Everyone knew that the affiliated schools had no shortage of geniuses. AF1 and AF2 had already gathered geniuses from all walks of life in the empire. Perhaps the teachers were already numb to it. After all, there were too many geniuses here, and it was tiring to judge them.
The shooting test field was circular, and within the circular area were eight small fields. Each field occupied a forty-five-degree fan-shaped area. Outside the shooting field, there was a ring of stands. The stands were divided into two levels. The upper level was where the teachers in charge of the test moved around, while the lower level was where the students who came to take the test could move around. Those who had already completed the test or were waiting to take the test could all watch the people who were taking the test in the shooting field below.
Shooting was a compulsory course for every student. Even if you had never touched a gun before, you would still have to take shooting lessons after you were officially admitted. Therefore, shooting was considered a key course in the school, and many teachers liked to use it to test the students. Regardless of whether it was the course assessment or the selection test, shooting accounted for a higher percentage of the students. Because of this, a lot of people chose to shoot.
Perhaps in the outside world, curve shooting would be an extremely difficult technique, but here, when geniuses collided with geniuses, it was no longer a problem. If you shot 100% of the time, the teachers might take a second look at you.
Some of the previous batches of AF1 and AF2 students were also watching from the sidelines. From their expressions, Cillin could tell that not many of the people who came to take the exam were worthy of their attention. Of course, it was not that the people taking the test were too weak. If they had been admitted and trained by the affiliated schools, they would have shone even brighter.
As the teachers watched indifferently, and as the students from previous batches chatted and laughed, the candidates entered and left one after another. Before coming here, they were full of ambition, but after experiencing it for themselves, they finally understood why AF1 and AF2 could become the top schools in the empire. Gold would always shine, but when there was a lot of gold together, your gold would not stand out.
However, in Silin's opinion, the shooting test tested the shooting skills of the candidates, and the other was to observe the type of gun each candidate was used with.
Yes, the guns used in the shooting test were chosen by the candidates themselves, and the settings allowed them to use their own guns. This was why guns were not prohibited when coming to AF1's preparatory campus. It also showed that the people of AF1 had the ability to control any possible situation.
Silin looked up at the sky and watched the people shooting below.
Libero and Ironhead did not choose to shoot, but Walley and Teita did. Walley was in front of Silin, and Teita was behind Silin. They were arranged according to the order of registration.
Walley and Cillin were assigned to the same sector. Walley's gun sense was very good, and when Cillin watched Walley shoot, he thought of Tang Qiuqiu. This kind of gun sense was either innate, or it was the influence of his living environment. If it was the latter, then Walley lived in a messy place, but it wasn't easy to nurture a carefree person like Walley in such a messy place.
Walley directly chose a gun from the gun rack in the shooting range. After looking at it, he fired one round before starting. Then, he hit all the targets, and it was a series of shots.
Standing here, Cillin couldn't see Walley's eyes when he shot. He could only see his shooting technique and the result. Maybe some of the instructors could see it through the cameras inside the shooting range. Silin could not see the look in Walley's eyes when he was shooting. He could only see the shooting method and the result. Perhaps some of the teachers could see it through the cameras in the shooting field.
"Silin, it's almost your turn, right?" Teita ran over. He had just gone to chat with a student from the previous batch. Teita did not feel any pressure when it came to designing the test.
"Yes, there are two more people," Celine pointed at the fan-shaped area in front of them and said.
Teita waved his hand. "Don't be nervous, calm down!" This was what his father often told him.
Silin smiled. "I'm not nervous."
As they spoke, Walley came back from his stroll.
"There's nothing much to see. It's rare for the people from the previous batches to be looking at the pretty girls. The girls are looking at the pretty boys, and the teachers are yawning. I don't know if they're trying to piss us off." Walley leaned on the fence like he had no bones. "I'm so hungry. Do you guys have anything to eat?"
Silin tossed a hardtack, a bag of jerky, and a bottle of water to Walley. "Conserve your energy. I think the next round will be quite tight."
"This test is so troublesome." Walley took the food and started to replenish his energy.
