I! Cleaner!

Yes! Can't we just crawl under the table?

After receiving the reminder from the Pisces director, the cleaning staff who were taking the test suddenly realized it.

No matter how violent the noise these "talented" perverts made, they only collided with each other above the table and never invaded under the table, and the area below their chests was indeed not attacked.

Really... If you can do this, why didn't you say it earlier?

Looking at the Pisces director with his eyes closed with some complaints, more than two-thirds of the cleaning staff, who couldn't bear the torture of the exam environment around them, were eager to crawl under the table and escape from the increasingly fierce fight above, with a look of relief on their faces.

However, after crawling under the table, they couldn't see the "tree" behind the Pisces director, so they couldn't draw on the test paper. No matter how gorgeous their "tree" was, their results were completely fixed at the current level.

…

OK, the first batch of 0-point trash has been screened out.

His black and white eyes circled the dream bubble, and after noting down all the cleaners who chose to drill into the table, Director Pisces, who was sitting cross-legged on the podium, picked up a pen and drew zeros one by one on the animal skin notebook.

The upper limit of a cleaner's ability is his own talent, while the lower limit is the courage to face danger and the perseverance to never give up in the face of adversity.

If you don't have the courage to fight for it once in this safe environment where you will not die or even get hurt, then no matter how good your talent is, you probably won't have a chance to realize it.

You know, the Cleanup Bureau has countless enemies, and the abilities of various anomalies are even more varied. No one can guarantee that they will not fall over in their lifetime. Even as strong as Director Twelve, it is inevitable to encounter a few desperate situations that seem to be certain to die.

If you don't even think about fighting for it when you have been told that it is absolutely safe, how can you have the courage to live against death when you really step on a dead end one day? Such people will never achieve anything. Even if they are lucky enough, it is only a matter of time before they die.

Well... forget it. I'll give 1 point to those who drilled into the table. Giving them all 0 points is a bit too absolute.

Looking at the cleaners who have not given up completely among the trash who drilled into the table, but occasionally stretched their heads out to take a look, and then continued to draw on the chair, Director Pisces hesitated for a moment, and then started to change the grades again.

Those who can't drill into the table are still zero. There is nothing to expect from such a coward, but the other cleaners who are still poking their heads out are barely worth 1 point for attitude.

Although they lack the courage to live for death, they still dare not fight when they have been told that they will not die and can hone their talents. But as long as they don't give up directly, they can still be saved. If they experience two more life-and-death crises, they may also have the possibility of training their courage.

But that's all for the future. The remaining one-third of people who were sitting on the chairs, screaming and gritting their teeth to keep drawing, are the future pillars of the bureau. No matter how long they can hold on, no matter what they can draw, everyone deserves a passing score of 30 points.

After looking at the remaining cleaners with relief and completing the basic scoring one by one amid their miserable screams, Director Pisces retracted his eyes and began to wait for the remaining people to show their talents.

Under the heavy pressure of the "talents" of the pioneers, the remaining more than 100 cleaners could no longer have any extra thoughts in their minds. They were all writing desperately, almost burning themselves out.

In less than three minutes, all the cleaners who had not yet crawled under the table had completed their test papers, showing their unique talents.

Rusty chains, holeless masks, fox heads with blue flames burning in their eye sockets;

Sewn-mouth puppets, withered mazes, music boxes with two skeletons dancing in each other's arms;

All kinds of strange images, suppressed by the gloomy gray fog and flying feathers, came out of the test paper with great difficulty, protecting the cleaners who were already exhausted from drawing, like unlucky people falling into a manhole, and carrying them drifting in the muddy yellow current.

In addition to these cleaners who were not talented enough and just barely managed to hold on without being swallowed, there were about twenty elites who showed talents that were far inferior to the flying feathers and gray fog, but were almost as good as the turbid current. The horned man on the left side of Lyon was one of them.

"Haha, I underestimated you."

Holding the neck of the centipede ant he drew, looking at Leon who was cut all over by the gray fog and burned black by the flying feathers, and almost inhuman, the horned man couldn't help but sneer and mocked:

"I didn't expect that although you don't have much talent, you are still very patient!"

"..."

Do you think there is such a possibility that I am not actually able to endure, but I didn't feel the pain at all?

[Through the creator's detailed explanation, as well as your own observation and summary, you have obtained a lot of information about "between talents", and the heterochromatic badge "Materialistic Soul (Red)" is activated.

Because you have a thorough understanding of the operating rules of "between talents", your resistance to this abnormal object has increased greatly, and you can already block a very deep degree of influence]

After raising his hand to close the pop-up panel, the flesh and blood on his face was fading away quickly. Leon, whose face was replaced by a porous mask, turned his head sideways, glanced sideways at the scarred horned man, and then responded politely:

"It's not bad, you're not bad either."

"?!"

Listening to Leon's answer without any trembling, and looking at his body that was crazily eroded by various "talents" and became more like a monster than a human, the horned man's pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

Protected by his own "talents", he only had to bear the aftermath of two or three kinds of "talents", and his muscles all over the body were tense in pain, but this kid had more than forty other people's talents, and they were coming and going. How can you still sit like a normal person when you're going crazy?

Looking at Leon who turned back expressionlessly after replying to him...probably turned his head expressionlessly and sat upright on the chair without any reaction at all, the horned man couldn't help but fall into silence.

This kid... is a bit outrageous!

The same goes for the arrogant woman next to him. The talent shown by that woman in yellow is actually only slightly worse than that of "Angel" and "Death", so she said before that she is confident to poison everyone, help this kid If you take the first place, you are probably not bragging.

In this case...even if this kid can't be completely eliminated, he must do something to suppress his score as much as possible!

"Your Excellency Pisces!"

After sizing up the two Leon men fearfully, the horned man shouted towards the distant podium:

"I've finished answering the paper, can you move around a little?"

Um?

After hearing what the horned man said, Director Pisces raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and then said with interest:

"How do you want to move around? Let's talk about it."

"I want to sit closer to other people."

After glancing at Lyon, who was covered with bruises on his side, with his peripheral vision, the horned man twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, and then smiled maliciously:

"When my 'talents' are approaching others and putting more pressure on them, other people's 'talents' are also approaching me, adding extra pressure to me... Shouldn't it be considered a violation for me to do this?"

"It doesn't count."

Glancing at Leon, who was no longer human but still sitting relaxed in his seat next to him, Director Pisces' gray eyebrows couldn't help but tremble, and then he nodded slightly and said:

"Understanding the pressure brought by other people's 'talents' is part of this exam. You can get close to whoever you want. I have no objection to it, and you are even welcome to do so.

In addition, there is another thing I can reveal to you. The specific ranking of this assessment will be calculated according to the length of time you persist. Only when there is only the last person left, this assessment will be completely over... Okay , that’s all I have to say, you can do whatever you want. "