The pollution resistance test was in a circular hall. Zhang Anxia took out a silver mithril box and placed it in the center of the hall. Then he opened the box, revealing a red and black iron block inside. Suddenly, a twisted whisper reached everyone's ears.
This kind of gibbering has no logic, but it has an aura of madness and violence, destroying the will of everyone around it.
Zhang Anxia asked everyone to walk towards the box in the center of the hall to see where the limit of what they could bear was. The further inside they went, the greater the madness they felt.
Feng Ling went out and never came back. Several other people struggled to take a step forward and walked towards the center of the hall step by step.
"Ah!"
A scream suddenly came. It was the "Reconciler" woman who tried to disturb He Ao's emotions before. As soon as she took a step, her body twitched and her face gradually became fierce. Zhang Anxia immediately knocked her out and handed her over to the staff wearing silver protective suits in the distance.
Except for He Ao, everyone looked a little surprised.
Because the ability of Reconciler is obviously related to the spirit, she should be the one with the strongest mental power among the people present to participate in the test, except He Ao. She was infected by the crazy aura so quickly, which made everyone's hearts lift instantly.
"The resistance to pollution does not mean that the stronger your spirit, the better. People with sharper spirits have a stronger sense of madness, and are more likely to fall into madness. When facing this kind of crazy infection, improving willpower is the only way."
Zhang Anxia glanced at everyone and explained softly.
Then he motioned for everyone to continue walking.
Several people's eyes were focused on He Ao, wanting to see He Ao's movements, but He Ao seemed to have no desire to move forward. They waited for a while and found that He Ao was not moving, so they had to withdraw their gaze and continue walking forward.
He Ao does not want to end this round of testing so soon. For these pampered Special Appointed Researcher, exposure to pollution may be a difficult thing in real life.
The energy brought by the morning light today is much greater than in the past.
The world is gradually changing, so He Ao doesn't mind spending a few more minutes to let these people see the real world.
After about five minutes, everyone stopped. The man in armor who walked farthest was the man in armor. He stopped almost halfway and covered his head in pain.
Some people tried to endure the pressure and forcibly move forward, but they were quickly eroded by twisted madness, and were then restrained and taken to the back by Zhang Anxia.
Seeing everyone reaching their limit, He Ao took the first step.
Then, three steps, four steps.
Almost in the blink of an eye, he walked to the center of the hall, picked up the silver box containing the red and black iron blocks, closed it, and then put it into his bag.
"What are you doing, you brat?!!"
Zhang Anxia suddenly became anxious, stretched out his hand and snatched the box back, "I only have a few things, and you took them for me, what should I do?"
"Oh, it's yours."
He Ao shrugged, "I thought Research Institute left the prize here."
This guy is so thick-skinned...
Zhang Anxia patted the dust on the box, took two steps back and carefully put the box away.
There was no suspense in the selection this time. The three rounds of competition ended with He Ao winning with full marks.
Zhang Anxia announced the final result, and other Special Appointed Researcher already knew the answer. Many people in the next two games did not have the intention of winning, but came purely to experience it.
After everyone had left, Zhang Anxia took He Ao and walked outside the venue.
"Ruins opens at two or three in the morning the day after tomorrow. Today and tomorrow, most areas will select people who want to go to Ruins. At seven o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, you come to Research Institute. We will have a special plane to take you to the channel opened by Ruins. We will distribute weapons and equipment and detection instruments to you there, and teach you how to use them."
Having said this, he paused, "You can have a good rest tomorrow and do whatever you want to do. Although I believe in your ability, I still have to tell you that Ruins is very dangerous."
"What's in Ruins?"
He Ao glanced at Zhang Anxia and asked softly.
"You can imagine it as a world many years after the destruction of mankind," Zhang Anxia seemed to be caught in some kind of memory,
"Ruins are everywhere in the city. The branches of towering trees pass through the buildings, and their roots are spread all over the city. The rusty Intelligent Robot wanders aimlessly on the streets. Ferocious Transcendental beasts and grotesque Extraordinary Plant are hidden among the ruins.
It was a silent world. Until now, we have not understood the abilities of many Transcendental animals and plants. Some of their abilities are even beyond the understanding of ordinary people. So once you enter, you will face a weird, terrifying and dangerous environment, and you must be mentally prepared. "
He patted He Ao on the shoulder, "If you want to give up, tell me before six o'clock tonight."
"Old Zhang, do you think I am someone who will give up?" He Ao smiled and asked, "By the way, after I join as a researcher, who can see my information?"
"No one can see it," Zhang Anxia shook his head, "Unless you reveal your identity or do something heinous, not even the dean of Research Institute can use your identity without your consent. Information, starting from today, hiring Mercenary is hiring Mercenary, and He Ao is He Ao. I will send you your intranet account and password later."
