opened the trending searches.

Sure enough, Blue Star’s top two trends were—

Help He Yu!

He Should Not Lose to the Rules

Wei Jiaguo’s voice turned hoarse.

“I refuse to believe He Yu has no solution left. He’s not someone who accepts defeat.”

He turned slightly and lowered his voice toward the person beside him.

“We don’t have voting rights, then we’ll use resources to buy votes. Do everything possible to help He Yu advance. He shouldn’t end here.”

— During the preliminaries and the first round, every single one of He Yu’s performances had made Blue Star proud.

Their civilization had started too late.

Their connection to the universe had begun too late.

But even though they were “one step behind,” they could still do everything in their power to help He Yu.

Their scientists were researching “combat power” day and night.

They could use their limited resources to help the contestant who had made Blue Star proud.

Support votes could protect someone’s advancement in this competition.

But in the final round, support votes held little meaning. Therefore, the <Top Talent Show> production team had never restricted vote trading.

It was just that in this cruel interstellar era, who would willingly spend resources for someone else?

Every ten years, another batch of contestants could enter anyway. There was no need to waste resources.

But Blue Star wanted to try.

“We’re hiding here?” Wanrenzhan stopped beneath a giant tree. “Won’t the others find us?”

The enormous tree blotted out the sky and sun. The ten of them standing beneath it looked tiny and inconspicuous.

It was indeed a hidden location.

Duan Yuchen said, “Let’s stay here for now. We—”

He Yu interrupted flatly—

“Go higher. There’s a tree hollow up there. It’s safer inside.”

Everyone: “?”

Wanrenzhan instinctively looked upward, but couldn’t see anything at all.

“What tree hollow? Where?” Even Qiong raised her head, but the tree was too enormous and tall to see clearly.

Stepping onto his broom, He Yu flew upward.

— No matter how many times they saw this flying equipment, it still looked bizarre.

But it really was useful.

Its speed and flexibility crushed countless other flight devices.

The tree was extremely tall, but for contestants with overwhelming combat power, climbing it didn’t require any flying equipment at all.

They easily ascended.

Only after reaching the upper branches did they finally see the massive hollow hidden within the tree.

The entrance was large, though not very deep. From the side, it was easy to notice at a glance.

But from below, almost nothing could be seen because of its height.

He Yu climbed inside.

The other nine squeezed in after him.

Ling Buchen ended up pressed closely against He Yu. Lowering his voice, he asked—

“What are you going to do?”

— He was asking what He Yu planned to do this round.

At the moment, it seemed completely hopeless.

He Yu merely raised an eyebrow lightly.

“Handle it however it should be handled.”

Ling Buchen immediately understood.

A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes as he glanced at He Yu.

Clearly, the other party already had a plan in mind.

Wanrenzhan swept a cold glance over the two of them and frowned.

“Let’s discuss—”

Qiong suddenly interrupted him.

“Someone’s coming!”

Everyone instantly shut their mouths, suppressing their presence and making no further sound.

A few minutes later, chaotic footsteps approached, followed by familiar voices.

Gedai cursed, “Have these people gone insane? Attacking the moment the match starts?!”

Eugene remained expressionless.

“This is exactly when they should attack. Otherwise how would they catch us off guard?”

One of the Mechanical Planet contestants in their team added—

“Their explanation was that they mistook us for Team One.”

“Heh.” Eugene sneered. “Do you believe that?”

Most of their team members were from Mechanical Planet. They were extremely easy to identify.

Although He Yu had disrupted their original plans, both Eugene and Gedai had still teamed up primarily with Mechanical Planet contestants.

Their current team composition was five versus five, barely balanced.

They stopped beneath a massive tree.

Gedai said, “This place is relatively hidden. Let’s rest here for a while.”

Up in the tree—

Wanrenzhan: “...”

He didn’t dare stick his head out, but with his ears perked up, he could hear every word clearly.

Turning his head toward He Yu, he noticed that He Yu was tucked away in the corner. From that position, he could both hear and see perfectly. Looking downward gave him a complete view below.

The place they had just considered hidden—

Their enemies had arrived.

Their enemies were secretly plotting beneath the tree, while their entire team was above them eavesdropping...

For some reason, the scene suddenly felt strangely familiar.

The barrage exploded—

“Hahahaha!! History repeats itself.”

“I’m dying laughing. After the preliminaries, when Wanrenzhan and the others were discussing things, He Yu was above them listening to everything too.”

“Wanrenzhan’s expression looks like he remembered something, started suspecting things, and then got confused.”

“I’m seriously crying from laughter. As expected of He Yu!”

“Thinking about how he’ll definitely be eliminated this round makes me a little reluctant.”

“What’s there to be reluctant about? He’s just a garbage-planet contestant.” ...

Meanwhile, the “secret plotting” below continued.

Gedai asked, “Eugene, are you the undercover agent?”

Eugene rolled his eyes and replied irritably, “I suspect the undercover agent is you.”

Gedai: “...”

