West Capital City has two quotas, one for researchers and one for Special Appointed Researcher.
There are two parts of the materials Liu Nan sent to He Ao. One part is about people who may be a threat among researchers, and the other part is about people who may be a threat among Special Appointed Researcher.
In the researcher's section, there is even Liu Nan's own information.
[Liu Nan, talent: Reader, good marksmanship, active thinking, careful observation. ]
This girl is too serious sometimes.
He Ao smiled and closed the file. He was going to participate in Special Appointed Researcher's competition and would not meet Liu Nan.
The selection for the researcher quota and the selection for the Special Appointed Researcher quota are both held at a training ground thirty kilometers away from West Capital City Third Mental Hospital. However, the selection of the two is not at the same time, but at two separate venues.
Ni Yu is responsible for the selection of researchers, and Zhang Anxia is responsible for the selection of Special Appointed Researcher.
"There are three selection events, fighting, shooting, and pollution resistance."
Zhang Anxia explained slowly while leading He Ao towards the door of the training ground.
"Is there no comprehensive inspection project?"
He Ao is a little confused.
Fighting, shooting, these events are very simple and cannot check a person's comprehensive ability.
A person who is weak in fighting and shooting is more likely to survive in a dangerous environment than a person who is better than him in all aspects. Endurance, wisdom, and the ability to withstand fear and pain are often the key to determining whether a person can survive in danger.
"Originally, there was one." Hearing He Ao ask this question, Zhang Anxia suddenly stopped and glanced at He Ao, "But the crazy Transcendental person I planned to use as a comprehensive training boss was found and killed by someone first."
This is talking about the "magician" killed by He Ao.
"Ahem."
He Ao coughed and pretended not to understand what Zhang Anxia was saying, "Then that crazy Transcendental guy is a bit unlucky."
"Let's go, Ruins appeared suddenly this time. We only got the news yesterday, so we didn't have time to arrange it at all," Zhang Anxia sighed, "None of the Special Appointed Researchers participating in the selection today are your opponents, but in order to convince the crowd, you still have to go through the motions, be careful and don't make a deadly move, that's right,"
Speaking of this, Zhang Anxia remembered something and looked at He Ao, "Do you need to use something to cover your appearance? Some Special Appointed Researcher don't want to reveal their identity as Transcendental, for fear of disturbing their normal lives, so they wear a mask or something."
He Ao actually doesn't care about others knowing his identity. He is alone and no one can arrest his family and threaten him.
Moreover, he himself is already well-known in West Capital City, and the reputation caused by exposing his identity as a Transcendental individual may not be as great as his original reputation.
In addition, Dawn must have noticed him, which means that his identity may have been registered in organizations other than Research Institute, so whether his identity is exposed or not has little impact.
Some people become Special Appointed Researcher because they don't want to join the world of Transcendental ers and don't want their peaceful life to be disturbed. But He Ao is different. He just doesn't want to be restrained.
"Oh," Zhang Anxia also reacted at this moment, and he laughed dumbly, "You don't need these things either."
"Just wait a moment."
He Ao said suddenly.
Then he looked around. Although the training ground was located in the outer suburbs, there happened to be a tourist town nearby that was not doing very well. He Ao looked up and saw a KFC store.
Then he ran directly over without buying anything. He asked the store clerk to buy a medium-sized tote bag for free and ran back.
KFC is a fried chicken and burger restaurant. The packaging bag is a straight paper bag. He Ao put the paper bag on his head and drilled two holes to expose his two eyes.
Then he looked at Zhang Anxia and said, "Let's go."
"You..."
Zhang Anxia couldn't laugh or cry, but he couldn't say anything about his suggestions, so he had no choice but to take He Ao into the training ground.
Most of this training ground is open air and covers a huge area. The two of them were walking on the road when a breeze suddenly blew sideways.
The gust of wind was not strong, but it was enough to lift people's clothes.
Zhang Anxia pressed down the hem of his clothes and turned his head to look at He Ao beside him.
Under the breeze, the thin and wide KFC paper bag was placed on He Ao's head without moving at all.
This kind of bag is wide and light, with a large windward surface. It will fall off even if you run too fast, let alone a slightly stronger wind.
"What's wrong?"
He Ao looked at him doubtfully.
"It's okay," Zhang Anxia shook his head and looked forward, "We're here."
In front of them was an indoor venue. Zhang Anxia took He Ao and walked in. The venue seemed to be some kind of casual tennis court, but it was transformed into a temporary arena.
There was only one ring in the venue, and some staff were setting up the ring. Under the ring, nine people were standing on chairs nearby, waiting quietly.
Among the nine people, there were five men and four women, and all four women wore masks. They basically chose good-looking veils or thin masks that modified their faces.
Three of the five men wore masks, one with a pig head and one with a monkey head, both of which are plastic masks commonly available on the market.
There is also a person wearing a gorgeous full-body armor, but most of this armor is made of plastic. It seems to be the strongest armor in a tokusatsu drama called Armor Hero that He Ao watched when he was a child.
It seems to be called emperor.
He Ao I also wanted such a cool armor when I was a kid.
The man in armor looked at He Ao and cast his gaze over. He waved his hand and nodded gently to He Ao.
