Yang Fan only regretted that he was not the king and did not fully understand the rules of space. Otherwise, he would not have to waste all his rescue time on the non-stop journey.
In the next few days, he visited more than ten cities including Jinxi, Hemen, Laichuan, Pingcheng, and Ruigu.
Except for the first few cities, which received Yang Fan's timely rescue due to the short interval, the following cities were outnumbered.
Along the way, Yang Fan saw what it means to have a city destroyed and people to die, and what it means to have ruined walls and ruins. Everywhere he passed, whether it was a village or a small town, was completely deserted, except for one place after another that had been trampled by monsters. There was not a single living figure outside the dilapidated building.
The whole world seems to have become a world of monsters.
And the Inhumans.
Except for the encounters in the first few cities and the successful hunting of a few, Yang Fan encountered mostly empty cities later. He recalled early on that the buildings were empty of people. However, Yang Fan could still detect some of the auras remaining in the air. , noticed a trace of mental fluctuation unique to the Inhumans.
These aliens seem to be everywhere, and in almost every slightly larger city, they will be there commanding monsters to attack the city.
Therefore, while Yang Fan hates the monster race all over the world, his hatred for the alien race is also growing day by day.
It's a pity that the power of the Inhumans is both mysterious and powerful. No matter what means and methods Yang Fan uses, he can't get much information about the Inhumans' residence from the aliens who are captured or even killed by him.
Time passed day by day. When Yang Fan was wandering outside for almost half a month and was about to return to Chengdu, he suddenly heard a sentence in his ears: "The assessment time is over, all candidates are asked to prepare to leave!"
Then there was a ten-second countdown, and Yang Fan suddenly remembered that he seemed to be in "Salvation" now. He was participating in the annual college entrance exam. Unexpectedly, after staying in the game for a long time, he was already a little I lost myself and thought I was really living in this world at the beginning of the end of the world.
Soon, when the countdown reached zero, Yang Fan's vision went dark, and his thoughts seemed to leave his body and be sucked into it by an invisible black hole.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the waiting room where he was. The TV screen hanging in the living room showed his specific results for this assessment.
Chinese: 88 points
Mathematics: 88 points
Basics of martial arts: 88 points
Martial arts theory: 88 points
Practical martial arts: 88 points
There are a total of five subjects, and Yang Fan scored 88 points in each subject, which is a lucky number.
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth twitched slightly, feeling as if his intelligence had been insulted.
"With my intelligence, how can I only get eighty-eight points in each subject? Even if I have to cheat, would you please do it more truthfully?"
Yang Fan was extremely dissatisfied and kept complaining, but no one criticized him. He sat on the sofa and talked about it for a long time, but the score on the screen remained unchanged.
"Forget it, the system in "Salvation" is really not cute at all!"
Yang Fan shook his head lightly and shouted into the void: "Exit the game!"
"Candidate Yang Fan requested to withdraw from the game assessment, asked for permission, and is now preparing to withdraw, 10-9-8-7..."
The countdown ended, and the feeling of weightlessness hit Yang Fan again. His head felt dizzy, and his thoughts were in a trance. Then, he heard a slight power-off sound coming from above his head, and the virtual helmet and virtual game cabin all automatically Opened, cutting off the connection with the nerves in Yang Fan's brain.
Yang Fan opened his eyes, turned over and came out of the virtual warehouse. When he looked up, he happened to see the display screen hanging at the end of the virtual warehouse. The assessment scores recorded on it were the scores that Yang Fan had just seen in the virtual meeting room.
Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly. Just like the last mock exam, he didn't remember that he had tested these things at all. As a result, these scores all appeared in front of him.
The only difference is that last time his grades were extremely bad, not even below the passing mark, but this time, his scores were all eighty-eight points, a lucky win.
Stepping out of the door, Yang Fan found that he seemed to be the last candidate to finish the exam. The surrounding rooms were already empty. Many candidates had already finished the exam and left school. Only a small number of them gathered in the playground and kept discussing the content of the exam. , as well as the virtual scenes in the "Salvation" game.
Fatty and Mu Qianqian were also sitting in a corner of the playground, facing Yang Fan's assessment room. As soon as Yang Fan went out, he happened to see the two of them.
"Brother Fan! Here!"
An Sheng stood up and waved his arms to greet Yang Fan. Mu Qianqian also stood up and looked in the direction of Yang Fan with a smile.
Seeing the fat man, Yang Fan was dazzled again. He felt that this girl actually coincided with An Le in the game. These two grandsons looked so similar, especially the little baby fat on their chin. It's like it's passed down from ancestors.
such a pity.
Euthanasia in reality is too early to be seen. I wonder if the euthanasia in the game can escape the inevitable disaster of death in the apocalypse and continue to be strong and showy all the way.
