Survival Qualification Test

The voice was still so gentle, as if the man who was holding him steadily an hour ago, worried that his foot injury was getting worse, was chatting with them as usual.

But the two men, who looked pale, had only one idea in their hearts: finished.

Eyes that were so panicked that it was difficult to converge their eyes swept across the frame. The tall man's eyes were overcast and lonely, as if cast from a black and white picture through a century. He crossed his hands and pressed a gentleman's crutches, but it wasn't the giant umbrella's bone handle with cold light! What makes Yuanrong mock his IQ is the three-piece man's classical suit and old-fashioned top hat on the photo.

The biggest clue, the most important NPC, he has always been regarded as a Muggle in the square camp, and ridiculously deceived him into saying that he is an NPC. Compared with men, he is like a mouse.

One second before the door was violently opened, he thought with a wry smile. It was over. The side mission 1 could not be completed, and the main line mission is estimated to...

Zhong Xiao reacted faster than him, hugged him and rolled on the ground, reluctantly avoiding the giant umbrella that stabbed straight.

Looking closely, the umbrella was transformed into an extremely aggressive one. The sharp tip of the umbrella was a bayonet! If the two were standing at the door just now, the consequences would be disastrous.

The bayonet was extremely sharp, and the iron door was as easy as cutting white paper. The overwhelming squeak of metal collision made the two on the ground frightened.

"Don't be in a daze," Zhong Xiao shook the original face stunned fiercely. "Aren't you **** deceiving, can't your brain move at this time? Quickly find a way!"

Yuan Rong recovered his mind: "How do you make me think of it! He was completely unscathed by your special grenade, which was not solved by force! He was not a person at all--"

In a thousandth of a second, in the sound of the bayonet "Baba" glowing with cold light, Yuanrong thought a lot of things.

He whispered: "He came to me. After a while, you go straight to Zhao Pengtian, solve him, we will complete the task."

Zhong Xiao quickly understood what he meant, and could not believe it: "You are crazy, you will die!"

Yuan Rong reluctantly raised his mouth and said: "Maybe it won't? You see, he wants to kill me alone, he can already do it, but he doesn't need to accompany me to play for so long. In short, I can only wait for you to finish my eyes. Side mission 1. Oh."

Zhong Xiao smiled, he opened his mouth several times and wanted to say something, but he finally closed his mouth, his eyes were red, and his nose was sour.

"Trust me," Yuan Rong stood up confidently, "I have another specialty, that is... good luck is always here."

He took a deep breath and shouted: "I will open the door for you, don't bother!"

The language was closed, and the bayonet really stopped slowly. In the sight of the two, he slowly pulled it out, holding his door steady, holding the door handle, giving Zhong Xiao a look of cheering look behind him.

Then he opened the door.

At the moment of opening the door, Zhong Xiao instantly blessed the power to his legs, and his two legs became thicker and stronger, rushing out of the corridor like a small steel gun at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

Yuan Rong looked up, familiar with the face outside the door, and so strange that he couldn't help shivering.

The man couldn't see his expression clearly, and slowly put away the umbrella and put it in the void.

He didn’t speak, a pair of deep eyes, only a domineering, hungry and hungry looking at the teenager from top to bottom, as if a small detail was not willing to let go, the original appearance felt that if this line of sight could solidify, he Estimated to have been swallowed.

Strangely, he had calmly disguised his gentle and reliable disguise, and the air of indifference was swayed out, but it was unforgettable but somehow, so surely believed that Voigt would not hurt him.

The two looked at each other strangely and silently, and the half-broken iron door slowly "squeaked" together, shutting out the hustle and bustle of ghosts crying outside.

"You are the builder of Heji Hospital, Dean AVoigt, aren't you?" Yuan Rong whispered in a low voice, "I completely lost to you, it's really a bane."

The man blinked and shook his head: "You are smart. They... are not your opponents."

Yuan Rong raised his eyebrows with interest. The attitude of the man is really interesting. He wants to come in to die, but the result is neither revenge nor the appearance of the big boss in this task. He also comforts him. What is his purpose?

Yuan Rong thought for a while and asked uncertainly: "After some inquiries just now, I have a premature conjecture. The gods in the hall can't be called evil gods or auspicious gods. She is just equivalent to obtain human beings. After remuneration, help you realize your wishes; and remuneration and desires need to be equivalent.

"Historically, her role was only to ask the villagers for their children. Later, when the fighting spread to the villagers, the villagers broke into a wreck and exchanged their lives for the defeat of the Japanese army. Their vitality gradually dissipated with the massive death of the Japanese army. Clearly understand the various reasons, thinking that their symptoms are drowning, diligently rescue, but unfortunately unable to return to heaven.

"As for the foreign doctors, how to perceive the cause is not so simple, I have not understood."

