The ringing was sharp and ear-piercing, making it impossible to ignore.
Looking in the direction of the sound, the sound came from a small doll in the mustached man's hand.
The man's eyebrows and nose were slightly long and sharp. Compared to the sexy mustache, his mouth, which couldn't be seen, attracted more attention from many examinees.
The man's name was Sartz, and he was a Ruin Hunter. He was also this year's first examiner.
Click.
Sartz pressed down on the doll's head and stopped the ear-piercing ringing.
Then, he floated down from the metal pipe like a feather.
"Release the system?"
Luo watched Satz's landing process and made a basic judgment.
After Sartz landed, he went straight to the point and said to all the examinees, "Sorry for the long wait. The acceptance time for the Hunter test has ended."
As soon as he said that, the atmosphere in the tunnel clearly changed. Almost every examinee revealed a serious and solemn expression.
Sartz looked around, raised his index finger, and calmly said, "Let me make this clear in advance. The Hunter test is extremely harsh. Those who are unlucky or lack strength will be seriously injured or even killed.
"It's also common for people to be eliminated early due to fights between examinees. Those who wish to retreat, please take the elevator back. Those who aren't afraid of death, follow me."
It was a rather serious statement, but it didn't make any examinees retreat.
What a joke. It wasn't easy for them to find the location of the first test. How could they retreat just like that?
Most examinees had the same thoughts.
Sartz looked around at everyone again. His gaze paused on Law's conspicuous bicycle for a moment before he retracted his gaze and calmly said, "Then, there are a total of 498 participants in this test. The test officially begins."
With that said, Sartz turned around and walked into the tunnel with the standard posture of a soldier.
Upon seeing this, the examinees subconsciously followed.
Ta … Ta … Ta …
Dense footsteps sounded in the tunnel.
"The test has begun."
Law said to the little fat man and Dongba and rode his bicycle behind the team.
Little Fatty closed his notebook and followed. Dongba did the same.
The team of nearly five hundred people slowly walked through the tunnel just like that.
After a while, their speed increased from walking to brisk walking.
When the examinees realized this, their strides became bigger.
"I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Sartz, the examiner of the first test. Next, I will lead you to the venue of the second test. Those who can follow me to the venue of the second test will pass the first test."
"However, please remember that I will not reveal the location of the venue or the time of arrival, so you can only follow me closely."
Saatz walked at the front of the team and explained the content of the first test.
As soon as his voice fell, his walking speed increased again, from a brisk walk to a jog.
Although his speed had obviously increased, the walking posture he adopted was still the standard march.
His increase in speed directly caused the entire group to move at a different speed. Every examinee began to run, with the exception of two people.
One is Luo, who is riding a bicycle, and the other is Qi Yu, who is riding a skateboard.
But soon, because of Jie's presence, Qi Lie put away the skateboard and ran with the team.
Although Luo was riding a bicycle, he did not ride at the front of the team. Instead, he fell behind the team and rode slowly.
Dongba did not do his old job this year, so there was no need to mix into the freshmen team. After greeting Luo, he ran to the front of the team and followed Sartz.
His attitude, like that of a good student, made a group of veterans who knew Dongba quite surprised.
The team moved forward, the footsteps from low to high, from slow to urgent, resounding in the tunnel that extended to who knows where.
Three hours later, the journey was almost 60 kilometers, with an average speed of 20 kilometers per hour.
Ordinary people run at a speed of about 10 kilometers per hour, but the team's speed reached 20 kilometers per hour, and the marathon is usually about 50 kilometers.
Not to mention the long-distance running, which is more intense than an international marathon, the psychological burden of not knowing where the finish line is is always with every examinee.
However, after more than four hours of dull silence, the distance was close to 80 kilometers, and still no examinee fell behind. It can be seen that the quality of this year's examinees is good, and they can persist for so long in a state of fast running.
However, it is estimated that they are not even halfway to the second test venue yet.
Luo rode his bicycle, leisurely at the back of the team, thinking that he would just go through the motions and get the license, but it was too slow and boring.
After a while, he suddenly saw the little fat man with the notebook slow down.
Click.
Perhaps he was about to reach his limit, the notebook under his arm fell to the ground, and the little fat man continued to run as if he didn't realize it.
His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his face and head were wet as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Later, Luo saw the three brothers deliberately slow down and say a few words to the little fat man.
After they finished, they laughed a few times and sped up to keep up with the team.
The little fat man was hit by the taunting words of the three brothers. Like a camel crushed by the last straw, he slowly stopped and knelt on the ground, looking almost broken.
Seeing this, Luo shook his head slightly. Even if there was no Dongba, there would still be other veterans who would trip him up. For example, now, a few taunting words by the three brothers made the little fat man lose his last breath.
"Take, take, me..."
The little fat man looked up with difficulty and looked at Luo who passed by him.
Hearing this, Luo slowly stopped and looked back at the little fat man lying on the ground.
"For the sake of, me, helping, you, to, check, for, you, take, me, with you! I, don't want to fail! "
The little fat man said this sentence intermittently, tears and sweat mixed together, and his hopeful eyes fell on the back seat of Luo's bicycle.
Luo was silent for a moment, pointed to the tunnel ahead, and said: "Keep going, you, will die."
What he said, slightly affected by the aura, was like the morning bell in the temple, knocking on every inch of the little fat man's spirit.
The little fat man's expression suddenly became dull, and there were many voices colliding in his head. Gradually, the stern and expressionless parents appeared in his mind.
Will I die?
All this time, whether it was learning or sports, he stood out as the first in life. At this moment, like a mirror full of spider marks, suddenly shattered into thousands of pieces.
But, compared to failure, is death more terrible?
His spine seemed to be pulled out, his head hung down heavily, and his whole body was close to the ground, in a completely powerless posture.
In a life where failure was not allowed, is death really more terrible than failure?
Luo calmly looked at the little fat man who was the first to be eliminated in the original work, and stepped on the pedals for a moment, and rode on the bicycle to continue forward.
After riding for more than ten meters, the little fat man's hoarse voice suddenly came, and even spread to the whole team in front.
"I, don't want to be eliminated!"
That shout seemed to have exhausted the last of his strength, full of extremely complicated emotions, but more than that, it was not reconciled.
Most of the candidates who were running heard the little fat man's shout, and sneered without a trace.
"That guy still has the strength to shout." Aomori mocked his two brothers.
Imoli and Amori heard and could not help but laugh.
"The Hunter Test isn't child's play. He's lucky to have fallen here without any mental preparation." The youngest Amorian smirked.
At the front of the team, Satz's expression did not change, and said in his heart: "First eliminated."
Luo stopped again, and looked back. The little fat man who was lying on the ground had stood up, his body swaying, and his legs were shaking, but he was barely holding on.
The little fat man had turned the original story's predetermined ending.
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