"It's a bit like an agent, one-on-one."
He Ao smiled. If Research Institute really saved information like this, then only Zhang Anxia and Ni Yu would know the identity of He Ao.
Old Zhang's character is trustworthy, and Old Zhang asked Ni Yu to follow him, so at least for now, Ni Yu should be trustworthy.
Then this identity of "hiring Mercenary" actually has a little room for maneuver.
"After all, many Transcendental ers don't want to reveal their identities. Many people's abilities are not particularly useful. They still want to live an ordinary life. Once the information is easily retrieved, the secret is no longer a secret."
Zhang Anxia smiled.
While talking, the two came to the entrance of the venue.
The young man in the training uniform was still kneeling at the door, and Feng Ling was squatting next to him playing games.
"Fighter, what are you...?"
Zhang Anxia looked at the young man strangely.
"It's okay, he has epilepsy, Big Brother Zhang, you don't need to worry about him," Feng Ling said without raising his head while playing the game, "I will take him away when he gets better."
Zhang Anxia glanced at He Ao and smiled, "That's okay."
He saw the scene where the young man in training uniform knelt in front of He Ao on the ring. Although he didn't know what He Ao was going to do, he didn't intend to care. As long as He Ao abided by the law, nothing He Ao did was within the scope of his responsibilities.
What's more, he still believes in He Ao's character.
"Old Zhang," He Ao walked directly past the young man in the training uniform and asked softly, "Is the firearms experience center over there open? I want to try out firearms."
After he obtained the Basic Firearms Proficiency, the knowledge he gained was all about the Copy World firearms, and the Main World firearms needed to be adapted to. Just now on the road he saw many firearms on display in the firearms experience hall, and he planned to take this opportunity to familiarize himself with the Main World firearms.
"They're all open," Zhang Anxia nodded, "In that case, I'll go back and clean up first."
"Okay."
He Ao said goodbye to Zhang Anxia and walked towards the venue where he saw a lot of firearms before.
After He Ao left, Feng Ling glanced at the young man in the training uniform and said while playing the game, "Look at the people who didn't even look at you. Do you have a movie theater in your head? Make up a lot of plots that don't exist in reality. Let's go, let's go back now, and we can catch lunch."
The young man in the training uniform looked at He Ao's back, his eyes flickered, and finally he knelt there motionless.
"Oh, it's hopeless."
Feng Ling slapped his forehead.
——
He Ao walked to the road and picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was 11:50 and there were two unread messages.
Liu Nan: [I passed. ]
Liu Nan: [Ruins See (Victory)]
He Ao smiled and replied, [Okay].
Another message was immediately sent over there, [Have you passed? ]
[passed]
He Ao is typing while walking.
Liu Nan: [emoticon: OK]
Liu Nan: [Wait a moment]
Then there was no sound over there.
About five minutes later, Liu Nan called, and He Ao answered the call.
"He Ao, my dad is willing to exchange that dilapidated villa that cannot be sold for a small hotel in the city center Pedestrian Street. The market price is about 20 million, including the property rights of the shop and the hotel. Because the property rights are self-owned, the annual profit is about 3 million to 5 million, and the property rights are forty years. Do you think it is okay?"
Liu Nan's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone.
Compared to that villa, He Ao really liked this kind of thing that brought in real money every year. He said softly, "Thank you."
"You seem to be ungrateful. I haven't thanked you for saving me so many times." Liu Nan smiled softly. "Are you free tomorrow? You may need to do the transfer in person."
"I'm free tomorrow."
He Ao responded, and now he had reached the door of the firearms venue.
——
The sun was pushed down from the sky as the hour hand turned, and billowing clouds enveloped the sky.
He Ao is assembling a new automatic rifle he saw in the venue.
The rain came pouring down.
By the time He Ao walked out of the venue, the sky had darkened into night, but Rain Curtain never stopped.
He Ao bought an umbrella from the small supermarket in the venue, walked slowly along the pouring rain, and gradually came to the venue where the pollution resistance had just been tested.
The young man in training uniform was still kneeling in front of the door, his cheeks soaked by the falling rain.
He Ao stared at the young man quietly, watching the rain falling down his cheek.
Feng Ling stood beside him, holding an umbrella and wanted to hold it for him, but he pushed him away gently.
The falling raindrops stopped at this moment. The young man raised his head and saw a dark umbrella covering him Rain Curtain. Under the umbrella, a man with a paper bag was watching him quietly.
"Sir..."
He opened his mouth, and a weak sound came out of his mouth.
"Fight a set and let me see."
He Ao looked at him calmly.