There were two men left without masks. One was wearing a light and loose white training suit. He looked like he was in his twenties and was full of energy. It reminded He Ao of what Regit looked like when he was young. The other was tall, with rough skin and a fierce expression, looking quite strong.
Just when He Ao was taking everyone's situation into consideration, the arena in the center of the venue had just been set up.
The tall, strong man without a mask took off in two steps, jumped over the ring fence, and jumped to the center of the ring.
Boom——
As he landed, the entire venue seemed to shake.
He glanced at the people around him, laughed and said, "I'm going back for lunch in a hurry, so hurry up and let me get the quota, so you don't have to go to Ruins to die."
Hearing this, everyone present frowned slightly, but no one came forward first.
The first round is a fighting competition. The person who goes first is equivalent to exposing his own tricks in front of others, and his chance of winning is slightly weaker.
The big man glanced around and found that no one was coming first, so he cursed, "A bunch of cowards."
His eyes turned around and landed on He Ao who had just come in. He laughed and said, "The one with the KFC bag on his head, are you KFC Mr.? Come on, come here and let me take you to dinner directly."
Among the men present, He Ao looked the skinniest, and the worst among the others was the young man in the training uniform, but that young man was very energetic and not easy to mess with at first glance.
This big and strong man looks reckless, but he is actually very thoughtful. He chooses the weakest one at the beginning so that he can accumulate power without having to show much strength.
He Ao looked at the big man looking at him, pressed the KFC paper bag on his head, then pointed at himself and confirmed,
"Me?"
"Of course it's you. Are you scared?"
The big, strong man heard that He Ao's voice seemed to be quite young, and he laughed and said, "Children, just go home and nurse, don't participate in adults' games here."
"Oh, that's okay."
He Ao nodded and was about to walk to the ring, but was stopped by Zhang Anxia.
"The first round of fighting is an unrestricted fighting, it is a ring match. Whoever stands on top is the ring champion, and below is the challenger. Only one challenger can go up at a time to fight the ring king. There is no limit to the number of times a challenger can go up. The ring time is 30 minutes. Whoever stands on the ring at the end wins the game.
The winner gets 100 points, and the remaining losers are ranked according to the length of their duration in the ring. Among them, if the duration exceeds that of the champion, the one with the longest duration will be awarded 90 points, and the others will be scored in proportion to the time. If the champion is the person who lasted the longest, the points will be 100 for the champion, and the others will be scored in proportion. "
Zhang Anxia explained the rules of the competition softly.
In fact, He Ao has already read this rule in the document Liu Nan sent him. This fighting competition is better than fighting, but not completely better than fighting, because in these thirty minutes, time and personal energy are all factors that need to be calculated.
The winner is the person who finally stands in the ring, not the person who has defeated the most people. In other words, even if someone stands from the beginning to the end of the game, but is defeated in the last round by someone who has never been on the stage to recharge his batteries, then that person in the end is also the winner.
This is a test of timing, energy conservation, and personal strength. Moreover, unlimited fighting means that some special methods can be used.
After all, we are selecting people who will enter Ruins, not show-offs. The entire competition arrangement is much more realistic.
He Ao nodded slightly to Zhang Anxia, indicating that he understood.
"Start by doing your best to count."
Zhang Anxia looked at He Ao and nodded. He wanted to take his hand back, but he immediately said softly halfway through.
He has seen how ruthless this kid can be. Bull is still receiving psychological treatment. Of course, there are some who do not need psychological treatment. The magician is currently lying in the coffin.
"Yeah," He Ao nodded, "Old Zhang, don't worry, I'm a good person who abides by the law."
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I feel even more uneasy when you say this.
Zhang Anxia finally let go of his hand hesitantly.
Since He Ao and Zhang Anxia were standing far away from the others, Zhang Anxia spoke softly. Everyone thought that Zhang Anxia was introducing the rules of the game to He Ao and did not pay attention.
Only the young man in the training uniform was slightly focused.
He Ao did not jump up as handsomely as the big man, but slowly walked onto the ring from the side stairs.
The moment he stepped onto the ring, the staff on the side started timing.
The big man chuckled, "Boy, don't blame me for having too big a fist."
As he spoke, he stepped on the ring. Amidst the vibrations of the ring, he raised his right fist and hit He Ao in the face with a straight punch.
He Ao slowly stretched his left hand upwards, flicked the back of his hand to the side, and hit the strong man's wrist.
The force of the strong man's charge was deflected at this moment, turning to one side. His body was also tilted by the force, rushing towards He Ao's side, and his cheek appeared behind He Ao's palm.
Snap——
He Ao turned his palm over and slapped the strong man behind the ear.
The strong man opened his eyes, staggered forward, and hit the rope that was used as the fence. The force was too strong. The strong man flipped out of the fence, fell directly onto the soft cushions at the edge of the ring, and fainted.
All this happened so fast, everyone only saw the strong man punch He Ao, and then he fell out of the ring and fell to the ground.
He Ao slowly walked to the center of the ring without saying a word, just watching the others quietly.
Zhang Anxia hurriedly walked up to see the strong man's condition, and felt that the carotid artery was still breathing.
Not dead, okay, okay.