Life Copy Game

The pollution resistance test was in a circular hall. Zhang Anxia took out a silver mithril box and placed it in the center of the hall. Then he opened the box, revealing a red and black iron block inside, and there was a sudden twist. The ravings reached everyone's ears.

This kind of gibbering has no logic, but it has an aura of madness and violence, destroying the will of everyone around it.

Zhang Anxia asked everyone to walk towards the box in the center of the hall to see where the limit of what they could bear was. The further inside they went, the greater the madness they felt.

Fengling went out and did not come back. Several other people struggled to take steps and walked towards the center of the hall step by step.

"ah!"

A scream suddenly came from the woman who was trying to disturb He Ao's mood. As soon as she took a step, her body twitched and her face gradually became fierce. Zhang Anxia immediately knocked her out. , and handed it over to staff wearing silver protective suits in the distance.

Except for He Ao, everyone looked a little surprised.

Because the ability of this conciliator is obviously related to the spirit, she should be the one with the strongest mental power among the people present to participate in the test, except He Ao. She was infected by the crazy aura so quickly, which made everyone's hearts suddenly lift. stand up.

"The resistance to pollution does not mean that the stronger your spirit, the better. People with sharper spirits have a stronger sense of madness, and are more likely to fall into madness. When facing this kind of crazy infection, improve Willpower is the only way.”

Zhang Anxia glanced at everyone and explained softly.

Then he motioned for everyone to continue walking.

Several people's eyes were focused on He Ao, wanting to see He Ao's movements, but He Ao seemed to have no desire to move forward. They waited for a while and found that He Ao made no movement, so they had to retract their gazes and continue walking forward.

He Ao did not want to end this round of testing so quickly. For these pampered specially appointed researchers, exposure to pollution may be a difficult thing in real life.

The energy brought by the morning light today is much greater than in the past.

The world is gradually changing, so He Ao doesn't mind spending a few more minutes to let these people see the real world.

After about five minutes, everyone stopped. The man in armor who walked farthest was the man in armor. He stopped almost halfway and covered his head in pain.

Some people tried to endure the pressure and move forward, but they were quickly eroded by twisted madness, and were restrained by Zhang Anxia and taken to the back.

Seeing everyone reaching their limit, He Ao took the first step.

Then, three steps, four steps.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he walked to the center of the hall, picked up the silver box containing the red and black iron blocks, closed it, and then put it into his bag.

"What are you doing, brat?!!"

Zhang Anxia suddenly became anxious, stretched out her hand and snatched the box back, "I only have a few things, and you took them for me, what should I do?"

"Oh, it's yours."

He Ao shrugged, "I thought it was a prize left here by the institute."

This guy is so thick-skinned...

Zhang Anxia patted the dust on the box, took two steps back and carefully put the box away.

There was no suspense in the selection this time. All three rounds of competition ended with He Ao winning with full marks.

Zhang Anxia announced the final result, and other specially appointed researchers already knew the answer. Many people in the next two games did not have the intention of winning, but came purely to experience it.

After everyone had left, Zhang Anxia took He Ao outside the venue.

"The opening time of the ruins is two or three in the morning the day after tomorrow. Most areas will select people to go to the ruins today and tomorrow. At seven o'clock the day after tomorrow, you come to the institute and we will have a special plane to take you to the ruins to open it. Passage, you will be given weapons and equipment and detection instruments there, and you will be taught how to use them."

Having said this, he paused, "You can have a good rest tomorrow and do whatever you want to do. Although I believe in your ability, I still have to tell you that the ruins are very dangerous."

"What's in the ruins?"

He Ao glanced at Zhang Anxia and asked softly.

"You can imagine it as a world many years after the destruction of mankind," Zhang Anxia seemed to be caught in some kind of memory,

"The ruins of the city are everywhere. The branches of towering trees pass through the buildings, and their roots are spread all over the city. Rusty intelligent robots wander aimlessly on the streets. Ferocious supernatural beasts and grotesque supernatural plants are hidden in the ruins. Between the ruins.

It was a silent world. Until now, we have not understood the abilities of many extraordinary animals and plants. Some of their abilities are even beyond the understanding of ordinary people. So once you enter, you will face a weird, terrifying and dangerous environment. Be mentally prepared. "

He patted He Ao on the shoulder, "If you want to give up, tell me before six o'clock tonight."

"Old Zhang, do you think I am someone who will give up?" He Ao smiled and asked, "By the way, after I join as a researcher, who can see my information?"

"No one can see it," Zhang Anxia shook his head, "Unless you reveal your identity or do something heinous, not even the director of the institute can use your identity information without your consent. From today on, mercenaries He is a mercenary, He Ao is He Ao, I will send you your intranet account and password later."

