"That was our second Examination. The topic was [Evolution]."
"It was another escape scenario, with no other requirements. The system only wanted us to survive for a set amount of time."
"Do you mean 'perform,' as in acting, or 'evolve,' as in evolution?"
An Ke suddenly spoke up, puzzled.
She had not meant to interrupt, but the topic was rather strange.
The meaning of that single word was unclear, and it had appeared in their second Examination. She had to ask.
Information about the topic was crucial in a Death Exam. Every word was a key to survival.
"Evolution, but even by the end, we still didn't know what the topic meant."
Li Tianyang gave a bitter laugh. The four teammates beside him still looked shaken. Luck had played a part in their survival, too.
"Go on."
Ye Lin nodded, signaling for Li Tianyang to finish his account.
"Then I'll keep it brief."
"We entered at a research base. From the first round onward, a ghost we couldn't see or touch was hunting us."
"We tried everything we could to attack it and evade it, but nothing worked."
"After we barely made it to the second round, the only examinee on our team who had survived three Examinations died, too. Just as we were losing hope, we found a research report."
"The report itself was quite ordinary, a research paper from the 1950s. Its title was 'Regularly Occurring Periods of Eye Motility...'"
"Wait, you know English, too? Aren't you a damn Taoist priest?"
He Zheng could not help himself. Hearing Li Tianyang's standard British pronunciation, he looked as though he had seen a ghost.
Li Tianyang froze. Before he could answer, Little Chubby, standing behind him with his gun at the ready, proudly explained for him:
"Tianyang was a top