Survival Qualification Test

Yuanrong woke up in the middle of the night.

The dog barks.

It seems that there are tens of thousands of dogs gathered in the courtyard of the community. The barking of dogs is one after another, which is different from the stray dogs fighting in crowds. This long-sounding whistle is very orderly, and it is more like a wolves before the war.

He didn't care to wear slippers, turned over and got out of the bed, and covered the thick velvet curtains. There is nothing outside the window.

Looking down from upstairs, the yard was shrouded in the darkness that was not illuminated by the street lights as before. In the past few days, in order to deal with the thieves, those flammable dead branches were all cleaned up and everything was trapped in lonely tranquility.

He set his sights on for a while, not sure if there were any hidden good things in the dark. This sound is too abnormal. There are indeed stray dogs at the end, but most of them are ruthlessly killed by people who lack food and drink. They will never come out on such a large scale.

He carefully covered the curtains and put on his slippers out of the bedroom.

Odrent lived in the next bedroom next door. At the moment, the door was closed. Yuanrong looked at his watch. It was more than two in the morning. It was when people slept the most. He thought about it and put his thoughts down. Knocking on the door-he didn't want to know how to face men now.

He then picked up the magic shotgun, pulled the safety lock, and left the house.

The barking of the dogs in the corridor is still clear, as much as the decibels in the bedroom, as if the hundreds of noisy wolf dogs surround him, lurking in the darkness that the naked eye cannot reach.

Yuan Rong didn't take out the flashlight, fearing that the light would disturb the dogs and make trouble.

He walked down the steps slowly step by step, but all the way down to the first floor corridor, there was no second except his creatures. He touched the wall, carefully circumventing the debris stuck in front of the unit door, and touching the thick chain of arms. The chain was as tight as three knots on the door handle as before it left last time, and there was no possibility of it being broken.

strange.

Yuan Rong closed his eyes and listened quietly. The bark of the dog seemed to grow louder and hurrying, and he seemed to be anxiously calling for something. For too long, the call sign made them hoarse, like the broken voice of the vicious old lady who kept cursing. .

He put his eyes on the tempered glass door and looked out, and could vaguely see the outline of the stone road, and a fuzzy hazy moon in the sky. Cheng Huangyue was faint in the thin cloud, it should be a beautiful scenery, but it made Yuan Rong look uncomfortable.

"Moonlight, wild ghosts..."

He took a deep breath and turned upstairs.

The barking of the dog continued, and the person with the call sign had hair in his heart, and there was nothing in the floor. The original appearance was ready to go up to the top floor and go out to see. He turned on the flashlight and walked up slowly.

Just when the flashlight turned yellow, he soon realized something was wrong.

He stopped gently, looking at the circle of light projected on the floor-the shadow?

Cold sweat climbed carefully behind the original face. He stiffened and dared not move. He slowly turned back to look at his feet.

An extremely long thing, with no outline, fell behind him.

The thing tried to disguise as a shadow, curling up its huge figure in a small piece of darkness behind its original appearance, but when the flashlight struck, it revealed a terrible dark black character.

Yuan Rong couldn't distinguish the appearance of the thing. He threw off his slippers and rushed upstairs. Every step he fell, there was an irregular ice brick appearing at the foot. From a distance, it looked like a fairy in the sky.

He rushed to the top of the building without panting, slammed the roof door with a torrent, then rolled over sideways, and slammed into the iron gate with the torrent. The whole process took place in just one minute. He stared at the roof door with concentration. Tensioned so that he could react as quickly as possible, but one minute passed, three minutes passed, and cold sweat was blown away by the cold wind, and there was still no movement.

Originally relieved, Rongrong casually found a carton and sat down, thinking about what happened after waking up.

Clearly rushed to the top of the building, but the bark of the dog in his ear was not weakened, but it became clearer, which gave him a bad hunch.

All this must be done by the tester, but what is his purpose? Just want to scare him? Yuanrong didn't think anyone would be so busy. What kept him vigilant was that he didn't even see the person's face. Moreover, looking at the reaction of the three people in the same room still sleeping, they didn't seem to hear the noisy dog ​​barking.

After the survival qualification test has been carried out for so long, people with big nerves dare not fall asleep, let alone those who have greatly enhanced their five senses.

