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Chapter 239

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It was their first day here, and they hadn't calmed down yet, so they chatted a little late that night. In order to take care of Teita, the youngest of the hostel, Cillin and the others helped him a lot. It was obvious at first glance that the child lived like a prince. Even when he was bathing, there was a robot to scrub his back, and the old servant had arranged everything for him.

Silin and the others had seen Teita's room before. After the old servant had finished decorating the room, they had all taken a look. It was so complete that Teita didn't have to do many things himself. He only had to give orders to the housekeeping robots and the AI system.

As soon as he saw the thick plush carpet in Teita's room, Huimao felt an itch on his back. He wanted to rub against it immediately. In fact, Huimao did that, but Silin twisted him back before he went to sleep.

"There are a few hidden surveillance cameras in this dorm. There are three in Teita's room, one in the kitchen, one in the bathroom, and two in the living room …" Huimao said unhappily next to Silin after he was twisted back into his room.

The final conclusion was that other than Silin's and the other three's rooms, the rest of the dorm was monitored.

"Looks like Teita has a pretty deep background." Silin scratched Huimao's chin. He thought about what Teita had said about the fifth exam in AF5 and closed his eyes to sleep.

Before he could fall asleep, Silin was woken up by Huimao's slap.

"What?" Silin didn't even open his eyes.

"That kid can't sleep. He's probably homesick because he's not used to it." Through the surveillance in Teita's room, Huimao knew what was going on in the room.

"Since we're here, we have to get through it."

Ten minutes later.

The cat's paw slapped Silin's back.

"What's wrong with you?" Silin still didn't open his eyes.

"That kid looks like he's been wronged. Do you have the heart to do that?"

"People always learn to be strong while they cry. It's a way of growing up."

Huimao flicked his ears. No one knew if he understood.

Another ten minutes passed.

Silin suddenly turned over and opened his eyes. In front of him, Huimao raised his claws and was about to slap down again.

"I really admire you!"

At the same time, on another planet in the Imperial Capital, in a room in a vast castle-like building complex, a few people were staring at the situation in Teita's room displayed on a large screen.

Seeing the eight-year-old child rolling around on the bed, unable to fall asleep, the two women wiped their tears with handkerchiefs.

"I told you not to send him in so early. Look, the child can't even sleep when he's away from home!"

"That's right, Dad. Teita is still young, and you know what kind of place AF1 is. Besides, Teita doesn't need to walk the same path as us. He'll be fine with us protecting him."

"I agree. Let's bring Teita back," another man in military uniform said.

The people around them all looked at the man standing in the middle, who was almost old but still looked handsome and extraordinary.

The beautiful woman standing on the side wiped her tears and glanced at her father who was standing straight in the middle. She thought to herself, Keep pretending. The old man is the one who loves Teita the most. I don't know what he heard from some people in the Army this time, but he was so emotional that he sent Teita over. He regrets it more than anyone else, but he didn't say it out because he wanted to save face.

Hearing the words of the people around him, the old man sighed inwardly in relief. It's better to bring him back. He's too young. Those people can say whatever they want. It's not like he'll lose a piece of flesh. When Teita grows up in two years, he'll send him over. I'm sure Teita won't disappoint him. The child is still too young. Too young. My heart aches for him.

The old man was about to speak when the doorbell to Teita's room rang.

Teita immediately sat up and rearranged his facial expression so that he didn't look as depressed and helpless as before. This made the people staring at the screen feel sad again.

Teita opened the door. Before he could say anything, something was thrown at him. He quickly caught it and saw that it was Huimao.

Silin yawned and said to Teita, "It's for your bed. This cat likes your carpet, so let him sleep here. Of course, if you don't want to, you can just throw him out. "

After that, Silin went back to his room and went back to sleep.

Teita blinked at the door and looked at Huimao in his arms, before he closed the door and went back inside.

As soon as he returned to Teita's room, Huimao couldn't wait to jump onto the carpet and start rubbing against it. When it looked up and saw that Teita was staring at it without blinking, Huimao got up and shook its fur. "Don't worry about me. Go to sleep. I'll guard the door for you." After that, Huimao went back to rubbing its fur on the carpet.