"It's a bit like an agent, one-on-one."

He Ao smiled. If the institute really kept information like this, then only Zhang Anxia and Ni Yu would know He Ao's identity.

Lao Zhang's character is trustworthy. If Lao Zhang asked Ni Yu to follow him, then at least for now, Ni Yu should be trustworthy.

The identity of this 'mercenary' actually gives him a little room for maneuver.

"After all, many extraordinary people don't want to reveal their identities. Many people's abilities are not particularly useful. They still want to live an ordinary life. Once the information is particularly easy to call, the secret is no longer a secret."

Zhang Anxia smiled.

While talking, the two came to the entrance of the venue.

The young man in the training uniform was still kneeling at the door, and Fengling was squatting next to him playing games.

"Fighter, what are you...?"

Zhang Anxia looked at the young man strangely.

"It's okay, he has epilepsy. Brother Zhang, you don't have to worry about him," Fengling said without raising his head while playing a game, "I will take him away when he gets better."

Zhang Anxia glanced at He Ao and smiled, "That's okay."

He saw the scene where the young man in the training uniform knelt in front of He Ao on the ring. Although he didn't know what He Ao was going to do, he didn't intend to care. As long as He Ao abides by the law, He Ao can do anything. Not within the scope of his duties.

What's more, he still believes in He Ao's character.

"Lao Zhang," He Ao walked directly past the young man in the training uniform and asked softly, "Is the firearms experience center over there open? I want to try out firearms."

After he obtained basic firearms proficiency, the knowledge he gained was all about the firearms in the dungeon world, and the firearms in the main world needed to be adapted to. He just saw many firearms on display in the firearms experience hall on the way, and he was going to take advantage of this opportunity. , let him get familiar with the firearms in the main world.

"They're all open," Zhang Anxia nodded, "In that case, I'll go back and clean up first."

"good."

He Ao said goodbye to Zhang Anxia and walked to the venue where he had seen many firearms before.

After He Ao left, Fengling glanced at the young man in the training uniform and said while playing the game, "Look at them, they don't even look at you. Is there a movie theater in your head? There are a lot of things in your head that don't exist in reality. Let’s go back, let’s go back now, and we can still catch up with lunch.”

The young man in the training uniform looked at He Ao's back, his eyes flickered, and finally he knelt there motionless.

"Oh, it's hopeless."

Fengling slapped his forehead.

——

He Ao walked on the road and picked up his phone and looked at the time. It was 11:50 and there were two unread messages.

Liu Nan: [I passed. ]

Liu Nan: [See you at the ruins (Victory)]

He Ao smiled and replied, [Okay].

Another message was immediately sent over there, [Have you passed? ]

[pass]

He Ao was typing while walking.

Liu Nan: [emoticon: OK]

Liu Nan: [Wait a moment]

Then there was no sound over there.

About five minutes later, Liu Nan called and He Ao answered the phone.

"He Ao, my dad is willing to exchange that shabby villa that cannot be sold for a small hotel in the pedestrian street in the city center. Together with the property rights of the shop and the hotel, the market price is about 20 million. Because the property rights are self-owned, the annual profit is about 300 to 300. 5 million, property rights for forty years, do you think that’s okay?”

Liu Nan's slightly excited voice came from the other end of the phone.

Compared to that villa, He Ao really liked this kind of thing that brought in real money every year. He said softly, "Thank you."

"You seem to be ungrateful. I haven't thanked you for saving me so many times." Liu Nan smiled softly. "Are you free tomorrow? You may need to do the transfer in person."

"I'm free tomorrow."

He Ao responded, and now he had reached the door of the firearms venue.

——

The sun was pushed down from the sky as the hour hand turned, and billowing clouds enveloped the sky.

Ho Ao was assembling a new automatic rifle he saw at the venue.

The rain came pouring down.

By the time He Ao walked out of the venue, the sky had darkened into night, but the rain had not stopped.

He Ao bought an umbrella from the small supermarket in the venue and walked slowly along the pouring rain, gradually arriving at the venue where the pollution resistance had just been tested.

The young man in training uniform was still kneeling in front of the door, his cheeks soaked by the falling rain.

He Ao watched the young man quietly, watching the rain falling down his cheek.

Feng Ling stood beside him, holding an umbrella and wanted to hold it for him, but he gently pushed her away.

The falling raindrops stopped at this moment. The young man raised his head and saw a dark umbrella covering him from the rain. Under the umbrella, a man with a paper bag was watching him quietly.

"gentlemen···"

He opened his mouth, and a faint sound came out of his mouth.

"Do a set of punches and let me see."

He Ao looked at him calmly.