The roof is very windy and can blow people through. The clear yellow moon is very close to the ground, the weather is extremely clear, and you can clearly see the thin clouds scattered around the moon. This is a full moon. The original capacity has been calculated, and it is almost the fifteenth of the first month.

It is a pity that no one on Earth now thinks of the Lantern Festival.

He sat quietly for a while, the cold wind blowing on him, leaving only a cool and pleasant touch, which gave him the illusion of detached seasons, but the ice bricks condensed when he went to the roof broke the ground, and there was no intention of melting. , Remind him that this is midwinter.

The days passed, almost leaving the sense of time and season. This actually had no effect, but it made Yuanrong feel uncomfortable.

He just remembered fiercely that he hadn't cut his hair or shaved for more than two months.

He was unsure about touching his slightly curly short hair, or the length behind his ears, and a small amount of curly hair behind his neck was also a familiar length. He wiped his chin again. He was not a beard with a strong beard. It should not be shaved about once a week.

This is not an illusion, he... stopped growing.

Facing the moonlight, the original long and slender ten fingers, under the dim light, the shape of the nails is good, just like when he last trimmed his nails two months ago.

what happened? Strengthened physical fitness, and will not stop metabolism?

Yuan Rong's hands shook slightly, and in his ears, the dogs barked one after another, hissing one after another, as if in a second, a million wolfhounds would step out of the darkness and tear him apart. He curled up involuntarily and hugged his knees.

He suddenly felt cold.

It was a biting cold, as if the huge freezer door was opened, and he was buried in a flash of ice. He clearly heard the gurgling sound of his teeth biting under the tremendous cold, and he exhaled hotly, trying to warm the frozen, unconscious face, but it was too slight.

In the dark, he opened his eyes and saw thousands of pupils shimmering in the cracks of his arms.

That's... the gaze of the dogs.

"Do you need help?"

"I lost it..."

"What are you doing here?"

"I don't know," Yuan Rongqiang resisted sobbing, and looked up at the stranger who asked him, "I just fainted, and...woke up here."

The stranger nodded slightly and seemed to understand his situation.

He has a deep face, apparently Caucasian appearance; he is tall and has wide shoulders, about one meter and nine meters, and looks very reliable. He asked again: "Let's go with us. Although you can't say that you are fully protected, but the total number of people is strong."

This is the best choice for the original appearance.

He thanked the tall man and wanted to stand up, but the pain from his ankle next second made him almost stumble to the ground. The man's eyes were fast, he grabbed his arm and held him up firmly: "Are you injured?"

The tears in Yuan Rong’s eyes were about to fall out: “It’s okay, it’s OK, it’s just twisted to my feet. I can go, I won’t drag you down.”

The man couldn't bear it. After thinking for a few seconds, he was short in front of him and whispered: "Come up, I will carry you away."

"No, I can go by myself..."

The man didn't talk much with him. He picked him up and comforted him that he often exercised. This weight is nothing, thank you in succession. Asked his name again, the man said that his name was Yaveaglet and he was German.

"Voigt?" Yuan Rong thought for a while and smiled, "I have learned some European naming skills, it seems to mean the administrator. What does Mr. Voigt do?"

The man did not answer. Yuan Rong's enthusiasm was somewhat hit, and she shut her mouth cleverly. But the man seemed to have only one point and he didn't want to tell him, and he said something interesting again, making Yuanrong very happy.

The man walked all the way back to the end of the quiet and dark road without lights.

The shrubs here are cluttered, all of which are taller than the calf of an adult. Weeds and bushes grow indiscriminately, and it is troublesome to teach people to walk. It can be seen that this piece of deserted for a long time.

Aside a piece of weed, you can see a rusty iron door on the end of the "wall", the door is very wide, three or four meters high, two or three meters wide, a few people are together to discuss Compared with the size of the huge door, it looks as small as ants.

The man lowered his face and sat down on the road, telling him not to run around, and strode toward the group of people.

The original appearance was a little flustered. He has been here in the future. At this moment, there are only gnats of insects in the quiet bushes and he reminds him that this is reality. He couldn't help but tremble: "You come back soon!"

The man smiled in a low voice, believing him.

Looking at the back of the man leaving, the original uneasy curled up and hugged himself with his arms, trying to find a sense of security.

When Voigt came with his companions, he saw the little boy frowning uncomfortably, just squatting and sleeping.

Tian Jiajia, a tall woman in a blue skirt behind him, could not help but question: "Is he okay? I mean, he is not a tester?"