After Huimao's antics, Teita was in a much better mood. After watching for a while, he picked up the soft cushion from the bed and sat down next to Huimao. The temperature in the bedroom was very suitable, and it was intelligently controlled, so there was no need to worry about catching a cold at all.

Half an hour later, the man and the cat fell asleep on the carpet.

The people in front of the big screen didn't say anything for a long time. In the end, the old man didn't take Teita back. He wanted to see Teita's test results first.

The test of AF1 finally arrived under the anticipation of more than a thousand people.

All of them had recommendation cards, but they received them at different times. When the number of people reached the required number, AF1 would start the countdown for the test.

The first of the five tests of AF1 was the written test that Teita had mentioned.

In the previous stage, the written test only had one test paper, and the time limit was three hours. There weren't many questions, but they were very difficult. But this time was obviously different.

The written test this time was ten hours long. There were no breaks in the middle, and people had to bring their own food. So, apart from going to the toilet, the rest of the time was spent in the examination room.

None of the candidates knew where their seats would be. Everyone gathered in the venue and sat down casually. Then, a barrier rose around the chairs to cover everyone, and they were moved to the examination room.

Inside the examination room, you could only see the white light barrier around you. You couldn't see what was on the other side of the barrier. However, people standing outside the examination room could see everything clearly. So, don't try anything funny, or you'd end up in a very bad situation if you were caught.

When everyone was moved to the examination room, they found that they were facing a thick book of test papers. That's right, it was a book. This included basic personal information as well as various aspects of the test and so on.

Silin looked at it. The front was all basic information, including personal hobbies, what books you read, what information you read, what news you followed online, living habits, and so on. Many people tried to write positive things, but they didn't know that during the test, the tutors would arrange the test questions according to the information you wrote. If they found out that you lied, the tutors would make things very difficult for you.

Silin didn't write too much. He only wrote down shooting and so on. After all, Guan Feng's gun was there, so it was only a matter of time before he wrote it down.

These basic personal information also showed how much a person knew about themselves. It was also possible to tell whether a person was arrogant or had low self-esteem from the information they filled in.

However, Silin didn't know what the written test's standards were. Teita had said that some people were admitted even though they couldn't write.

However, when Silin wrote the first word, Silin understood a little why there was a book of test papers.

A person's handwriting would reflect some of that person's circumstances. A person's handwriting was like a person's. Their handwriting would become vigorous and steady as they grew older or more experienced.

It was different at different times. If a person was in a good mood, their handwriting would be neat and tidy. If a person was in a bad mood, their handwriting would be crooked and crooked. The pressure of writing, the structure of the strokes, the size of the word, and even the level of the stroke could reflect a lot of things. For example, a person's habitual strength, self-awareness, the coordination between thinking and behavior, and so on. The speed of writing was also related to a person's comprehension. The layout of the words could also reflect the writer's attitude towards the outside world.

Of course, there was also the issue of mentality. If a person's mentality changed, their handwriting would change along with it. There were definitely a lot of people whose handwriting became more and more sloppy as they went on, but there were also people whose handwriting didn't change much from beginning to end. That was the difference.

After Silin was done filling in the basic information, he flipped to the opening questions. This was Silin's habit. Back at Seven Lights, he would select all the questions and go through them once before he started working on them even if he didn't need to write with a pen.

The first question, noun explanation. It was a familiar question, but Silin couldn't help but feel lost as he stared at five whole pages of noun explanation. Ninety-nine percent of the questions were unfamiliar terms, and Silin hadn't heard of them since he came to the Mist Bodhisattva Empire.

He continued to flip to the back. Questions and answers, calculations, discussions …

I'm sorry, but there were no multiple-choice questions or true or false questions here. If you don't know, then you don't know. It wasn't like you could make a blind guess. Just as Teita had said, the questions covered a wide range of topics, ranging from the formation of the universe, quantum mechanics, evolutionary history, molecular formula, human reproduction, positive and abnormal physiological indicators, and ancient questions like which came first, the chicken or the egg.

When he flipped to the fifth last question on the third to last page, Silin raised an eyebrow.