“Eugene, Gedai, stop arguing already. The existence of an undercover agent already means there’s no trust. If you two keep fighting too, then this round is truly over. You’ll have completely fallen into He Yu’s trap.”

Gedai’s face darkened. Eugene’s expression also turned unpleasant.

“This round will inevitably become mutual slaughter. The ten teams definitely won’t stop until the others are dead. We need a solution. At the very least, before the undercover agent is found, none of us can afford to lose anyone,” Eugene said, taking a deep breath and gradually regaining his composure.

Gedai also stopped arguing.

“Out of the ten teams, eight are powerhouse teams. Everyone wants to use this opportunity to kill off experts from the other teams and clear future obstacles,” someone else said.

Eugene nodded.

“Exactly. But in the first stage, we have a perfect opportunity for a temporary ceasefire.”

Gedai immediately understood and continued—

“Concentrate all conflict onto one team. Team One contains Wanrenzhan, He Yu, Duan Yuchen, Earlie, Siya, Qiong, and even Qiao Yuan, Zhante, Harvey—all strong contestants—as well as the mysterious Ling Buchen.”

Eugene continued, “He Yu just screwed all of us over. Right now every team is unstable.”

At this point, his expression became ugly.

“But this is also an opportunity. Everyone will be willing to cooperate temporarily and eliminate Team One first.”

It wasn’t necessarily that Eugene or Zhen Xing personally wanted He Yu dead that badly.

Rather, by using Team One as the target, the other nine teams could temporarily maintain peace among themselves.

This stage contained too many traps. They couldn’t afford a single wrong step.

Once the first stage ended and everyone gained voting rights, things would become easier afterward.

In other words, even without He Yu, they would still have selected some team to focus-fire.

The only difference was that opinions might have differed then.

But because of He Yu, everyone’s opinions could unify perfectly.

He Yu could only be described as unlucky.

The people beneath the tree continued discussing plans.

Meanwhile, the people inside the tree hollow looked at He Yu with increasingly unfriendly expressions.

Duan Yuchen and the others all wore gloomy faces.

— Sure enough, the other nine teams planned to concentrate all attacks on them.

 The people below soon finalized their plans.

Since they still needed to clear stages, negotiate with the other teams, and organize the siege against Team One, they hurried away.

The people inside the tree remained silent, not daring to expose themselves.

Only after confirming Eugene’s group had truly gone far away did Earlie finally speak with a dark expression—

“He Yu, I’m definitely going to kill you.”

His voice carried thick killing intent.

He Yu lifted his eyelids and glanced at him calmly, clearly not taking the threat seriously at all.

Wanrenzhan took a deep breath and slowly unclenched his fists.

“Let’s discuss countermeasures.”

His gaze swept across everyone as he rapidly organized his thoughts.

“First, report your combat power. This stage requires a certain degree of trust. Understanding our teammates’ combat power is extremely important and will help in future battles.”

If someone had low combat power and the others didn’t know, they might fail to protect that person during combat.

— And disastrous consequences would follow.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

If nobody planned to stab the others in the back, there was no point hiding combat power.

Besides, with advancement and equipment upgrades, combat power constantly changed anyway.

At times like this, there was no need for concealment.

By understanding everyone’s combat power, they could make proper plans and search for a path to survival.

Wanrenzhan spoke first.

“Me first. Combat power: 400.”

His combat power wasn’t considered particularly high. One reason was because during the preliminaries, aside from his axe, he hadn’t obtained much equipment.

Fortunately, during the previous round, thanks to He Yu, he had obtained a mineral capable of increasing combat power.

That type of mineral could be directly fused into a weapon, allowing the user to manipulate it personally.

As a result, his combat power had increased significantly.

Earlie looked somewhat surprised.

“Your combat power is only 400?”

Wanrenzhan glared at him darkly.

Earlie burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Looks like your luck was terrible before. My combat power is 490. I’m about to enter S-rank.”

Wanrenzhan sneered.

“You think that’s high? Eugene’s combat power is probably close to 600 already, maybe even over 600. Zhen Xing’s combat power has definitely surpassed 600.”

Earlie’s smile froze instantly. His face darkened immediately.

Duan Yuchen’s expression also became ugly.

Taking a deep breath, he muttered—

“Their combat power has already become that terrifying? Then the highest combat power in our team is probably Earlie. Mine is only 400 too.”

Although he was a forging master, even the best housewife couldn’t cook without rice.

His weapons had excellent combat power, but his own physical combat power couldn’t compare to battle-type contestants like Wanrenzhan.

Siya said, “420.”

Among all contestants, that was enough to rank within the top hundred.

But compared to the top ten, the gap was enormous.

Qiong said, “430.”

Siya stared at her in disbelief, her expression souring immediately.

Qiong had gained almost nothing during the previous round, yet her combat power rating was actually higher than Siya’s!

The two of them had already formed grudges during the preliminaries.

And Qiong, someone from Chaos Planet, actually had higher popularity than Siya, a celebrity from Main Planet.

