Food Hunter

The ringing is sharp and harsh, and it is hard to ignore.

Following the reputation, the voice came from a small puppet in the hands of a man with eight characters.

The man's eyebrows and nose are slightly pointed and long. Compared to the little **** moustache, the invisible mouth is what makes many candidates pay more attention.

The man's name is Sats, he is a relic hunter and the examiner of the first level this year.

Patter.

Satz pressed the puppet's head and stopped the harsh ringing.

Then, he fell lightly from the metal pipe, like a feather.

"Release department?"

Luo watched the landing process of Satz and had a basic judgment.

After landing, Satz went straight to the subject and said to all the candidates: "Let you wait a long time, until just now, the reception time for the hunter test subjects has ended."

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere in the tunnel obviously changed, and almost every examinee showed a serious and solemn expression.

Satz looked around, raised his index finger, and said flatly: "Previously stated that the hunter test is extremely harsh, and those with poor luck or lack of strength will suffer serious injuries or even death."

"Due to the fighting between the candidates, people get out early. Those who want to back down, please take the elevator when they come, and those who are not afraid of death will follow me."

A fairly cautious statement, but it didn't make any examinee flinch.

What are you kidding about, how can you shrink back after finding the location of the first level test?

Most candidates hold the same idea.

Satz looked around everyone again, paused for a moment on Luo's conspicuous bicycle, then retracted his gaze and said calmly: "Then, there are 498 participants in this test, and the test officially begins. "

After speaking, Satz turned around and walked into the tunnel in the normal posture of a soldier walking forward.

Seeing this, the candidates subconsciously followed.

Da Da Da...

Dense footsteps sounded in the tunnel.

"The test has begun."

Luo spoke to Little Fatty and Dongba, and followed the team on a bicycle.

The little fat man closed his notebook and followed, and Dongba did the same.

A team of nearly five hundred people walked slowly in the tunnel like this.

In a short while, the speed increased from walking to swift walking.

The examinees realized this, and the stepping movement began to become larger.

“I haven’t introduced myself to everyone yet. I’m the examiner Satz for the first test. Next, I will lead you to the venue of the second level test. Those who can follow me to the second level test venue, even if they pass the first test. Close the test."

"However, please remember that I will not disclose the location of the venue and the time of arrival, so you can only follow me."

Satz walked at the front of the team and explained the content of the first test.

As soon as his voice fell, the speed of walking was mentioned again, from swift walking to running.

Although his speed has increased significantly, the walking posture he adopts is still a standard step forward.

His speedup directly caused the speed of the entire team to change accordingly. Every candidate ran up, with only two exceptions.

One is Luo, who is riding a bicycle, and the other is Qi Ya, who is on a skateboard.

But soon, because of Xiaojie's existence, Qi Ya put away his skateboard and ran with the team honestly.

Although Luo rode a bicycle, he did not ride in front of the team, but fell behind the team and rode slowly.

Dongba quit its old business this year, so there is no need to get into the freshman team. After saying hello to Luo, Dongba ran to the forefront of the team and followed Satz.

The upright attitude of a three-good student made a group of veterans who knew Dongba quite surprised.

The team moved forward, the sound of footsteps from low to high, from slow to urgent, resounding in the tunnel that did not know where to extend.

Three hours later, the distance traveled was almost 60 kilometers, an average of 20 kilometers per hour.

Ordinary people run at a speed of about 10 kilometers per hour, but the team's speed has reached 20 kilometers per hour, and the marathon race is usually about 50 kilometers per hour.

Not to mention the long-distance running that exceeds the intensity of the international marathon, the psychological burden of not knowing where the end point is is also with every examinee all the time.

However, after more than four hours of boring silence, the distance approached 80 kilometers, and no examinee was left behind. It can be seen that the quality of this year's examinees is good, and they can hold on for so long in a fast running state.

However, it is estimated that the distance to the second test venue has not been halfway.

Luo rode a bicycle and landed at the back of the team leisurely, thinking about walking through the scene and getting the license, but it was too slow and boring.

After a while, he suddenly saw that the little fat man with the notebook slowed down.

Click.

Perhaps it was almost reaching the limit, the notebook under his arm fell to the ground, and the little fat man didn't seem to realize it, and his eyes were scattered and he continued to run.

His clothes have been soaked in sweat, and there are large wet areas on his face and head, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Later, Luo saw the three brothers of Oia deliberately slowing down, and said a few words next to the little fat man.

After they finished speaking, they laughed a few times, and then speeded up to keep up with the team.

The little fat man was shocked by the mocking words of the three brothers, like a camel crushed by the last straw, he stopped slowly, fell on his knees, his expression almost collapsed.

Luo shook his head slightly when he saw this, even if there was no Dongba to make trouble, there would still be other veterans who would stumble. For example, the three Oia brothers deliberately ridiculed a few words that made the little fat man lose his last breath.

"Bring, bring, take, me..."

The little fat man raised his head with difficulty and looked at Luo passing by.

Luo Wenyan stopped slowly and looked back at the little fat man lying on the ground.

"Look, on, me, me, help you, check information, for the sake of bringing, on, me! I, don't want to fail!"

The little fat man said these words intermittently, tears and sweat mixed together, and Hope's eyes fell on the back seat of Luo's bicycle.

Luo was silent for a moment, pointed to the tunnel in front of him, and said, "Go ahead, you will die."

The words spoken were slightly exaggerated by the aura, like the morning bell in the temple, knocking on every inch of the little fat man's spirit.

The little fat man's expression suddenly became dull, there were many voices colliding in his head, and gradually, his stern and expressionless parents appeared in his mind.

Will it die?

That has always been a life that stood out as the number one in both studies and sports. At this moment, it was like a mirror full of spider marks, suddenly shattered into thousands of pieces.

But is death more terrible than failure?

His spine seemed to be pulled away, his head drooped heavily, and his whole body had to be close to the ground, in a completely weak posture.

In a life where failure is not allowed, is death really more terrifying than failure?

Luo Pingping looked at the fat man who was eliminated in the original book first, stepped on the pedal a moment later, and continued on his bicycle.

After riding for more than ten meters, the little fat man's hoarse voice suddenly came over, even to the whole team in front.

"I don't want to be out!"

The shout seemed to have exhausted the last effort, full of extremely complex emotions, and more unwilling.

Most of the candidates who were running fast heard the little fat man's cry ~www.ltnovel.com~ and sneered without a trace.

"That guy still has the strength to yell." Omory laughed at his two younger brothers.

When Imori and Amorii heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

"The hunter test is not a play house. I came to participate without any mental preparation. If he can fall here, he is lucky." The youngest Amori sneered.

In front of the team, Satz's expression was unwavering, and he said silently in his heart: "The first knockout."

Luo stopped again. Looking back, the little fat man who was lying on the ground had already stood up. His body was shaky, his legs kept swinging, but he was struggling to support it.

The little fat man has completely reversed the established ending of the original book.

Not a foregone conclusion.

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