Yang Fan suddenly appeared in front of the two of them and asked softly: "You two came out very early. How did you do in the exam?"
"Needless to say, it's great!" An Sheng said sternly, "I handed in the paper in advance and got it out as early as half an hour ago."
"But Qianqian seems to be earlier. He came out two hours earlier, and his scores are all above ninety-five. He is a top student!"
An Sheng couldn't help but stretched his thumb at Mu Qianqian and praised him.
"Brother Fan, what happened to you? You were the last one out of all the candidates to come out. Could it be that you fell asleep in there?"
An Sheng looked at Yang Fan suspiciously. With Yang Fan's current cultivation strength, he should have come out earlier than everyone else, but now, he has become the last one, handing in the paper at the end of the exam time. .
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and he was able to hand in the paper in advance. Why did he never know about it, and he didn't see any relevant prompts in the game
This is unscientific.
With his ninth-level spiritual master's cultivation strength, he has been completely addicted to the chaotic scene created by the game "Salvation" and cannot extricate himself. He has even forgotten about the college entrance examination and has not discovered anything in advance. Tips for ending the assessment.
And there is no reason for a elementary school scum like An Sheng to be able to escape the virtual scene in "Salvation" in advance.
Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng suspiciously, ignored him, and turned to Mu Qianqian, who was more reliable.
"Qianqian, tell me what kind of tests you have encountered in the game. Be more detailed and match your answers with me."
An Sheng was hurt and looked at Yang Fan, an unscrupulous master who favored girls over boys, with a look of resentment.
"Okay, Master." Mu Qianqian nodded obediently and said, "After entering the virtual game scene, the first thing I encountered was the Chinese language exam. There were a total of fifty questions, with explanations of nouns and idioms. Solitaire, reading comprehension, etc., it took me almost thirty minutes to finish them all.”
Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat.
Damn it.
It’s really different!
There is no Chinese test option in his assessment. Is there any possibility? From the moment he entered the game, he has been a virtual reality. He has been saving people, killing monsters, killing monsters and saving people. There is no trace of justice. The liberal arts exam of Erba Jing
"Then there's mathematics." Mu Qianqian continued: "There are sixty-one questions in mathematics, including choices, fill-in-the-blanks, applications, etc. The questions are relatively not difficult. It took me about twenty minutes to hand in the paper. .”
"The next step is the basics of martial arts and martial arts theory. This time it is no longer a simple written test, but a battle with a master-level martial arts teacher in a virtual martial arts arena. During the battle, answer the teacher's questions some issues.”
"At this level, I didn't say much to the martial arts teacher. I just knocked him out with a mental shock. I didn't expect that the final scores in both assessments were above ninety-five."
"What?!" An Sheng interrupted in annoyance at this time: "Is this still possible? So it turns out that you can easily pass the assessment by just beating the assessment teacher to the ground?"
"What the hell, if I had known this would happen, why would I have to work so hard to fight with him and answer his questions thoughtfully? With my strength, I may not be able to defeat him!"
An Sheng looked like he had suffered a big loss. Mu Qianqian looked at him with a speechless expression, and struck him unceremoniously: "Brother Sheng, you may be overthinking. That martial arts teacher's cultivation level is at least At the peak level of a grandmaster, even if you try hard, you will definitely lose."
Inadvertently, Mu Qianqian also pretended to be a powerful person. Even teachers at the peak level of a grandmaster were no match for her. It was already obvious how powerful her cultivation practice was.
Yang Fan didn't care about this at all.
Because he had never met the so-called martial arts teacher Mu Qianqian and An Sheng talked about from beginning to end.
"Why is this happening? Why is my assessment content different from others?"
"Did I take part in a fake college entrance examination?"
Yang Fan began to doubt life a little. Why was everyone's virtual assessment a normal examination process, but when it came to him, it changed completely
"The next virtual actual combat assessment is much more interesting. The virtual time inside seems to have been deliberately compressed. It seems to be a compression ratio of about one to ten. For one hour outside, there seems to be ten hours of game time inside, which can ensure Candidates have enough time to deal with all situations in the assessment."
"Nearly all of my nearly five hours of assessment time were wasted on this assessment!"
After teasing Ansheng, Mu Qianqian turned around and continued to describe her assessment process to Yang Fan:
"As soon as the actual combat assessment began, I was placed in a medium-sized city that was 140 years ago. I was an ordinary warrior. The time was just after the first spiritual power tide, when the monster beasts in the wild were fully awakened. , a special period in which they began to siege the city and hunted and killed humans."
"My mission is to help the residents in the city survive this disaster smoothly. The mission requirements are that the city center cannot be breached, and the number of casualties among residents in the city cannot exceed 30% of the total population..."
(End of chapter)