Walley didn't have a subspace container, and those were luxuries for him. That was why he couldn't carry a lot of food like Cillin and Teita, and he didn't want to eat nutrient pills either. They were fine for normal times, but they couldn't satisfy his energy requirements at all during a test like this.
"Oh, I asked around. Apparently, there are some changes to the third round," Teita said.
"What changes?" Silin and Walley looked at Teita at the same time.
Teita sighed. "I heard that from now on, the third round will be a three plus one test. There will be three optional tests, plus another test. However, this extra test might be different every batch. I think we're going to test long-distance running this time."
"Long-distance running? How long is it? "Silin asked.
Teita shook his head. "I don't know. They don't know either. We'll have to ask the teachers in charge."
Walley looked up at the sky while eating the jerky. His face was bright and sad. "I have a bad feeling …"
Silin's number tag vibrated. It was a test reminder.
"I'm going now. You guys talk." After saying this, Silin walked toward the fan-shaped area of the shooting range. He took out the box Guan Feng had given him. Subspace was not allowed inside the shooting range.
Since Guan Feng had given this to Silin, it meant that he wanted Silin to use it boldly. There was no need to hide it.
After the first examinee came out, Silin inserted the number tag he had received earlier into the slot. The door opened, and Silin walked in with the box.
"What's that box?" Walley asked Teita while eating a compressed biscuit.
"A gun, I think?" Teita wasn't sure himself. Very few people carried a gun in a box.
There were about fifty or so light markers flashing in the target area. Each light marker was only the size of a fingernail, and their speed and direction were unpredictable.
Silin stood still in the shooting range. He opened the box on a nearby table and began assembling it. His speed wasn't any slower than Guan Feng's.
The instructor who was looking at his area abruptly rose to his feet. Feeling uncertain, he pulled up the monitor and took a closer look. He couldn't help but curse, "Fuck! There's no way that old fox Guan would do that! There's no way he would!! "
Another instructor saw the man's reaction and swayed over with a teacup. "What's wrong? Is your sciatic nerve convulsing? "
"Convulse my ass! I asked old fox Guan for it so many times, but he wouldn't give it to me! He just had to give it to a little kid! "
The instructor almost dropped his cup when he saw the image on the monitor. "I can't believe he gave it away so quickly!"
The other instructors were curious about the duo's reaction as well. They all wore different expressions after learning the reason. But it had to be said that the box had attracted all of the instructors' attention.
"Hmm? Why does Silin's gun look so strange? "Walley mumbled while stuffing his mouth.
"A Purgatory Thunder Snake! That's a Purgatory Thunder Snake! The pattern on the lid is the symbol of a Purgatory Thunder Snake, and it's a K-type gun! It's a K-type! "Teita yelled excitedly as he stared at Silin's situation without blinking.
Teita had only seen the B-type and E-type Purgatory Thunder Snakes. He had never seen a K-type before. His father said that there were no more than five people in the entire empire who used a K-type gun. AF1 had always wanted to train people to use a K-type gun, but very few of them passed. According to his father, the old fox Guan was very difficult to deal with. Even those who thought they could use a K-type gun were rejected by the old fox Guan.
Teita's yell attracted a lot of attention. Some of the people who were talking also looked over. Even those who didn't know about the Purgatory Thunder Snake saw Teita's reaction. Combined with the gazes of the instructors on the second floor, they also began to pay attention to Silin's situation.
The reactions of this year's candidates were obviously not as big as those of the previous years. When they found out that Silin was using a Purgatory Thunder Snake K-type gun, they all looked like they had seen a ghost. Then they all stared at Silin's shooting range.
After Silin finished assembling the gun, the system would give a ten-second explanation, telling the candidates how much time they had to shoot and other nonsense. However, the purpose of this nonsense was actually to let the candidates adjust themselves to their best state within these ten seconds. That was because the moment the candidates entered the shooting range, the candidates' various physiological parameters had already begun to be tested. Their heart rate, pulse, blood pressure, and other data had begun to be traced. This was also a good way to test each candidate's mental strength.