Spectacled man Xu Yingjie pushed his glasses: "In this deserted countryside, far away from the abandoned roads in the city, his appearance is too abrupt, I don't think he is safe. Brother, let's leave while he's not paying attention. Moth."

Another chubby girl also agrees. She is about fourteen or five years old, has a particularly fleshy face, and talks with milk and milk: "That is to say, the testers should all appear the same, so that he will not land on the road by himself. Be careful of fraud."

Seeing the companions questioning the original identity, Voigt was unmoved. His steady gaze turned to the always-silent phoenix man and asked, "Zhong, what do you think?"

This person seemed to be a team think tank, a student of the Slovenian scholar, frowning and contemplating at the moment, he slowly said: "Take him."

The little fat girl's dissatisfaction screamed: "Brother Zhong, good old Voigt, are you good old too? This person's origin is unknown, and he will bring him no harm!"

"That's not necessary," Zhong Xiao raised his lips. "I asked you, did the program give us useless information? No, right? I don't know how you used to work. I have experienced some worlds in which NPC has played a huge role. People who underestimate the plot world pay a price."

What the little fat girl wanted to say indignantly, was stopped by Voigt's decision. He said decisively: "Whether he is a tester, or a plot task, it suddenly appears here, there must be his reason. The former, we can monitor; the latter, may be helpful to the task."

His words were dead, and the rest had nodded reluctantly without progress.

Yuanrong didn't actually fall asleep.

He curled up like this, quietly listening to this group of people expressing their dissatisfaction and suspicion about himself, and then aroused a smile that was bound to get.

He then opened his eyes confusingly, and looked up to see a group of people with a lot of bad looks, and their eyes widened like scared animals: "You, you are..."

The tall German man sideways blocked the eyes of the people behind him, avoiding the weight and explaining: "We are adventure lovers in the city, traveling together, not bad people, don't be afraid."

Yuan Rong nodded confusedly: "Tourist, then, where are we now?"

Hearing this was useless, and there was a lack of information than they answered, Xu Yingjie gave a hurry, which prevented Voigt's face from being badly scolded.

Yuan Rong shrinked his neck in fear: "Otherwise, don't worry about me, I may not be able to help..."

Under the comfort of Voigt, the original content never spoke again.

Xu Yingjie wearing glasses and tall girl Tian Jiajia are local college students; the chubby girl is Xu Yingjie's sister, the Dan Fengyan man Zhong Xiao is a netizen who meets online; Voigt is a military enthusiast. The girl who hadn't spoken in the past was Lan Xin, and her boyfriend, a fitness enthusiast, was Zhao Pengtian.

Voigt said that today they happened to be free, so they gathered together and set off towards the urban bombings of the legendary World War II remnants. Unexpectedly, they only found one door, they couldn't get in, and they couldn't find the way back.

Yuan Rongmu nodded, and he had a cut in his heart.

【Identity Information】

You are a student of Jingsuitai County No. 1 Middle School.

You love your hometown, the grass and flowers here, and the place that is favored by God.

You are about to become an adult, and you will soon... return to the place calling you.

[Resident camp mission: leave, leave—]

Stop ignorant and stupid adventure lovers from finding the truth, and let this group of broken mortals taste the anger of injustice, stay here forever!

[Mission Reward: Advanced Personality Upgrade Qualification]

[Spur task 1: Is he watching me, or you? 】

There was a strange Mr. Black Hat among the Aborigines. His curiosity is too heavy, and he is peeking again-who is his lovely target?

[Mission Reward: A Broken Heart]

【Spur line task 2:——】

【mission rewards:--】

The original content fell on the side of the abandoned road. All the way, the wilderness only encountered such an abrupt expedition. The information given by the mission is obvious. The expedition is the people of the square camp: their mission is to find the truth. If you find the truth, you need to continue to explore.

From the description of the silly big man in a few words, the original content completes the remaining information:

The bomb shelter is a legacy of World War II, and there are things in it. The identity information of several deaths is different.

Then the question is coming--

How many people are in the opposition camp? Looking around, if the entire expedition is full of square camp, is the number too large? 7 squares beat him 1 counter? Unbelievable.

His face was still afraid of life, and he kept his head down timidly, exposing a clean white neck, and the slightly curly black hair scattered around his small face, how to look harmless. He swept the whispering crowd with no trace of the corner of his eyes, and he couldn't cut it for a while.

