Yang Fan only hated that he was not a king and did not fully comprehend the rules of space. Otherwise, he would not have to waste all the rescue time on the non-stop journey.
In the next few days, he went to Jinxi, Hemen, Laichuan, Ping City, Rui Valley, and more than ten other cities.
Except for the first few cities, which were rescued by Yang Fan in time because the interval was not long, the rest of the cities were less than two or three.
Along the way, Yang Fan saw what it meant to be destroyed and people dead, what it meant to be in ruins. Everywhere he passed, no matter if it was a village or a small town, they were all empty. Except for the broken buildings that were trampled by monsters, there was not a single living figure.
The whole world seemed to have become the world of monsters.
There were also mutated humans.
Except for the first few cities where Yang Fan had successfully hunted a few of them, most of the cities that Yang Fan had encountered later were empty. However, Yang Fan could still detect a trace of the unique mental waves of the Alien Clan from the lingering aura in the air.
These mutated humans seemed to be everywhere. In almost every slightly larger city, there would be figures of them commanding monsters to attack the city.
Therefore, while Yang Fan hated the mutated humans, his hatred for them also increased day by day.
It was a pity that the mutated humans were mysterious and powerful. No matter what methods Yang Fan used, there was no way to get too much information about the mutated humans from the mutated humans that he captured or even killed.
Time passed day by day. When Yang Fan was about to return to Chengdu after wandering outside for almost half a month, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "The assessment time is over. All candidates, please prepare to leave!"
Then there was a ten-second countdown. Yang Fan suddenly remembered that he was now in "Salvation". He was taking the annual high-level exam. He did not expect that after staying in the game for so long, he had lost himself and thought that he was really living in this world at the beginning of the apocalypse.
Soon, when the countdown reached zero, Yang Fan's vision turned black. His thoughts seemed to have left his body and been sucked into an invisible black hole.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was back in the waiting room. The TV screen in the living room showed the specific results of his assessment.
Language: 88 points
Mathematics: 88 points
Martial Arts Foundation: 88 points
Martial Arts Theory: 88 points
Martial Arts Combat: 88 points
There were a total of five subjects. In each subject, Yang Fan got 88 points, which was a lucky number.
Yang Fan's mouth twitched slightly. He felt that his IQ had been insulted.
"With my intelligence and wisdom, how could I only get 88 points in each subject? Even if you want to fake it, please make it a little more real, okay? "
Yang Fan was extremely dissatisfied and kept complaining. However, no one paid attention to him. He sat on the sofa and complained for a long time, but the score on the screen still didn't change at all.
"Forget it. The system in 'Salvation' is really not cute at all!"
Yang Fan shook his head and shouted into the void, "Exit the game!"
"Candidate Yang Fan requests to exit the game assessment. Requesting permission. Preparing to exit now. 10-9-8-7 …"
When the countdown ended, the feeling of weightlessness hit Yang Fan again. He felt dizzy and his mind was in a trance. After that, he heard a soft sound of a power cut above his head. The virtual reality helmet and the virtual gaming chamber opened automatically, cutting off the connection to Yang Fan's brain.
Yang Fan opened his eyes and turned over to get out of the virtual gaming chamber. When he looked up, he saw the display screen hanging at the end of the virtual gaming chamber. The assessment score was recorded on it. It was the score that Yang Fan saw in the virtual waiting room.
Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly. Just like the previous mock exam, he did not remember taking the assessment. In the end, these scores all appeared in front of his eyes.
The only difference was that his results last time were exceptionally bad. He did not even reach the passing mark. This time, his scores were all 88 points. It was very lucky.
As he stepped out of the room, Yang Fan realized that he seemed to be the last examinee to finish the examination. The rooms around him were empty. Most of the examinees had already finished their examinations and left the school. Only a small number of them were gathered in the field, discussing the contents of the examination and the virtual world of 'Salvation'.
Fatty and Mu Qianqian were also sitting in a corner of the field, facing Yang Fan's assessment room. Yang Fan saw the two of them as soon as he stepped out.
"Brother Fan! Over here! "
An Sheng stood up and waved at Yang Fan. Mu Qianqian also stood up and looked in Yang Fan's direction with a smile.
Seeing Fatty, Yang Fan was in a daze. He felt that this guy actually overlapped with the An Le in the game. This grandfather and grandson looked too similar, especially that little bit of baby fat on their chin. It was as if it was passed down from their ancestors.
What a pity.
The An Le in reality died too early. He did not have the chance to see him. He did not know if the An Le in the game could escape the calamity of the apocalypse and continue to be strong.
