"Harrison, how is it? Can you tell anything from this morning's training?" Pendicos asked Harrison as he sat on a chair in Pendicos' office.
"Please, General Pendicos, you think too highly of me. It's only a morning's training, what can I tell? I need time, at least five days, before I can come to a general conclusion. "Harrison sat in front of Pendicos and stretched out his hand with a helpless look on his face.
"Alright, I'm sorry, Harrison. I know I'm a little impatient, but you should also know our current situation. If we don't choose our own Ranger as soon as possible, we will definitely be swallowed up by the Nine Nations." Pendicos frowned as he looked at Harrison.
Harrison also frowned. As one of the main members of the PPDC, he also knew the current situation of the PPDC. He muttered to himself for a moment, "Although others can't tell, there seems to be a problem with that Chinese kid you specifically instructed."
"He's a spy?" Pendicos frowned as he looked at Harrison.
"No!" Harrison shook his head and slowly said, "Right now, I still can't confirm whether he's a spy or not, but I can confirm that there's a problem with him. In the morning's training, he only took 63 minutes to travel 20 kilometers while carrying 25 kilograms of weight. Moreover, after returning, I carefully observed him and found that there was no change in his physical condition. His face wasn't red, he wasn't out of breath, and he didn't even seem to be sweating. This is something that ordinary people can't do. But if he's an ordinary spy, wouldn't his unbridled behavior attract even more attention? "
"Perhaps this is his goal, to go against the flow and make us relax our vigilance? Of course, this might just be our imagination, "Pendicos pondered with a sullen expression.
"I don't know. I'm only responsible for helping you train people. Whether or not you want to use them is up to you. Do as you see fit! "Seeing that Pendicos was about to kick the ball back to him, Harrison stood up and walked out. Harrison stood up, shaking his head as he prepared to leave.
"Wait. They should be preparing for the mental evaluation right now. Let's go take a look. " Seeing that Harrison was about to leave, Pendicos stood up and put on his clothes that were hanging on a nearby hanger.
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On the other side, the morning training had ended. A total of 1,300 people had passed, but only about 900 people returned to the starting point before 7 am to hand the ribbon over to Harrison for breakfast. The remaining 400 people could only go back with empty stomachs to drink boiled water.
After breakfast, another instructor gathered everyone and brought them to a hall. In this hall, in addition to more than a dozen scientific research staff in uniforms, there were all kinds of machines. These machines were connected together and extended to a silver cabin in the center, which looked like a space capsule. In the middle of the wall, there was an LCD screen at least 50 inches in size. In the middle of the screen, there was something like a progress bar, and on both sides were different numbers.
"This is the Psyche Assessment Room. Everyone knows that. In order to become a Ranger, aside from physical fitness, the strength of one's mental strength was also a very important criterion. If you want to become a Ranger, the most basic requirement is to have a mental strength of at least 80 scales. " The instructor who had brought them here was called Charlie. After bringing them into the hall, he introduced them to everyone, "This machine in the middle is one of the only five spirit assessment machines in the world. One of them costs ten billion US dollars. The reason I brought you here today is to appraise the strength of your mental strength.
"Now, everyone, stand properly. The scientific research staff here will call out your names according to the order you came in. Once your name is called, come forward and take the test! "
"Number 1, Mole Rodney!" After Charlie finished speaking. After Charlie finished speaking, the staff at the side began to call out people. A strong black man in the crowd walked forward after hearing the name. Then, a staff member asked him to lie down in the cabin and put a high-tech helmet on his head. After that, he started the machine.
Buzz!
The body of the Psyche Assessment Machine vibrated slightly. Then, the progress bar in the middle of the LCD screen on the wall slowly rose from the bottom. The silver value slowly increased. After half a minute, the silver value in the progress bar finally reached 63.
"63?! Not bad, it seems that this kid still has some hope of becoming a Ranger. " Charlie looked at the value on the screen and nodded slightly. He then turned to look at the crowd and said, "Here, I want to explain to everyone that mental strength is not static. It is a very mysterious power. It is said that its existence is directly related to the soul. Regarding this, our research has not produced any real scientific research results. However, through our research, it is related to our human will. As long as our will is strong enough, then our mental strength will rise. Therefore, don't think that the value of the first assessment of mental strength will be the value of your mental strength for the rest of your life. As long as you work hard to complete the training given by the academy, your mental strength can still rise. You still have hope of becoming a Ranger. "
"Number 2, Galaherkuk!" While Charlie was speaking, the staff had already asked Number 1 Mordny to come out of the cabin. Then, they began to call another person.
Galaherkuk was a young white man. His final mental strength was 67, four more than Number 1 Mordny's.
Afterward, the reserve members were called one by one. Their average mental strength was around 60, with only a few reaching 70. Of course, there were also some ordinary people who only had a mental strength of 40 or 50.
"It seems that the mental strength of this group of people is not bad." On the second floor of the hall, behind a one-way glass, Pendicus and Harrison were standing there watching the assessment. Seeing the results of these people so far, Harrison couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
"Hmph! So what? These people were all sent by the Nine Nations. Even if their mental strength exceeds 100, they still can't be used. "Pendicus coldly looked at the assessment outside.
"Mental strength exceeds 100? As far as I know, since the establishment of the PPDC, apart from you, only Raleigh, who drove a mecha alone and was expelled by you, has a mental strength that exceeds 100. With just these people, do you think it is possible? "Harrison said with a smile that wasn't a smile.
Hearing Harrison mention Raleigh, Pendicus pursed his lips and didn't say anything else. Instead, he quietly watched the assessment below.
Unknowingly, nearly three hours had passed.
"Number 352, Brian George!"
Hearing his name called, Brian flexed his wrist, which had been broken by Ye Xuan the day before, and then walked up to him. In fact, Ye Xuan didn't really break his hand yesterday. It was similar to dislocating the joint, so he found a doctor in the Hunter College to reconnect the bone, and after a few days of rest, it should be fine.
After Brian put on the helmet, the staff started the machine, and the number on the progress bar continued to rise. 50, 60, 70, and then directly broke through 80, and finally stopped at 83.
Wow!
"83, more than 300 people, and finally the first person whose mental strength exceeded 80. Amazing, doesn't that mean that he already has the qualifications to become a Ranger?!" When the audience saw that Brian's psychic scale had reached eighty-three, they were in an uproar. That was especially true of the Englishmen who were with Brian. They were so excited that it was almost as if they were the ones who had reached that level.
After Brian stood up, he also knew his own mental strength. His face was full of excitement, and the arrogance on his face became even stronger. He slightly raised his head, arrogantly swept his eyes over the people below, and finally glared at Ye Xuan.
No. 353, Gibbon Lewis, sixty-two scales;
Number 354, Billester, 68 scale.
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"Number 381, Ye Xuan!"
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