Fire Man suddenly roared with unprecedented momentum. He slapped his left hand on his right arm and made a universal taunting gesture at the camera.

Ever since he met Mu Ou, this guy had been like a monster. The only time he'd shown any weakness was during the Grosso Basic Test. He didn't believe for a second that the person on the other side was an innocent teenager. It had to be premeditated, and deliberately hanging up meant he wasn't confident. The highest rating for the Grosso Basic Training to date was A+. Compared to those unreliable warriors, Fire Man trusted the difficulty set by the system more. No one could pass, and Mu Ou wouldn't either.

He had to find a way to break Mu Ou's virgin undefeated myth first. Many times, a person could hold onto luck with a burst of energy. Once that was released, it would be easier to fight later on. In fact, the last few battles had been just a tiny bit away from victory. For example, just now, if the Mad Warrior fighter had chosen to retreat, wouldn't that have been better? These people were just rigid.

He would strike at the other party's psychological weaknesses.

"Mu Ou, do you dare or not? Just give me a straight answer!" Fire Man roared, but Mu Ou still didn't respond.

Li Hao was indeed watching the live broadcast. He was busy snatching red envelopes and had actually grabbed two hundred yuan! This made Li Hao extremely happy, but also infinitely regretful. He felt like he had missed out on millions before. He'd been a little strapped for cash lately when treating A Youyou to late-night snacks, and he was too embarrassed to put it in the team's training public account. Two hundred yuan was great! Seeing someone grab more than ten thousand, Li Hao was jealous!

Why hadn't he ever won anything on the lottery, not even enough for laundry detergent!

The biggest red envelope from a space battleship was a few hundred yuan, but a space fortress was different. The maximum could be over ten thousand, which was definitely a perk for viewers. It usually only happened during official competitions, like the S-match, or by super-rich people who didn't care about money, but those were rare. Even if there were any, they'd give it to beautiful female streamers.

"It's impossible to pass the Grosso Test. Someone has passed. The highest level of this test is A+. There's no S possible."

"Who said that, showing off like that?"

"Nine-Headed Dragon Chao Qinglong passed it, perfectly, without any flaws. The requirement was five minutes, and he only used one minute and twelve seconds, and it was still only A+."

"Yes, the same goes for the NUP side. The highest level is A+. Grosso, this madman, never intended to open the S rating at all."

"Fire Man, the very suggestion you're making is flawed. Several top warriors in the four major federations have achieved a perfect pass, but they only received an A+. The highest level of this test is A+." Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but say. He had been cramming all sorts of knowledge lately, striving to be fully prepared.

"Little Zhuang, you're too young. The official never said that this test can only be A+. That means an S should exist. Don't make excuses. I gave away a space fortress and a space battleship just now. Did I make excuses? Besides, you're always hyping up Mu Ou like he's a god, but when it's time to really show his divine power, you start lecturing me. Tsk, tsk, double standards. Cosmic double standards?" Fire Man retorted.

Zhuang Zhou was momentarily speechless, but on the live broadcast, Mu Ou stopped ranking and opened the training match interface. Instantly, the popularity of the live broadcast rose to an incredible level once again.

Could it be that Mu Ou was really going to challenge the legendary Grosso Basic Test that had no S rating?

"Yan Peng, get online. Quick!"

"Sister Ao Fei, what's wrong?" Yan Peng was training, answering the sky-讯 while doing one-finger handstand push-ups. The display next to him already showed more than a thousand, and he wasn't even red in the face or out of breath.

"Second Brother is going to do the Grosso Basic Test," Ao Fei said calmly, but there seemed to be a hint of expectation hidden within.

"What's so good about that thing?" Yan Peng immediately flipped over and jumped up, opening the sky-讯 live broadcast. "I remember you guys all did it. What were your best scores?"

"Perfect pass, exactly one minute, still an A+," Ao Fei said.

"Are you saying that to get an S, you have to be within one minute?"

Meanwhile, at the Pumas Military Academy, Robbie was leaving everyone in a daze. Many people had done this Grosso Basic Test, especially since it only had an A rating. Whoever got the first S would become famous in one battle.

But the top experts of the four major federations had all tried it, even repeatedly challenging the test, pushing the completion time to one minute, but there was still no change. It was still A+. After research by major military academies, one minute was the limit.

"Okay, quiet down for a moment. The time to show off is starting. Second Brother definitely has a way to get an S." Robbie grinned. He knew Second Brother too well. He seemed casual, but he never fought a battle he wasn't sure of winning. Others were cunning and sly, but he was young and slippery.

"Come on, let's bet a breakfast. I don't think Mu Ou can get an S. It's impossible. I believe in reality. Gods don't exist!" Mill San Nan said excitedly. "Captain, are you in?"