Yuan Rong raised his elegant black eyes and looked at the man who listened silently. He was a standard peach blossom eye, with drooping corners of the eyes, and very clear boundaries between black and white. He always felt that his character was gentle and well-behaved. What kind of monster is hidden under this beautiful and docile skin.

He went on to say, "In short, they realized that it was wrong, they were going to leave here, but they found-they couldn't do it. Somehow, they were trapped here. Just like us who just tried to leave here and walked out of the train bridge hole."

He pulled out a small wood carving from his pocket: "It's because of this thing, right?"

Voigt's pupils shrunk, and he didn't speak, but Yuanrong felt a momentary tension.

Yuan Rong smiled softly, and some peachy eyes squinted, like the bones of the March flower bud slightly open: "I'm curious why I have it too? I went into the temple and saw some interesting things, and I took them with me. Order some souvenirs.

"I've been thinking about why we can get in and can't get out. The puzzles are difficult, but they don't create unsolvable things. I can only speculate first that there is something wrong with this wood carving.

"When you came back, you found **** wood carvings from other tunnels, but there were no corpses around. I had a cut in my heart.

"Zhong Xiao once quipped in the temple that if he can sacrifice, he will try to sacrifice others' lives and increase his lifespan. I didn't care at the time, and now I see your photos, I believe...

"Are you the culprit? Let the Heji River break the embankment and pull the whole hospital for your life as the dean? The river broke out, and you coaxed the living villagers into the main hall to take refuge, but did not expect them to go out anymore. …And died in the dark room of the sky, under the idol separated by a wall from liberty," the original smile smiled and huddled up in front of Voigt, and stuffed the little woodcarving into the silent man In his pocket, "I guess right? Old monsters sacrificed by others to get the lifespan of others?"

"As far as you are far from the ability of ordinary people, I think that during this long life, you may be contaminated with some power over ordinary creatures, which is what people often call the "false god"..."

The latter's eyes dimmed, and he grabbed his hand.

"You told me it was useless," Voigt gritted his teeth. "You can't get out, you know?"

This was unexpected, and he raised his eyebrows with a taste: "Are you still lonely, looking for someone to chat with you?"

To make him feel ridiculous, the man didn't refute, just looked at him fixedly.

Yuan Rong opened his mouth and laughed immediately: "My God, wouldn't you be a shaker, is it uncomfortable for no one to bully you?"

"Shaking m?" The man frowned his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

Forgetting that he is an old antique that has lived for a century, his original face rolled his eyes and he was too lazy to explain. He added: "How do you know what the main task is? Are you also a tester?"

The man has no words. It was originally said that when he could not touch the core of the survival qualification test, he skipped these questions.

In fact, in the test, contact with the "smart" BOSS, Voigt was the first. Both the copy of force and the copy of intelligence have a master of the world's origin. "It" has unmatched power in the local small world. It can expel the tester at will, and if the tester wants to resist, it is a method of resistance. It is comparable to the earthworm. Shake the tree.

Therefore, the reason why Rongrong faced Voigt so frankly is that if Voigt really wanted him to die, he would be useless to escape to the end of the earth.

As for BOSS actually knowing the mission information of the square camp, it was unexpected. In the past, he had never seen an NPC mixed into the tester, nor had he asked such silly questions, nor could he conclude that Voigt was special.

He then opened the task panel and read through it again.

[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]

There was a terrible cold behind him. This time, he realized what "cute goals" mean.

From the large-character newspaper, Voigt's setting was that during the Republic of China, he worked with the government to create missionaries in Heji Hospital. The hospital is a public welfare neutral hospital transformed into wartime.

In other words, before the war, the statue of the goddess was deliberately built in the dark room of the operating room!

Various meanings are self-evident-the original purpose of the establishment of this hospital is to sacrifice life to the demon dean of the goddess, Voigt, to complete his "eternal life dream"!

So, Voigt didn't need loneliness to accompany him, but... fell in love with his life.

This is just his rough guess, there is still a distance from the truth, because the side mission 1 has not been completed. But his heart looked like a mirror: no matter what the truth, he was very dangerous.

Knowing this, Yuan Rong could not help but shivered, and prayed again that Zhong Xiao was faster.

It's just that he hides no matter how well he can't escape Voigt's eyes.

The tall man pressed him on the operating bed with irresistible force, and in a horrified look, threatened him quietly with a whisper, then strode out.

gone?

Yuan Rong blinked and listened to the sound of footsteps before jumping from the operating bed to the door. Just as expected, the iron door could not be opened.

It seems to be tightly glued to the space, breaking a large hole in the metal door and locking it firmly on the wall.

He sat down on the iron bed dejectedly, copying his hands into the short curly hair desperately, and tried to think: What else can he do? In addition to pinning the fate on Zhong Xiao’s safe and successful removal of Zhao Pengtian... Damn, think about it, what is the lovely goal? The task will not give unrealistic goals, and the means of completion can never be the death of the tester!

