Moments later, the martial artists on the scene were also guided by the staff of District Thirteen to form orderly queues for testing.
Chen Fan was among them, of course.
He was at the very end of the line.
Meanwhile, the leaders in the plaza control room were selecting the martial artists they favored.
Chen Fan, at this moment, was being watched by two women.
They were afraid that other leaders of District Thirteen might discover the anomaly, as Chen Fan's near-divine strength was indeed terrifying.
"Mid-stage Innate, queue on the right."
"Late-stage Innate, queue on the right."
"Early-stage Innate, queue on the right."
"No True Qi cultivation, queue on the left."
The cultivation tests were also commencing one after another.
Soon, it was Chen Fan's turn.
Chen Fan looked at the instrument before him with a casual air.
He knew that once his True Qi was injected into it, it would be more than enough to cause the machine to explode.
Chen Fan was still contemplating a solution.
"Are you going to test or not?" a supervisor beside him said.
Chen Fan glanced at the supervisor.
He then raised his right hand, suppressing his cultivation to the utmost, and gently placed a palm into the instrument.
A minuscule wisp of True Qi was infused. Chen Fan nervously watched the display on the instrument. The numerical value soared directly from Innate to Houtian, stopping just as it was about to break through the Golden Core stage. This was perhaps his strength.
"Chen Tianjiao! Peak Houtian!"
As the instrument's voice rang out.
The entire venue was stunned.
Even the leader of the Sixth District on stage stared at Chen Fan for a long time without speaking.
This was perhaps Chen Fan's true strength.
In the command center, the two women looked at Chen Fan, clearly not expecting him to be so ostentatious.
"Sister, isn't Chen Fan going too far with this?" Bai Ling said to her sister.
"What, you knew about his strength too?" Bai Lin looked at Chen Fan, then at the instrument.
"If I didn't know, why would I ask Chen Fan for help?" Bai Ling said playfully.
"He is indeed being too high-profile. This way, Chen Fan is very likely to catch the eye of other leaders."
As Chen Fan's woman, Bai Lin, although eager for revenge, still had to consider Chen Fan's well-being more.
After all, her grandfather was already dead.
But Chen Fan, very much alive, was still here.
On the plaza of District Thirteen.
With the entire venue focused on Chen Fan, there was not much noise due to the presence of the leader of the Sixth District.
The District Thirteen staff member who had previously urged Chen Fan was also shocked.
"Is someone so young really this strong?" the staff member murmured to himself.
At this moment, Chen Fan realized he might have overexerted himself.
Generally speaking, it was already a miracle for someone so young to possess mid-stage Innate cultivation, but for Chen Fan, he was simply beyond ordinary comparison.
In everyone's eyes, having peak Houtian strength at the age of twenty was like a treasure waiting to be unearthed.
The leader of the Sixth District stood on the stage, quietly observing Chen Fan. While shocked, he also sighed.
"This young man's future strength will surely rival that of the Divine Hall. His potential is immeasurable."
As Chen Fan's moment of glory passed.
The testing at the venue proceeded directly to its conclusion.
Finally, the statistics were compiled and handed over to the leader of the Sixth District.
The leader of the Sixth District took the report and said,
"After tallying, a total of one thousand three hundred people were present. One thousand one hundred and sixty people were found to have no True Qi, and one hundred and forty people were found to have True Qi."
"Among those with True Qi, one hundred and thirteen were in the Innate realm, twenty-five in the Houtian realm, nineteen in the early Houtian realm, five in the mid Houtian realm, zero in the late Houtian realm, and one in the peak Houtian realm."
The data was immediately announced.
Chen Fan became the topic of discussion among everyone.
At this moment, a Black man walked towards Chen Fan.
The newcomer was none other than Smith.
"Hey, I heard they say you're peak Houtian! You're truly incredible," Smith said.
Chen Fan looked at Smith awkwardly, remaining silent for a long time.
Smith, however, took the opportunity to try and quickly establish a connection with Chen Fan.
Facing Smith's enthusiasm, Chen Fan naturally understood his intentions.
He continued to refuse any deeper connection with Smith.
After being rejected several times by Chen Fan, Smith dejectedly walked away.
From their conversation, it was learned that Smith did not qualify for official employee status.
He could only become a lowest-tier armed personnel of District Thirteen.
"On stage, the leader of the Sixth District began to speak."
"Now, those without True Qi, please remain in place. Specialized personnel will guide you to the next stage of the examination. Those with True Qi, please follow me."
Although many people did not show any True Qi, District Thirteen's assessment for martial positions still had to continue. At the very least, ordinary armed personnel of the Provincial Committee District Thirteen required exceptional endurance and physical examinations to prevent the entry of patients with other illnesses. Moreover, the benefits for ordinary armed personnel of District Thirteen were by no means inferior, so more people were willing to stay and wait for guidance from the staff.
Chen Fan and the others were then led to another location.
The Combat Mission Command Center.
On the wall of the command center was a bird's-eye view of the headquarters of District Thirteen.
After quickly reviewing it in his mind, Chen Fan found a seat and sat down.
As Chen Fan and the others took their seats.
Twelve leaders, including Bai Lin, the acting Left Divine Hall leader, emerged from behind the scenes of the command center.
Bai Lin acted as if she didn't know Chen Fan, walking past him directly and stepping onto the stage.