…
It was obvious that the owner of the mansion did not have a high status.
Gu Wanqiu asked him about his outing today, and Lin Sheng made up a bunch of stories with a natural expression on his face.
Warren Sanctum.
There were not many things stored there, only a one-meter-tall stone pillar that looked like a stele.
There were no monsters or dangers in the sanctum, and he had already treated it as a safe zone for him to rest and recover.
Lin Sheng slowly sat up in the middle of the row of chairs as he scanned his surroundings with familiarity.
After two sets of revision questions, he felt a little sleepy. He put on his jacket and changed into the sports shoes he had prepared.
Of course, this was not practical, and he needed to think about it carefully.
He wore the black tracksuit and black sports shoes that he had put on before sleeping. Leaning against the chair was his weapon, the Elite Rotten Longsword.
He let go of the handle and let the white line disappear.
The door opened silently, and a gust of bone-chilling wind rushed in.
…
The entire sanctum had a main hall, a secondary hall, a bedroom for the clergy, a kitchen, and a toilet each.
Or perhaps he had only absorbed the memory fragments, and there was no such information.
Inside the grayish-white sanctum.
There were symbols carved on the edge of the handle.
The entire stone tower was like a thermometer, and from the bottom, a white line as thick as a finger rose up.
With a slight sound of friction, the grayish-white wooden door was slowly pulled open.
He knew nothing about Sears.
Gripping the hilt tightly, Lin Sheng quickly made his way to the storage room and reached for the cold copper handle.
In a place like this where danger lurked everywhere, a low status meant a low level of danger.
The sanctum was the same as the last time he left.
The stone pillar was grayish-white, and there was a crescent moon next to three stars carved on it.
Other than the patterns and scales on the surface of the stone tower, there were only two protruding rod-shaped handles on the left and right sides.
Lin Sheng gently pulled open the iron gate and slowly walked out.
There were three floors in the mansion, and the doors and windows on each floor were tightly shut.
It was not just because the mansion was well-preserved, and he might be able to find some good stuff. More importantly, the mansion was closest to the sanctum, so it might be safer.
As soon as he left the sanctum's halo, he felt a chill run down his spine.
He lay on the bed with his clothes on and closed his eyes to rest.
Lin Sheng and she quickly got busy and made two dishes. The mother and son sat around the table and ate.
He had already explored every other part of the Warren Temple, leaving only the storage room at the back unexplored.
Moreover, the mansion was much shorter than the other buildings around it. Some of the details were not as exquisite and luxurious as the other buildings around it.
A bone-chilling sense of threat welled up in his heart.
The white line slowly stopped at the position marked as Level Two, and then stopped moving.
Below it, there seemed to be markings.
Lin Sheng gripped his black sword tightly, looked left and right, and dashed towards the iron gate of the mansion.
After some thought, he decided to go to the opposite mansion to take a look.
'Testing Tower: Stone Tower for Profession Level Evaluation, Testing Range: Paladin, Warrior, Cultivator.'
He picked up his sword and walked out of the row of chairs without looking at the prayer altar in the middle. Instead, he walked straight to a small door at the back of the temple.
A line of words was carved at the bottom.
From Lin Sheng's position, he could see a dried up black fountain in the middle of the courtyard. In front of the fountain, there was a white stone tablet.
A faint tremor sounded.
When he got home, his father was not there. Only his mother, Gu Wanqiu, was peeling potatoes in the kitchen.
This was the only storage room he had not looked at.
His hand gripped the handle again.
"Woo …"
After eating and washing the dishes, Lin Sheng used studying as an excuse to quickly wash up and return to his bedroom.
Lin Sheng stood up from the row of chairs and checked his body.
The grayish-white exterior of the building was carved with many angelic babies, and some places had delicate patterns like wisteria.
"Screech …"
"Testing Tower??" Lin Sheng was stunned. This was the first time he had seen something like this.
What did he do, what his character was like, what his background was like, whether he was good or bad, he had no idea. Did he want to join them just for money?
The moonlight was gentle, and he could vaguely see the words carved on the stone tablet.
Lin Sheng gently pulled open the door to the main hall.
The air was filled with a soothing atmosphere. The door and windows were undamaged and tightly shut.
In the distance, there was a tall and sharp black tower, and a huge city wall surrounded it.
"This place is like a huge cage …" Lin Sheng mumbled. He began to look for the next step.
Lin Sheng moved closer to take a closer look.
"Squeak …"
This time, he did not plan to stay in the safe zone any longer.
"Interesting … I wonder what kind of standard is used to test this thing."
Inside was a small space of about one square meter.
With a few strides, he crossed the street that was more than ten meters wide and quickly arrived in front of the iron gate.
However, it seemed that this small stone tower was related to the assessment of the profession level.
He reached out and pulled the iron gate of the mansion open slowly.
Lin Sheng shuddered, but he still held his sword and walked out of the main hall step by step.
It was already past six o 'clock in the evening when he came out of the internet cafe. The sky was getting dark.
Lin Sheng reached out and held the two handles with both hands.
Lin Sheng ate some food from a roadside stall, then hailed a taxi and went straight home.
He did not want his family to know that he had joined the swordsmanship club.
Soon, the white line lit up again and rose to the rank of Level 2. However, the warm current from before did not appear again.
It was a fish-shaped mansion that looked like a mansion.
He had checked all the places, but there was nothing except for some daily necessities.
Inexplicably, he seemed to feel a very subtle warm current from the handle of the stone tower into his palm, then along his arm, it quickly circled around his body.
He pulled it out.
The white line immediately dimmed as he let go of the handle, and soon disappeared.
In many memory fragments, he had heard about the warrior's rank, but no one had mentioned how to evaluate the warrior's rank.
Under Lin Sheng's surprised gaze, the scale on the front of the stone tower slowly lit up with a faint white light.
"Does this mean that I'm now a Level 2 warrior?" Lin Sheng guessed.
Carrying the rotten sword, he returned to the front of the sanctum gate.
"Level 2?" Lin Sheng's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately let go of the handle.
He held the sword and slowly walked to the iron fence of the courtyard. His eyes fell on a mansion opposite the sanctum.
Standing at the entrance of the sanctum, he could see the city of Blackfeather City with the street lights outside.
The streets were empty, and the buildings were decaying and dilapidated.
The entire mansion was much more well-preserved than the other buildings around it. Even the outer walls were in perfect condition, without any damage or gaps.
"Although this place is good, I didn't come to this dream just to stay in the safe zone …"
Just like how he did not want to join Sears' so-called company. This was another complicated circle.
He walked in front of the stone tower and carefully examined it.
After rummaging through the storage room, Lin Sheng did not see anything other than this test tower.
The warm current quickly returned to the stone tower and disappeared.
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