There was only a short, inconspicuous line of words there — Choose thirty of the questions above. No bonus points for writing more than that.

Most of the time, such words would appear at the beginning of a test paper or at the end of a test paper. But it was very novel, and it was the fifth last question on the third to last page of this test paper. It wasn't easy to notice at all.

There was no telling how many people would be shocked by this sentence in the end.

Silin shook his head and continued to look at the questions at the back. The questions at the back were pretty much the same, except for the last one. After confirming that there were no other hidden meanings, Silin began to write.

Two hours later, Silin finished the first thirty questions and the questions at the back. All that was left was the last question.

The last question's title was this: If you feel that the above questions aren't enough to showcase your characteristics or abilities, please feel free to answer them here.

After thinking about it, Silin drew a cat in the answer area of this question on a whim. It was a chubby cat with a fish biscuit in its mouth.

After answering the question, Silin was not in a hurry to hand in his test paper. After checking it once, he laid on the table and began to catch up on his sleep. He felt that the later tests of AF1 would be very exhausting, so he needed to accumulate energy in advance.

There were some instructors from AF1 and AF2 walking around the examination room. They could clearly see the petty tricks of the examinees. Some gave warnings, some had their marks deducted, but none of them were disqualified on the spot.

There were also a few examinees like Silin who finished their papers early. They either handed in their papers early or slept on the table like Silin, so Silin did not stand out among them. However, the examinees who finished their questions within three hours were recorded by the chief examiner.

Silin was woken up by the bell that rang the end of the test. After leaving the examination room, he met up with Libero and the others at the agreed place.

Judging from Libero and Ironhead's expressions, they probably did not see the sentence on the third last page. Now, the two of them were still depressed. Walley was still as carefree as ever. Although Teita did not see the sentence, he was in a good mood. If he passed the test, so be it. After all, he did not feel too much pressure.

The examinees who finished the first round of the written test did not have much time to rest. The spaceplane sent them to another place for the next round of tests.

The stress test was to check the examinees' physical reactions to stress, such as recovery ability, immune tolerance, and physiological reactions under conditions such as low oxygen and low pressure. The examinees' physical limits and physiological defects were also checked. The results of the test were divided into five grades from highest to lowest: S, A, B, C, and D. However, the examinees did not know the final results of the test.

Under such stress, mutants would reveal another side of themselves, revealing the other half of their bloodline. However, this information was kept confidential. The examinees did not know about anyone other than the instructors in charge.

Silin underwent a basic drug allergy test, wound healing test, low oxygen and low pressure test, and a series of other tests. After Silin left, the examiner wrote an "S" on Silin's final grade.

What happened next was just as Silin had predicted. The examinees were not given much time to rest at all. After the second round of tests was over, the examinees were sent to another part of the planet for the third round of tests. This time, however, Silin noticed that the number of examinees was a little less. Although it was not a lot, there were still more than fifty examinees missing.

The third round of tests was also known as the Three Tests. The examinees would choose three of the tests they wanted to take. Silin chose shooting, close combat, and assembly.

The reason why he chose these three wasn't because Silin was the most confident in them, but because everyone else knew about them. At the very least, Guan Feng definitely knew about them.

Needless to say, the assembly was over very quickly. The examiners in charge of assembly had even studied the parts Silin had assembled and written a very long comment on Silin's test results. As for what they wrote, Silin did not know.

In close combat, Cillin's opponent was a big blockhead who looked like an iron head. This person was an expert in strength, and he was able to punch a hole in the reinforced ground with a single punch. Not only that, he was completely fine as he continued his next punch. At first, Silin chose to defend and not attack. It was only after he had a general understanding of the big guy's strength and allowed him to display enough of his abilities that he ended the battle in one blow.

The last test was shooting. There were a lot of people who chose shooting, and Silin had to line up to come here.

Unlike the previous tests, shooting was half open to the public. The examinees who chose to shoot could see everyone else's performance in the shooting field.

There were a lot of excellent shooters, and every examinee displayed their best skills. However, there was a phenomenon in the shooting field that the examinees cheered a lot, but the instructors in charge did not react much.

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