When the ten seconds were up, the system announced the start of the shooting range.
Silin raised his gun and fired without any hesitation.
"Missed …"
Before Walley could finish his sentence, he heard the system on Silin's side report five times in a row. "Target hit!"
And then … there was no then.
Silin put the gun away, dismantled and reassembled it, and left.
The shooting range was silent. Only the sounds of the other fan-shaped systems could be heard.
Combined with that, the entire place was in an uproar.
The biscuit crumbs in Walley's mouth sprayed out. He almost choked to death and only recovered after gulping down a few mouthfuls of water.
"Five … five shots?!" Walley stretched out his palm towards Teita and spread his fingers, as if to confirm the number.
"Yes! Five shots! "
Teita's eyes lit up. This was the K-gun! The highest level of the Purgatory Thunder Snake, the K-gun! His father had always hoped to poach someone who used a K-gun, but the old fox at the gate never let them go. Teita had often heard his father complain, but after seeing Silin's shooting today, Teita finally understood why his father had always been so insistent on poaching someone who used a K-gun. Although his abilities were limited and he couldn't really understand it, five shots and fifty hits was enough.
The instructor in charge of Silin's fan-shaped area looked at the physiological parameters of the shooter drawn by the system. After a while, he sighed. "Another one."
Another person who shot like he was eating, with no fluctuations in his parameters.
Before Silin, Walley had also been like this.
"Silin! Silin! "Teita walked over and looked at Silin eagerly." Can I touch K? "
K was Teita's nickname for the Purgatory Thunder Snake K-gun. He always called it that in private.
"It depends on your performance. If you do well in the test later, I'll agree."
"It's a deal!"
"It's a deal."
"Okay! Just you wait! " With that, Teita ran towards the shooting range. It was almost his turn, but he wasn't in the fan-shaped area. He was on the other side.
Walley looked at Silin with a strange expression. "Hey, what snake is that? How did you shoot it? I want to see it too. "
"I'll show you when we get back."
"Hehe, thanks!" Walley chewed on his biscuit and continued watching the test, but his mind was already wandering.
Teita wasn't old, but his marksmanship wasn't bad. He didn't have any fancy techniques, curve shots, or multiple shots, but every shot hit the center of the light, and he was very decisive.
After the test, Teita ran back impatiently. "How was it? Not bad, right?! "
"Not bad. I'll show you when we get back after the test. Now, hurry up and rest. The shooting is almost over, and the additional test is about to be revealed, "Silin said.
Just as Silin said, after the shooting was over, the other tests were also over. The students were sent to a gathering point. At the gathering point, Silin's group met up with Libero and Ironhead. Looking at their expressions, it was obvious that they'd done well.
But while the three tests were not bad, the following additional test made everyone speechless.
The additional test was a long-distance run. Many people had heard about this, but they only knew the specifics now.
What was the specifics? Run around the ball.
What did running around the ball mean? Look, everyone was standing on the "equator". This was also the name of a track that AF1 had specially built.
The "equator" wasn't as flat and narrow as the other tracks. It was wide and full of obstacles. Trees, stone piles, slopes, and so on.
Even though Planet He Ke wasn't big, running around the ball was enough for everyone. Apart from the geographical obstacles, everyone looked at the black guy running over and suddenly felt as if autumn frost had swept past them.
"Is that … a monkey?"
"No, that's a chimpanzee, a giant chimpanzee!"
"It's really huge."
As the chimpanzee ran closer and closer, the tremors on the ground grew stronger.
"My stomach is starting to tremble," Walley said.
"That's a kidney you're touching."
"I'm shaking all over. No one taught me how to fight against this species in my entire life!" Walley pointed at the big guy that was about ten meters tall.
"There's more." Silin pointed at some animals that were running over from the other side.
In other words, not only did they have to run around the ball, but they also couldn't run slowly and defenselessly. There would be these big guys chasing after them.
"I hate three plus one!" Walley looked up at the sky and sighed.
Celine looked left and right, and suddenly realized that the cat had run off somewhere to contact its feelings.
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