Is mission reward a broken heart? Whose one is the tasker or Voigt?

no idea.

While waiting for the death to strike, it is unknown how much time there is still in the countdown of life. Yuanrong thought a lot of things.

In his ridiculous and sad first half of his life, he hated and thanked the survival test.

He is not a good person, of course, if there is a choice, he may try to be a good person in his next life.

He is a person without love. His parents divorced since he was young, and he was tossing among several relatives. At first, his cute and lovely appearance was very pleasing to the old man. But after some things, the old man found out that this was a careless little white-eyed wolf, and he gave him away tiredly. Enter the welfare home.

As an adult, Yuan Rong graduated from the top ranked universities and used his mind to do some gray industries with quick money, such as earning foreign exchange differentials in tax havens, doing everything. A legal loophole in an industry was filled, and he sought another one. He sucked the blood of society, and was immersed in paper drunken gold fans. The outside world called him "young snake", which originated from the harmless appearance of humans and animals and the black heart that didn't match his face.

But no one knew him. Many Taoist people lived up to his preferences and none succeeded.

He just went to bed late at night and got up late, then stared out of the window completely covered by the thick velvet curtains, thinking about the reason for being alive.

Then, the survival qualification test began.

Money becomes waste paper, hypocrisy and morality turn into smoke, and the world tears the face of kindness.

The original content just felt like a fish.

In the survival qualification test, he can pit people expressionlessly, just to survive. He can express his own views directly, his desires and desires will not be regarded as monsters. He can get rid of the shackles of emotion and move towards the top of power.

If, if the survival qualification test replaces the "normal" and "common sense" social ethics system, will people lose their hypocrisy and live in their true colors?

If there is such a beautiful new world...

Before Yuan Rong was caught in the endless whimsical and grotesque whirlpool, the sound of the "squeaky" opening of the iron door pulled him back into this world.

He raised his head staring blankly, and looked at the tall man as deep as ever.

Behind him, Zhao Pengtian and Zhong Xiao shuddered to the point of instability.

!

Yuan Rong hurried up: "Zhong Xiao, are you okay..."

"Don't touch me!" Replying to him, it was Zhong Xiao who was obviously mentally ill. His face was yellow, and his disposable mask didn't know where it was thrown. He leaked the beautiful white scholar's face. His breathing was messy and short, like it was just After a catastrophe, "Go away, go away!"

Yuanrong slowly withdrew his hand, set his sights on Voigt, and asked softly, "What did you do?"

The man said nothing and waved at the muddy duo, who walked to the operating table and lay down.

This picture is too ridiculous, and they whispered their names in disbelief, but there was no response.

Finally, the man came to him.

Yuan Rong closed his eyes tremblingly, waiting for the sickle of death to wave.

But the imaginary pain did not come, he only felt a pair of warm and powerful hands, extremely soft, as if treating the most cherished and fragile porcelain in the world, holding up his face.

"You stay with me, I will let them go, okay?" The man squatted down, unable to see the look in his eyes, and looked intently at his elegant black eyes slowly opening, his voice was low and magnetic, then With a sense of charm, Yuan Rong almost fell into it and was abducted to say the word "good".

Yuan Rong lowered her eyelashes: "Do I have any other options?"

The man was silent.

Haru raised his eyes, and his curled, butterfly-like eyelashes made a trembling arc in the dark.

His eyes crossed the man’s broad shoulders, and he shot at the two muddled people: "I have been thinking about how to complete the side task 1. Unfortunately, I can't gamble."

"No bet. Stay, stay with me, share with me...eternal life..."

Yuan Rong suddenly laughed.

Yingying smiled and gathered in the eyes of too beautiful peach blossoms, as if brewing intoxicating wine, which made Voigt look away for a moment.

The next second, he changed his face.

"How dare you... **** it!"

The sight in front of me gradually blurred, and the mouth of the mouth was malicious and proud, and the last sentence gradually dissipated in the air: "You really don't understand me too, will I be a person who sacrifices for others..."

The hurricane whistled and dissipated, leaving the body of Zhao Pengtian whose neck was severely twisted.

The square camp is completely destroyed, the main line mission is over, and it is out of the test.

Yuan Rong heard "Ding Dong" with satisfaction, but saw a surprising message pop up on the task panel.

Dear 〇,

Your fifth cleric qualification test failed, please take %#再@……

&……#￥hio*@#

【error】

【error……】

[The program is being replanted...]

What is this?

Yuan Rong stunned himself from the bed and was about to check the task panel in detail, but there was a sharp tingling in his head. It felt like Ice Cone pierced the temple fiercely, and maliciously stirred in the most fragile brain plasma of the human body. The severe pain made him unable to speak, and he lost consciousness.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a man's sigh.

[End of the fifth cleric qualification test]

[The fifth phase of the priesthood qualification test supplementary test begins]