Yang Fan appeared in front of the two in a flash and asked softly, "You two came out pretty early. How did the exam go?"
"Of course, it was super good!" An Sheng said proudly, "I handed in my paper early. I came out half an hour ago."
"But Qianqian seemed to be even earlier. She actually came out two hours early. Her results were all above 95 points. She's a proper top student!"
An Sheng could not help but give Mu Qianqian a thumbs up and praise her.
"But Brother Fan, what's wrong with you? You're actually the last one to come out. You couldn't have fallen asleep inside, right?"
An Sheng looked at Yang Fan suspiciously. With Yang Fan's current strength, he should have come out earlier than everyone else. But now, he was the last one. He was handing in his paper right at the end of the exam.
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. He could actually hand in his paper early. Why didn't he know about it? He also did not see any related notifications in the game.
This did not make sense.
With his cultivation as a Level 9 Spirit Reader Master, he was completely immersed in the chaotic world built by the game "Salvation". He even forgot about the college entrance exam and did not notice any notifications to end the exam early.
As for An Sheng, a primary school trash, it did not make sense for him to break free from the virtual world of "Salvation" in advance.
Yang Fan looked at An Sheng suspiciously and ignored him. He turned to look at Mu Qianqian, who was more reliable.
"Qianqian, tell me what kind of exam you encountered in the game. Tell me in detail and compare your answers with mine."
An Sheng was very hurt. He looked at Yang Fan, this unscrupulous master who valued girls over boys, with a face full of resentment.
"Okay, master." Mu Qianqian nodded obediently and said, "After I entered the virtual world, the first exam I encountered was the language exam. There were a total of 50 questions. There were noun explanations, idiom linking, reading comprehension, and so on. I spent about 30 minutes to finish all of them."
Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat.
Damn.
It was really different!
There was no language test in his assessment. From the moment he entered the game, it had always been a virtual reality. He was constantly saving people, killing monsters, and saving people. How could there be a proper liberal arts test?
"Then, there was mathematics." Mu Qianqian continued, "There were a total of 61 questions in mathematics. There were choice, fill in the blanks, application, and so on. The questions were relatively easy. I spent about 20 minutes to hand in the paper."
"Next was the foundation of martial arts and the theory of martial arts. This time, it was not a simple written exam. Instead, it was a virtual martial arts arena. I fought with a grandmaster-level martial arts teacher. During the battle, I had to answer some of the teacher's questions."
"For this stage, I didn't say much to the martial arts teacher. I directly KOed him with a mental attack. I didn't expect my final score to be above 95 points in both exams."
"What? What?!" An Sheng interrupted in annoyance. "You can do that? So you can pass the exam easily by beating the teacher? "
"Damn it. If I had known it could be like this, why would I work so hard to fight with him and think so hard to answer his questions? With my strength, I might be able to beat him! "
An Sheng looked as if he had suffered a great loss. Mu Qianqian looked at him speechlessly and said bluntly, "Brother Sheng, you may be thinking too much. That martial arts teacher's cultivation is at least at the peak of the Grand Master Realm. Even if you used force, you would definitely lose."
Inadvertently, Mu Qianqian also showed off a lot. Even the teacher at the peak of the Grand Master Realm was no match for her. It was obvious how powerful her cultivation was in practice.
Yang Fan didn't care about this at all.
Because the so-called martial arts teacher that Mu Qianqian and An Sheng had mentioned, from the beginning to the end, he had never met him at all.
"Why is it like this? Why is my exam different from others?"
"Did I take part in a fake college entrance exam?"
Yang Fan started to doubt his life. Why was it that everyone else's virtual assessment followed the normal process, but it was completely different when it came to him?
"The following virtual combat exam is much more interesting. The virtual time inside seems to have been deliberately compressed. It seems to be a compression ratio of about one to ten. An hour outside seems to be ten hours of game time inside to ensure that the candidates have enough time to deal with all the situations in the exam."
"I have nearly five hours of exam time, and almost all of it was wasted on this exam!"
After teasing An Sheng, Mu Qianqian turned her head again and continued to describe her exam process to Yang Fan.
"At the beginning of the actual combat exam, I was placed in a medium-sized city 140 years ago. My identity was an ordinary warrior. The time was just after the first spiritual energy tide. It was a special period when wild monsters were fully awakened and began to wreak havoc and besiege the city, wantonly hunting humans."
"My task was to help the residents of the city to successfully survive this disaster. The task requirements were that the city center couldn't be breached, and the number of casualties in the city couldn't exceed 30% of the total population …"
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