Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Before long, the originally sunny weather was suddenly covered by dark clouds and thunder rumbled. At the front, Zilong could not help but grunt, "Why are we so unlucky? It's going to rain when it's our turn. Everyone, hurry up, otherwise when it really rains, it'll be much harder for us to run, and our results will definitely be affected."
Zilong was just about to pick up his pace when he heard Han Jijun shout from behind, "Long, don't speed up. Maintain your original pace."
Zilong was taken aback. He did not understand why Han Jijun wanted to stop him. If it really rained, running in the rain would use up even more of their energy, and would also slow down their speed. Mind you, the score for this test was based on the time they took to reach the finish line. If they did not hurry up and run faster, when would they be able to do so?
Although Zilong was rather puzzled, he had one great advantage, and that was that he was very self-aware. He knew that his buddy Han Jijun was much more intelligent than he was, so much so that Zilong was envious and jealous of him. Since his buddy had said so, he must have discovered something that Zilong had not. Past events had proven that listening to Han Jijun was never wrong, and Zilong had absolute trust in his brother.
Thus, Zilong decisively gave up on his idea, and continued to run forward at his original pace. It had to be said that Ling Lan's group did not have many competitive children, except for Luo Lang. However, despite his pride, Luo Lang was a smart child. He had heeded Han Jijun's advice to Zilong, and so he did not speed up, continuing to run closely behind Zilong.
In their circle, Han Jijun's intelligence was well known, and Luo Lang was also very impressed by Han Jijun. Unfortunately, Han Jijun had actually become good friends with that idiot Zilong. This made Luo Lang wring his hands, regretting that he had been too slow to make friends with Han Jijun. Otherwise, that brat Zilong would never have had a chance.
The other children also maintained their original speed and followed the group closely to ensure that they did not fall behind. None of the children who had qualified to enter the Doha Central Scout Academy were idiots. The fight between Zilong and Luo Lang had shown them that the overall strength of these two was much stronger than theirs. Since those stronger than them were not afraid of a delay, what should they be afraid of?
Han Jijun quickened his pace and ran side by side with Ling Lan. He asked in a low voice, "Ling Lan, what do you think?" Han Jijun felt that Ling Lan must have discovered something. This was the intuition of a smart person.
"Didn't you notice it too?" Ling Lan glanced at Han Jijun with a hurt expression. Damn, this is what it means to be blessed by the heavens. She was only six years old, yet she was able to discover the problem. It was too hurtful.
It should be known that she could see the problem. This was the precious experience she had gained from living two lives, as well as the various oppressive assessments she had undergone in the learning space over the past five years. Especially this past year, Ling Lan, who had no new training missions, had been tortured by Number One in all sorts of ways. Now, she had to think deeply about everything she saw. It had practically become an instinctive reaction for her.
Han Jijun did not notice the hurt in Ling Lan's little heart. His expression was serious as he replied, "Yes, whether we speed up or not, what will come will come. Perhaps they just want to see us panic."
"The examiner didn't say the exact route. Whether or not this test has a so-called end point... I'm very doubtful." Ling Lan voiced her opinion. Han Jijun's intelligence made Ling Lan no longer hide anything.
Finally, she didn't have to pretend to be a child anymore. Being together with a devil, she wouldn't seem so devilish anymore. Ling Lan was so touched that tears streamed down her cheeks. These past six years had been so easy for her.
Ling Lan's words made Han Jijun ponder. He thought for a moment, then said, "Perhaps, the test has already begun the moment we entered the field."
"What do you mean?"
"Is this really a field?" Han Jijun's words made Ling Lan tremble. She thought back to the entrance she had entered through — that didn't look like the entrance to a large field at all.
"Wait and see," Ling Lan and Han Jijun shared a look in unison, and then made their decision almost at the same time. Since they were already in the game, they could only watch as they walked.
They hadn't run for long when a downpour of rain poured down, drenching Ling Lan's group of ten. The rain and fog obscured their vision, and the path beneath their feet also became muddy. Their rain-soaked clothes stuck to their bodies and felt uncomfortable and heavy. Under these conditions, they began to feel tired after running for several thousand metres. The two girls in particular began to pant.
"This is real water, not virtual." Ling Lan carefully sensed the sensations coming from her body. It looked like the virtual environment here was compatible with real props. Without a doubt, the space they were in right now was probably filled with showers above their heads...
Since she already knew that she had walked into a virtual environment room, Ling Lan ignored what she saw and reconstructed the layout of the room in her mind.
It should be said that the virtual environment presented the field to everyone was very appropriate, because the running track of the field was a large circle. No one would suspect that they were in an enclosed room no matter how many times they ran around it.
Ling Lan's group of ten ran for several thousand metres. It felt like they had already run countless laps, but none of the examiners came over to remind them how many laps they still had to run. This unknown journey made some of the weaker children waver, especially the two girls. Their speed immediately slowed down, and they fell to the back of the pack.
As the two girls' relatives, Luo Lang and Han Jijun ignored this situation, continuing to run forward at their original speed.
Seeing this, Ling Lan frowned. Shouldn't she help them?
Han Jijun seemed to have noticed Ling Lan's hesitation, and quickly explained, "To become a qualified soldier, you must rely on your own ability. Helping her would be harming her. On the battlefield, you can't rely on others to survive."
Han Jijun's words seemed to make a lot of sense. Ling Lan was no saint — she had to help them. She was just about to ignore them when a thought flashed through her mind, startling her.
Was this exam really just a test of endurance and speed? If it was just a test of these, they could complete the task on a normal field. Why would they need to use such precious virtual environment technology? Moreover, was there a need to split them into so many groups?
Thinking back to the marathons in her previous life, ten thousand people had started at the same time. Ling Lan had observed the width of the running track. It was about 50 metres wide. Even if it couldn't accommodate so many people, it could still accommodate hundreds or thousands of people. Wouldn't this speed up the test and save time?
Perhaps, it wanted to test the examinees on other aspects as well. What was its true intention? Ling Lan knew that this was probably the key point of this exam. If she could figure it out, she would know how to pass this exam.
What other hints did the examiner have in his words? Little Four sensed Ling Lan's thoughts, and very helpfully replayed the examiner's words.
Tsk, other than what he wanted you to know, everything else could really be said to be watertight. As expected of the elite examiners selected from the military...
Selected from the military? Military? A thought flashed through Ling Lan's mind, and she caught it. Since the examiners were all from the military, wasn't this some kind of hint? Moreover, with ten people in a group, that just happened to be the smallest unit in the military!
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