I! Cleaner!

It seems that Lyon's first-stage exam results are going to be at the bottom.

After hearing the Pisces director's warning about "no random drawings", Amin glanced at the blank test paper on Lyon's desk, shook his head slightly, and then sat up again, staring at the towering tree behind the Pisces director.

Twisted, knotted, rotten, and dirty.

Rather than flowers, fruits, branches and leaves, it is better to say that it is a dirty leaf of broken pieces of animal and plant corpses, connected by thin, slender and transparent rods like glass, stretching out from the thick yellow and short double helix tree, swaying slightly indifferently and decadently.

Below the huge strange tree is a pair of eyeballs and ten fingers buried in white soil, and above is a huge harp composed of seven bright stars and two nebulae, which replaces the position of the sun and leans against the deep night sky.

A thin, eyeless girl with a vague figure and unclear face was stretching out her bare hands like meat balls, and vaguely placed them on the seven-stringed harp, playing hollow notes that no one could hear...

This thing is really difficult to draw.

After staring at the giant tree behind Director Pisces for a long time, she still didn't know how to continue to draw it. After pondering for a while, she could only draw seventeen or eighteen thin branches on the originally short and twisted tree.

Then, she drew a pair of circles with ink dots in the middle as eyes under the tree, and then drew ten small cylinders representing fingers. Then she picked up the pen and drew a "九" character with seven vertical lines in the middle as a harp at the top of the test paper, and matched it with a female stick figure who had no face but could be seen to have breasts and buttocks...

Well... Although it still doesn't look very similar, the flavor is considered to be drawn.

After looking at the abstract "answers" on her test paper, Amien nodded with satisfaction, put down her pen, and waited for Director Pisces to "collect the papers".

However, at this moment, a melodious hymn suddenly sounded from the seat three rows away from her.

It was as if thousands of light feather pillows were torn apart at the same time in the sun. Countless white flying feathers with soft light were sprayed into the air from the test paper written by a cleaner, accompanied by a high-pitched and clear female voice chanting, falling like snowflakes.

And caught off guard, the other cleaners who were stained by the falling feathers relaxed their eyebrows, and their anxious expressions instantly became calm and peaceful, with a look of fascination and piety on their faces.

However, the remaining part of the body trembled uncontrollably, and then as if being burned by a red-hot iron, the flying feathers burned black scars on the skin, and an uncontrollable scream of pain came out of the throat.

Is that person... the Purity Girl of the Scorpio Branch?

After looking at the back of the figure who was indifferent to everything that happened and continued to paint attentively, Amien did not avoid the flying feather that had already floated above his head, but curiously stretched out his hand and took one.

"Zizi..."

Accompanied by the harsh sound of boiling oil entering water, Amien's palm was instantly burned black, and a feather-like black scar was burned.

But at the same time, as if stimulated by something, the abstract strange tree on Amien's test paper twisted twice, and the spiral roots were pulled out of the soil on their own initiative, turning into a muddy yellow viscous turbid stream, sweeping towards the surroundings rudely.

Then, almost at the same time, a cloud of cold gray fog suddenly exploded on the other side of the examination room. A large number of thin and sharp translucent air currents flew everywhere with an overwhelming momentum, cutting the cleaners within the range of the gray fog.

"Fuck! What the hell is this!"

"Aren't we taking a painting test? What are they doing?"

"Sir Pisces! Someone is cheating! Wake up!"

Finally someone finished answering.

After taking one eye back from above Leon and glancing at the chaos in the examination room, the Pisces director, who literally turned a blind eye, said slowly:

"Don't panic, this is all normal. No one is deliberately attacking. It's just that the better ones among you have shown their talents with my help.

Also, you don't have to worry about getting into trouble. It's not your bodies that are in the examination room now, but your own will. Under my protection, even if you are crushed by their talents, you can still recover immediately."

Will you not die?

After hearing the explanation of the Pisces director and looking at the table and test papers that did not move at all under the cutting of the sharp airflow, without even a scratch, the cleaners finally put their hanging hearts back into their stomachs a little bit, and then...

It jumped back into their throats in one step!

"Ah!!!"

After the Pisces director's explanation, the intensity of the white feathers, turbid currents, and gray fog instantly rose to a higher level, and screams rang out one after another.

The cleaners who were within the range of other people's "talents" were either burned black, or cut and bleeding, or had limbs growing out of their bodies, or were festering from head to toe...

The worst ones even had several of these at once, with one "symptom" after another rotating back and forth, and after growing back under the blessing of the huge dream, they suffered a new round of torture again.

After witnessing the tragic scene of a few unlucky people dying and then dying, most of the cleaners present were shocked and showed fear in their eyes.

They can't die, but it doesn't mean it won't hurt! And the faster they are cured, the more painful it will be!

"Wait! Wait! Ah!!!"

"No no! This is not fair!"

"Stop! Stop! I don't want to take the exam! I don't want to take the exam!"

"It's definitely not possible to not take the exam. From the moment you enter this exam room, you can only leave after the exam is completely over."

Raising his hand and pressing slightly, all the cleaners who wanted to escape from the "talent" range of others were forced back to their original seats. Looking at the screaming cleaners, Director Pisces couldn't help but shook his head and said:

"It's really getting worse every year... The mental stability of your group of people is not good enough. The students are not bad in character, but in terms of brain and stress resistance, they are the worst class I have ever taught.

If you observe carefully, you will find that in this exam I arranged, only "talent" can fight against "talent". Even if your own "talent" is insufficient, it is not difficult to block the damage from other people's "talent" by using your brain a little bit...

Oh, forget it... I'll just tell you directly!"

After sighing with extreme disappointment, Director Pisces closed his eyes again and announced the correct way to pass the first exam with a disappointed face.

"Those who still want to continue the assessment, quickly pick up the pen, finish your own paper, and show your talent.

Under the tempering of other people's "talent", your "talent" can be better polished. If you surpass yourself, you can even defeat the strong with the weak. And those whose own talents are really bad, even if they are all drawn, they can't withstand the invasion of other people's talents...

Don't you know how to hide when you can't beat them? Can't you get under the table? "