There was a hubbub in the crowd.
The army had always only chosen official residents, and the conditions were getting stricter and stricter. It was only during the battle for the throne that everyone was recruited. Why did it suddenly open today?
Even Good, a new immigrant, had heard the uncle mention how generous the army was.
As long as he joined the First Army, he would not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life. Not only would he be provided with food and clothing, but he would also receive a pension after his death. His family would also benefit. Moreover, they would not only eat oatmeal and pancakes, but also fish fillets, jerky, and butter, which were all common and unlimited! Apart from the possibility of losing his life, it was almost a perfect job.
No, it was a perfect job.
If he could exchange it for so much, how much was his life worth?
Good had been exiled from the Kingdom of Wolfheart to Graycastle, and had seen too much suffering and disaster. Groups of people had died by the roadside like animals, and crows had danced merrily on them, enjoying the feast... Sometimes, life was not much better than grass.
Moreover, the Church of Hermes, which had conquered most of the Kingdom of Wolfheart, had been defeated by the King of Graycastle. Joining this powerful and mysterious army might be safer than being a squire of the Knight.
It was also good to join the Second Army. Although the conditions were not as good, and he might be sent to other cities, it was safer, and he had never heard of any losses.
In other words, if he could be selected by the army, no matter which army he was assigned to, it could be regarded as the best way out for outsiders like him.
Good and Sanko were both excited. They looked at Bagi and said, "Uncle!"
Bagi also seemed a little hesitant. After thinking for a while, he said with a wry smile, "I'd better not go... The foreman must have spent a lot of effort to hire me. I can't break this agreement first."
"It's just the registration. It's not certain whether you'll be accepted or not," Sanko advised. "You can wait for the results before making a decision."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to refuse by then." Bagi shook his head. "You go ahead. I'll wait for your good news in the square."
Sanko wanted to say something, but Goodra grabbed his shoulder and said, "Line up."
He looked back and finally nodded. "Then let's go apply first."
Since many of the applicants were illiterate, the scene was a little chaotic. After registering, he was taken aside by the black-clothed guards and separated from the crowd. At the same time, more and more residents came to apply for the recruitment. The announcer had to close the registration channel and loudly announced that the recruitment would continue the next day. Even so, the crowd did not disperse for a long time. Many people stood around the tent and seemed to want to see what kind of assessment was.
Good could not help but rejoice that he had not arrived too late today.
On the other side, some people had already entered the tent under the guidance of the guards.
He noticed that although this tent was close to a hundred paces wide, enough to hold all the applicants, no more than ten people entered at a time. This meant that the exam might be more complicated and difficult than he had imagined.
Sure enough, not long after, a mournful scream came from the tent, causing the expressions of the applicants waiting outside to suddenly become serious.
"This..." Sanko shrank his neck. "Is it a test of how well they can take a beating?"
"If he's being tortured, the screams should be continuous," Good said in a low voice. "Such continuous screams suggest that he's suffering from some kind of shock."
"Is, is it? You know so much... "
Because I have no lack of experience in beating people up or being beaten up. He exhaled softly. "I also heard it from others."
After a while, the sound of vomiting came from the tent again.
Everyone's face turned pale.
"What is the test this time?"
"Uh..." Good was speechless. It would be a miracle if he could guess it!
When the first batch of candidates was brought out, his heart skipped a beat. Only one out of ten people stayed in the tent. Did that mean the elimination rate was as high as 90%? And why were their footsteps so weak? It was as if they couldn't even stand stably. At least, judging from their figures, these people shouldn't be too weak.
But he had no time to think about why.
The guard called his name. "Good!"
"Yes, sir!" Good clenched his fists and strode into the tent.
The space inside was not large, and it seemed to be divided into several areas by the curtain. According to the order of entry, the group of people sat down in front of a man in a military uniform. But the bench was a little strange. One had to stand on tiptoe to sit on it, and it was very shaky, as if it was deliberately making people uncomfortable. What made him feel a little relieved was that Sanko was also in this team.
"I am the examiner of this project," the man in the military uniform said. "You don't need to know my name, because most of you will be eliminated soon. Even if you pass all the tests, you will just take the first step. If you want to join the army, you still have a lot to learn! "
"So, is he selecting the Second Army... or a reserve army that is newer than the Second Army?" Good thought. But no matter what it was, as long as the pay could make him and Rachel better, he had to give it a try.
"Now I will announce the rules," the man continued. "Everyone put your feet on the pedal and keep it there for five minutes. No matter what you see, don't fall off the stool. Of course, if your feet touch the ground, you will fail. Then get ready to start. "
Everyone could not help but look at each other. "That's it?"
The officer sneered and did not answer. Instead, he closed the curtain around them.
Then a strange white light swallowed Good.
When he came to himself, he found that he was floating in the air!
"Ah — — Ah — —!"
Suddenly, he heard a scream, and at the same time, there was a dull sound of something hitting the ground. This caused a lot of panic. Even Good subconsciously wanted to move his hands and feet, trying to escape the fate of being smashed to pieces. But the slight shaking under his body made him instantly wake up.
He was still sitting on the stool!
But the worst was yet to come.
He did not float for long. Soon the surrounding clouds began to rise, which meant that he was falling. The feeling of falling to the ground at high speed was almost indescribable. Good felt his heart almost jump out of his throat! His brain was warning him of extreme danger, but his reason was telling him that there was an invisible stool under his butt! Under the impact of the two contradictory thoughts, the last thing that appeared in his mind was Rachel's face...
...
After the white light dissipated, the scene in the tent returned to his sight.
"Not bad." The officer clapped his hands. "You have passed the first test, and your results are much better than the previous group. But there are still a few more tests. I hope you can persist until the end. "
"This is... the first test?"
Good swallowed and found that his hands were trembling violently. His back was cold, as if he had just climbed out of the water.
"Damn it!"
That was not the end of the fall. After that, his vision climbed and dived several times, and he even skimmed over the steep rock walls along the mountain ridges, as if he could hit the mountain rocks at any time!
"Simple?" He could not help but think of the officer's sneer... No, it was already a blessing from God that he could still sit in his original position!
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