If all three stats were over 90, there'd be no doubt he would become an excellent pilot, and at the draft meeting, he'd rank at least among the top thirty picks of the first round.

Mao Yisheng's physical test data were as follows:

Body Synchronization Degree: 89

Thinking Conduction Speed: 77

Adaptive Value: 90

The "Thinking Conduction Speed" held him back; otherwise, he might also have been a first-round rookie.

Chen Gu's "Adaptive Value" was precisely 71. This meant that with extraordinary effort, he could adapt to Behemoth battles, but it would be a lengthy process. Expecting an excellent performance in his first match, or even in his first year of competition, was nearly impossible.

"Such a pity." The officials salivated over the first two stats, but the weakness was too obvious. They secretly shook their heads.

The machine stopped, the isolation chamber opened, and Chen Gu emerged. "How are my stats?" he asked.

The officials didn't know how to answer and simply let him see for himself. Chen Gu was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "Why is one stat so bad?"

Then he tossed it aside. After all, his main asset for making a name in the Behemoth Alliance was the Combat Rooster, which had very little to do with him personally.

As the morning passed, both training grounds emptied. Chen Gu entered one and first released the Combat Rooster from the Dimensional Prison Ring.

The Alliance officials' eyelids twitched. What kind of advanced technology is this? Why have we never heard of it?

They looked at Chen Gu, who showed no intention of explaining, so they dared not ask further.

Then, Chen Gu entered the "Consciousness Linker." A sophisticated, huge helmet slowly descended, covering his head.

The Combat Rooster looked around the training ground, appearing restless. What is this place? Why is it making this Beast so agitated, like I want to pick a fight!

Suddenly, it seemed to hear its master's call!

It spun in place several times, like a little dog chasing its own tail. Master? Where is Master? Why can't this Beast see him?

The master's call grew clearer and clearer until it suddenly realized it had lost control of its body; its master had entered its mind!

The Combat Rooster panicked. What's going on? This Beast is so scared! Master was always formidable, and this Beast was never his match. Now he has this ability too? This Beast's life and death are completely in Master's hands!

The Alliance officials continued to watch the monitoring equipment, nodding to each other. "Consciousness connection established smoothly, taking 0.73 seconds. Establishing a connection so quickly on the first try, with no discomfort for either the Behemoth or the pilot—both link stats are over 100. Truly impressive!"

Such a shame... As for what exactly was a shame, there was no need to say it aloud.

In the linked state, Chen Gu easily explained to the Combat Rooster what needed to be done. However, unlike the two pilots from the morning, he didn't conduct any combat training. Instead, he directly told the Combat Rooster, "Once the match starts, I'll enter the 'Consciousness Linker' just for show. You'll handle all the fighting."

"You have to win decisively and impressively! Don't you dare embarrass me, your master!"

The Combat Rooster eagerly agreed.

Then, Chen Gu exited the consciousness link and walked out of the machine.

The Alliance officials were somewhat surprised. "Mr. Chen," one said, "aren't you going to do any combat practice? Battles between Behemoths are different from what humans are used to..."

Chen Gu waved his hand. "No need."

The Alliance officials were helpless. They had advised him as best they could, but what more could they do if he refused to listen? They had heard that this wildcard pilot had a "deep background," and his participation in the Behemoth battles might just be for fun, as a fan of the sport. Perhaps after his first battle, he'd retire.

Chen Gu put the Combat Rooster back into the Dimensional Prison Ring and then drove himself back.

One of the officials mused, What a pity. If he were willing to train hard, he might become the Alliance's poster boy for inspirational pilots in three years, get heavily promoted, and become a top star.

「Back at school」

Chen Gu thought about it and gave Bai Yunpeng a call. Since Bai Yunpeng was also a Behemoth fan, it seemed impolite not to let him know that Chen was entering the league.

Bai Yunpeng was shocked when he heard the news. "You—you're really going to participate in the Behemoth League?!"

"I'll be making my debut the day after tomorrow night. But I'm a newcomer, so it won't be the main event. My opponent is Chalmos."

Bai Yunpeng knew him well. "Chalmos, the 'Bone Crusher.' A famously diligent pilot, one of the best supporting pieces for a championship team."

Then, Bai Yunpeng said with great emotion, "Your life is simply perfect! You know, if I had a choice, I'd rather be a star pilot in the Behemoth League than a Marshal in the military, my current rank."

"I've been watching the Behemoth League since I was young, never missing a single match. I remember every important duel like it was yesterday."

"I once snuck out to attend the rookie physical tests without telling my old man and nearly got my legs broken. But I have no regrets—it's every young person's dream."

"Unfortunately, my physical test data was too poor. Even after pulling all sorts of strings, no club was willing to pick me."

"Eventually, I just bought a small club and acted as both owner and pilot. COUGH. COUGH. Alas, our record was pitiful. After struggling for four or five years, I finally gave up."

Chen Gu chuckled to himself. Such absurd youthful days.

Bai Yunpeng earnestly said to Chen Gu, "You must cherish this opportunity!" It was rare for Bai Yunpeng not to try and persuade him to join the military directly.

Bai Yunpeng's attitude made Chen Gu further realize how important it was to participate in the league. He thought about it and sent a message to his friends on Capital Star, including his grandchildren, Gao Mengjiu, Darkray, Qing Ruyan, Gong Shuxu, Qiao Shuangyi, Lin Xiaochen, and others.

Then, after some more thought, he seized the opportunity and even sent one to his adult son.

Immediately afterward, Chen Gu's phone started blowing up.

Almost everyone was excited, their voices filled with envy, assuring him they would be there to support him. Chen Gu had no choice but to swallow his pride and call the Alliance officials to ask for match tickets.

Luckily, this wasn't a popular match, so there were plenty of tickets left; Chen Gu could have as many as he wanted.

However, when handing over the tickets, the Alliance officials once again earnestly advised Chen Gu: such an opportunity was rare. Even if his "Adaptive Value" was low, he shouldn't just give up. He should train more before the match, as "even sharpening your spear at the last minute makes it shine, if not sharp."

But Chen Gu simply paid no heed and never showed up at the training ground again.

「Finally, the day of the match arrived.」

Chen Gu left at two in the afternoon, heading for the Immeasurable Stadium to get acclimated to the venue.

He had rented a Behemoth transport truck in advance, without requesting a driver. He drove it off by himself, found a secluded spot, released the Combat Rooster into the truck, and then drove towards the Immeasurable Stadium.