Siya was deeply dissatisfied.

Qiao Yuan said, “430.”

Zhante: “480.”

Harvey: “400.”

Ling Buchen paused briefly before saying—

“...99.”

The moment his voice fell, everyone who had been deep in thought snapped their heads toward him in disbelief.

Every single person’s eyes widened.

They seriously suspected they had misheard.

Someone with combat power below 100 had actually passed the preliminaries?

Someone below 200 had actually survived the first elimination round?!

“Are you serious?” Siya widened her eyes dramatically.

Ling Buchen nodded weakly.

“Seriously. My combat power is 99.”

Earlie’s eyes bulged wide. Veins nearly burst from rage as he clenched his fists violently, looking ready to kill on the spot.

“YOU entered the second round with 99 combat power?! Who the hell are you screwing over?!”

Wanrenzhan’s face also darkened heavily.

He turned toward He Yu and gritted out—

“This is the teammate you chose?!”

99 combat power?

What kind of joke was this?

— A weakling like this wouldn’t even be worth acknowledging outside the competition.

He was just too weak.

How could someone this weak even exist?

And he had actually reached the second round?

And now they had become teammates with someone this weak.

Worse, they were required to protect him!

Just thinking about it made them want to cough blood.

Beside them, Zhante spoke faintly—

“When I met him during the preliminaries, his combat power was even lower. But... I advise you not to underestimate him. Some people are just naturally bizarre.”

This was wisdom accumulated through blood and tears.

For a powerhouse with 480 combat power, nearly S-rank, to say something like that—

It was obvious what kind of suffering he had experienced over the past two rounds.

Earlie ignored him completely.

He grabbed Ling Buchen and dragged him forward viciously, teeth grinding.

“If killing teammates wasn’t forbidden, I’d slaughter you right now!”

Narrowing his eyes maliciously, he sneered—

“I’ll tolerate you at most until the second vote. Then I’m voting your useless ass out.”

No matter what, He Yu had to be voted out after the first stage.

Then during the second round of voting, they would eliminate this trash with 99 combat power!

His movements were extremely rough.

Ling Buchen frowned slightly and raised a hand, trying to pry Earlie’s grip off himself.

But the difference in physical ability was far too great.

He couldn’t resist at all.

In the hands of the vicious and powerful Main Planet serial killer, Ling Buchen looked pitifully weak.

He Yu adjusted his glasses and said calmly—

“No matter what you people plan to do, Earlie, if you maintain this attitude when we reach the stage area, then we may as well give up on clearing the first stage.”

Failure would be guaranteed.

How could a team with absolutely no cohesion—

A team whose members despised, guarded against, and hated each other—

Possibly move forward?

Earlie glared fiercely at He Yu, tightening his grip further.

“Didn’t you hear him? He only has 99 combat power! He’s dead weight! Trash like this actually—”

He Yu interrupted him calmly.

“If you dislike him that much, then kill him.”

Earlie: “...”

Grinding his teeth, he spat out—

“I’d fucking love to.”

Then he released Ling Buchen and tossed him back beside He Yu.

He Yu reached out to steady Ling Buchen.

Slightly lifting his eyes, he swept a glance toward Earlie.

Behind those rimless glasses, his gaze was ice-cold.

Ling Buchen, meanwhile, wasn’t angry at all.

After coughing twice and catching his breath, he smiled awkwardly.

“Sorry. My combat power just... isn’t very high.”

Everyone: “...”

Wanrenzhan exploded.

“That’s not ‘not very high’! You’re fucking useless!!”

He was genuinely on the verge of collapse.

What exactly had he done wrong to deserve punishment like this?

Their entire team didn’t even have a single S-rank contestant.

How were they supposed to fight people like Zhen Xing and Eugene?

Did they seriously have any chance of winning this shit?

And that wasn’t even counting Ling Buchen.

Numerically, they were already nine people versus everyone else!

How were they supposed to fight at all?

Might as well just wait for death.

Wanrenzhan forced himself to stay calm.

Taking a deep breath, he looked toward He Yu.

For the first time ever, his gaze toward He Yu was filled with expectation.

“You then? Your combat power... S-rank?”

Back then, He Yu had casually pushed him flying with a single movement.

That scene had left an incredibly deep impression on him.

He had to be S-rank!

Their team’s only remaining hope was probably He Yu.

Although Wanrenzhan constantly shouted about killing He Yu, deep down, he had never truly been confident.

In fact, he vaguely suspected he might not actually be able to beat He Yu.

Now—

He Yu had become their final hope.

Wanrenzhan’s eyes filled with expectation.

He Yu replied calmly—

“My combat power is 8.”

Wanrenzhan dug at his ear.

“What did you say?”

He Yu repeated calmly—

“My combat power is 8.”

“What did you say? Say that again.”

“My combat power is 8.”

“How much combat power?”

“8.”

“Whose combat power is 8?”

“Mine.”

“How much combat power do you have?”