These seven people seem to trust each other?

If the square camp knows that there is an anti-party camp, it is by no means a calm atmosphere. The original content initially judged that the "main line mission" of the square camp is probably not mentioned at all.

It would be interesting. With such a large amount of difference, how did the anti-party think and suffer-this group of people, there must be people who successfully mixed in with the anti-party.

Who will it be?

Yuan Rong pondered and raised his head gently, but he didn't think of anything to say, and suddenly gave his eyes.

He was startled, and when he didn't know when to start, Voigt stood fixedly in front of him, a pair of deep and steady eyes staring at him without any emotion, he said nothing, just looked at it, letting Vigilant, as if Rongrong did not notice for a while.

He exaggeratedly covered his heart, showing that the ordinary humans in the world of the mission were frightened. At this moment, he surrounded the black eyes with a circle of water vapor, and his expression was very wronged: "Ya, you scared me to death, this place has been So infiltration, I thought it was a ghost..."

Voigt chuckled softly, rubbing his hair with his big hand: "Don't be afraid."

The crowd came around and seemed to discuss the results.

Lan Xin of the chiffon top and jeans bent down with a smile: "Hello, can you tell us, why are you here?"

Seeing Yuan Rong squint and continue to pretend not to hear, Lan Xin raised his hand carelessly, pointing to the end of the barren and dark asphalt road in the distance: "You said that this wilderness and wilderness will look like someone else's. It's inevitable to throw the dead in the wild. Brother, you don't make it clear, we can't let you down."

Threat? Yuan Rong made a note in her heart, and the woman had a little brain. At this point in her words, she almost posted the word "suspicious" on his forehead.

He waved his hands in horror, his face pale with fright: "I said, I said..."

"I actually run away from home."

Yuan Rong said that he was a student of Jingsuitai No. 1 Middle School and had a conflict with his family. While taking advantage of the school's organizer for spring tours, he secretly ran down the road. He just wanted to scare the school and his parents. He didn't think he was lost, sleepy and hungry. He squatted by the road and slept for a while. When he woke up, he met them.

Several people exchanged glances. There was indeed a sign on the side of the road where they came, which read "Welcome to Jingsuitai County" and also marked 17 kilometers away from the county. However, the brand was covered with ash, which was obviously abandoned for a long time, and I was not sure whether it was still used today.

Lan Xin continued to dig deep: "Then you are too sensible, your family is so worried. Brother, what is the conflict between you and your family, what can't you say?"

Yuan Rong pursed his lips and said in a small voice: "I don't want me to go to college at home. I have the third grade in the year. I can't go to a good university. I'm sure there's no problem in passing this line, but my parents are superstitious and unwilling. "

Feng Xiaonan Zhong Xiao looked awkward, capturing the key point of his words: "Old superstition? What does this have to do with not letting you go to college?"

Realizing that there was too much talk, the original appearance pretended to be extremely frightened, and closed his mouth tightly, so that any group of people would not say anything after all. He seemed to think of something bad, his face was pale, his slender body shivered, and he was very pitiful.

What he said pointed out a few messages that the city expedition wanted to hear.

-This county evil gate.

Which parents don’t want their children to stand out, let alone this small place, the pride and pride that can make the whole village of college students happy for the New Year. This child has a good study, and he has to confess to throwing pots and selling iron in other places. Seeing that he is simple in dress but not broken, it means that his family can also be.

Lan Xin thoughtfully whispered: "It must be an old feudal superstition, such as the eldest son does not go far."

The chubby girl didn't understand: "He didn't pass the exam? It's not enough to apply for a university close to home. I think there is a doorway."

The chubby girl's face is fleshy, a little sloppy, and looks very easy to get along with. She came together: "Brother, do you have any worries and tell us, give you some ideas. How powerful are you! You can't solve the problem just by your own worries."

After so long, no one has come to read hypnosis, indicating that those who have no mental ability!

That's easy.

Yuan Rong closed as soon as he saw it, shaking his eyelashes, his eyes were red: "Your foreigners will not understand..."

Seeing him showing signs of relief, Lan Xin took the victory and chased: "Tell me, my sisters have more experience than you, maybe I can help?"

Yuan Rong raised his head violently, his tears burst out, and his grieved roar: "They want me to die--"