Robbie laughed and slapped his thigh. "I'll be the banker. Breakfast, washing underwear, anything goes. Come on, brothers, whoever chickens out is a grandson!"

Depuya was also watching with the Promethean team. They all felt that no normal person would agree to such a provocation. If the system didn't have an S-level setting, it definitely wouldn't give one. Could he be EMP's illegitimate son?

"Boss, what was your test time?"

Depuya curled his lips. "This damn test is problematic. I tried it a few times, one minute and a few seconds, and pushed it to one minute at most. It was useless. Still an A+."

"And Mu Ou dares to take it?"

Just when everyone was discussing whether or not Mu Ou would dare to accept, Mu Ou had already confirmed and entered the Grosso Basic Test.

"Haha, he's got some guts. This time, don't disconnect halfway. Anyway, no matter if it's a power outage or whatever, we won't accept it. S-level rating, I only recognize S-level rating. There are plenty of space fortresses. This streamer doesn't lack money. You're welcome to take them all!" Fire Man said smugly, then his eyes twitched and he rubbed them. "Wait, pause! Wait a minute!"

Fire Man pointed at the screen. "There's a bug! Ladies and gentlemen, look! Why are there two options?"

At this time, not only Fire Man, but everyone noticed that inside the confirmed Grosso Basic Test, there were two modes: Normal, Nightmare.

"Has anyone here ever passed the Grosso Basic Test? Does anyone have two modes?"

"No, there's only one. Never two options?"

"Why does he have two options?"

The popularity broke through fifty million, reaching fifty-three million. At the same time, the number of VIP holographic viewers increased to six million.

Ao Fei and the others were also slightly stunned, but they had already realized the problem.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we just received an explanation from the official. The Grosso Basic Test has a hidden mode. Those who can pass the test in less than one minute, although it is still A+, will unlock the hidden Nightmare mode. The Nightmare mode will provide an S-level rating, and Mu Ou is the first player to unlock the hidden mode!" Zhuang Zhou almost shouted excitedly and couldn't help but give Fire Man a provocative look.

Fire Man was stunned, and his heart suddenly ached, but when he thought that he had a boss now, he didn't seem so afraid anymore.

"Yo, yo, yo, no wonder Mu Ou is so confident. Nightmare mode, brothers, we can look forward to it. Let's see how Mu Ou gets the S-level rating!"

Fire Man's confidence had a reason. He knew very well how terrifying the conventional mode of the Grosso Basic Test was, especially with Grosso's freakish temperament, taking pleasure in torturing the contestants. This Nightmare mode was definitely not a joke.

"Within one minute?" Tita couldn't help but frown. She had also tried that test, and one minute was the limit. She had to try dozens of times to get it once, but getting 59 seconds, that one-second difference, was a watershed!

Why would anyone challenge this? What was he thinking?

The entire live broadcast room was whispering, a little unable to understand Mu Ou's thinking, because the official had hidden the conditions. Without anyone knowing, he had mindlessly pushed it to within one minute? How bored was he? Was he even normal?

Mu Ou chose Nightmare difficulty. The mech he chose was still the Wyvern Fighter and entered the countdown to prepare.

Grosso Nightmare Difficulty 1000m Mech Passage Test: Shoot down flying saucers, none can be missed, survive, within 2 minutes.

Generally, the less content there is in these types of tests, the bigger the deal it is, especially with the eye-catching blood-red words "Nightmare" above. This was definitely Grosso's perverted taste, but it was also popular with challengers, because only in this way could they prove that they were stronger than others.

As he was about to enter the combat scene, blood-red letters began to pop up on everyone's big screens: Don't bother trying. No one can pass.

Then there was a huge ghost face, Grosso's blatant provocative tone.

Everyone's hearts were pounding. The countdown ended, and the mech appeared in the conventional test hall, with blocks of marble, no different from the conventional test, still so boring and simple.

The Wyvern seemed like an idiot, not moving at all. The precious time was still ticking: one second, two seconds, three seconds.

* * * * *

Ten flying saucers ejected out like a scattering of flowers from the heavens. The Wyvern's engine roared, and it charged forward. The laser gun roared, *da da da da da*, shooting as smooth as silk. The laser gun fired in bursts, each shot hitting its target.

If anyone said Mu Ou's marksmanship was bad, they would definitely be beaten to death.

Just then, the ground began to collapse. The ground behind the Wyvern had disappeared, and the ground in front of the Wyvern was also constantly disappearing. Any marble block that flickered three times would disappear, and ten more flying saucers scattered out in the air, their speed and trajectory noticeably more difficult.

Before anyone could start complaining, in the center of the ten flying saucers, twenty smaller flying saucers, one size smaller, shot out at high speed like a fountain, scattering in different trajectories with a buzzing sound, like pouring a pot of cold water into a hot oil pot.

Chapter 130 Grosso Basic Training: Normal or Nightmare