Realize how far I needed to go?
Still nowhere near enough?
Ye Lin frowned deeply. He understood the first half of what the Patroller had said.
The difficulty was dynamic. He had already deduced that much. After every exam, they had to assimilate the power they exchanged their points for. Otherwise, the more points they earned, the faster they would die.
But what else could he do? They had pushed themselves to the limit in every exam, and afterward, they had worked hard to master their abilities.
They only had three days to rest. He had barely taken a single day off!
Before Ye Lin could question him, the Patroller spoke calmly, as though he had guessed what was on his mind:
"You must be thinking that you've already reached your limit. You scored full marks in every exam, and your performance could be called perfect. But you underestimate the system far too much. It wants more than so-called full marks, and certainly more than people who can barely survive."
"It wants beings who can truly meet its standards, who can reach the fourth tier at the very least. Of course, that isn't its only purpose. Some things are crueler than you imagine."
"Simply put, even a perfect clear is just trash."
As he spoke, the Patroller scoffed and shook his head:
"You think getting full marks four times means you've reached the limit? Even if you got full marks nine times in a row, you'd still be a frog at the bottom of a well. You wouldn't qualify as outstanding at all."
"As far as I know, among those at the same stage as you, some have already survived thirteen exams."
At those words, Ye Lin's pupils abruptly contracted. As though he had realized something, shock surged through him.