Chapter 108: The Curtain Falls

"Whoosh!"

One after another, Digimon Tamers and their partner Digimon appeared near Zhao Jie, watching the Black MetalGreymon with wary eyes. They had clearly seen the scene where the Black MetalGreymon had just executed the Infernal Ravenmon, and each of them was worried that this Black MetalGreymon might suddenly lash out.

"Hey, hey, I'm not a bad guy, I'm not a bad guy! I'm just a student." Seeing that none of these people were speaking, Zhao Jie held the unconscious Salamon and stepped forward, saying with some helplessness.

A student? Hearing this, the Tamers present felt a slight sense of astonishment. *You, a student, are way too overpowered, aren't you?*

"Which university are you from? Why are you here?" The leader, looking at the Black MetalGreymon beside Zhao Jie with apprehension, finally snapped back to reality and hurriedly asked. As he spoke, he felt quite envious; students from those top universities were indeed impressive. This student in front of him couldn't possibly be over twenty years old, yet he had already raised an Ultimate-level Digimon. Such a level of achievement was surely something only those few top universities could produce.

"I'm not a university student yet, I'm just a high schooler!" Zhao Jie scratched his head and said truthfully.

"Kid, we represent the official authorities. You'd better be honest and tell us the situation as it is. I'll ask you again: which university are you a student at?" The squad leader frowned upon hearing this. He simply did not believe Zhao Jie’s claim. A high schooler capable of raising an Ultimate-level Digimon? Even those prominent Digimon families likely lacked such capability. Saying this was practically an insult to his intelligence.

"But I really am a high schooler!" Zhao Jie looked at this young man, who couldn't have been more than twenty-something himself, with a headache. *Are people in this day and age so skeptical that they don't even believe the truth?*

"How can you prove it?" The young man’s expression grew impatient. *What's with the act? Can someone from a top university really afford to be this arrogant?*

"Uh." The smile on Zhao Jie's face stiffened. Anything that could have verified his identity had been lost in that experimental base; he truly had no way to prove his words were true at this moment.

"Wait!" Just as he was struggling with what to do, Zhao Jie spotted an old acquaintance: Director Zheng, the man he had called for help, appeared in the sky.

"Director Zheng! Director Zheng! I'm over here!" Zhao Jie waved at the sky, calling out repeatedly.

"Don't kid yourself. You think you're someone who can recognize Heavenly King Zheng..." Before the squad leader could finish his sentence, he saw the Airdramon landing from the sky.

"Huh? You kid actually didn't die." Seeing Zhao Jie, the admissions director of Xiangnan University said with some surprise. Too much time had passed, and he had assumed the boy had met with misfortune; he hadn't expected him to still be alive and well.

Zhao Jie: "..." *I don't even know how to respond to that! It sounds like you were looking forward to my death!*

"Ahem." Staring at Zhao Jie's strange expression, Zheng Qilin coughed lightly. "Don't misunderstand, I wasn't cursing you. I just thought there was no way you could have survived. Oh, wait, I mean—I meant you were bound to survive! No, that's not it..."

"Hey, hey, don't walk away!" Jumping down from the Airdramon, Zheng Qilin walked over to Zhao Jie with an apologetic smile. If he had previously been looking for a student with potential for Xiangnan University, things were different now! This Greymon had successfully evolved into an Ultimate form; it was no longer just about potential—it was about raw strength. In previous years, a Tamer who could evolve their Digimon to the Champion level would be fought over by every major university. But now, this Zhao Jie had completed a Super Evolution while still in high school! It was foreseeable that no major university would let this super-freshman slip through their fingers. He had already seized the initiative, and he couldn't let those people from the capital or Shanghai snatch this golden goose away.

"I really didn't mean it like that, I'm just bad with words. What I meant was that your survival exceeded my expectations."

Zhao Jie: "????" He realized for the first time that this Director Zheng had the makings of a sharp-tongued prick.

"They actually know each other?" The Tamers who had arrived earlier exchanged glances, feeling a bit stunned.

"Alright, stop, stop, I know what you mean." Zhao Jie said, his teeth aching. The more he listened to the man speak, the more wrong it felt. Since everything the man said seemed to imply he should have been dead, it was better to stop him from talking. It was too frustrating.

"Right, right." Zheng Qilin nodded, his expression turning serious. For some time, all of China had been on high alert, and with this incident occurring, it definitely needed to be explained clearly. It was for the best that Zhao Jie was willing to report it voluntarily.

"This person is indeed a high schooler, but he will be a student at our Xiangnan University this July. So, it's not wrong to call him a university student," Zheng Qilin said, looking at the others with helplessness. He really didn't want to reveal Zhao Jie's true identity to them. He wanted to keep this news under wraps until Zhao Jie had officially joined Xiangnan University. As the old saying goes, you don't fear a thief stealing, you fear a thief coveting. Right now, he was afraid of both. Because the offers those other "thieves" could make were no less generous than theirs—perhaps even higher!

"What?!" Hearing this, the Tamers all exclaimed in shock, looking at Zhao Jie in disbelief. If the person in front of them had been a university student, they would have been calmer; elite university student Tamers weren't that rare. But what had they just heard? The person in front of them was truly just a high schooler—and this was confirmed by Heavenly King Zheng himself! A high schooler had actually cultivated an Ultimate-level Digimon; how could they dare to believe it?

"A genius." Watching Zheng Qilin and Zhao Jie leave, one of them murmured.

"No, this is a super genius. I believe it won't be long before we hear his name again." The squad leader was also silent for a long time. An elite high school Tamer! "Genius" was no longer enough to describe him; it would be an insult. In a year or two, he would likely be a Master or Heavenly King-level Tamer. By then, how old would he be? Thinking of this, he felt a strange sense of anticipation.