Me! Cleaner!

Chapter 597 The final competition

yes! Wouldn't it be enough to drill through the table?

After receiving the reminder from Director Pisces, all the cleaners who made reference suddenly realized.

These perverts with "talent", no matter how violent the movements were, they only collided with each other above the table, and never invaded below the table, and the position below their chests did not suffer any damage. Any attack.

Really...if you could do this, why didn't you tell me earlier?

He glanced at Director Pisces who had his eyes closed with complaint. More than two-thirds of the cleaners couldn't bear the exam environment around them, so they impatiently got under the table to escape the increasingly fierce pressure from above. The dragon and the tiger are fighting each other, their faces full of joy of surviving the disaster.

However, after getting under the table, since the "tree" behind Director Pisces could not be seen, the drawings on the examination paper were naturally unable to be drawn. No matter how gorgeous their "tree" was, the results were completely fixed. current extent.

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OK, the first batch of zero waste has been screened out.

The black and white eyes circled around the dream bubble, and after taking note of all the cleaners who chose to drill the table, Director Pisces, who was sitting cross-legged on the podium, picked up his pen and drew zero eggs one after another on the animal skin notebook. .

The upper limit of a cleaner's ability is his own talent, while the lower limit of his ability 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 in this safe environment where not only you won't die, but you won't even get seriously injured, then no matter how good your talent is, you probably won't have a chance to fulfill it.

You must know that there are countless enemies in the Cleanup Bureau, and the abilities of various abnormal objects are even more diverse. No one can guarantee that he will not fall over in his life. Even if he is as strong as the Twelve Directors, he will inevitably encounter several desperate situations where death seems inevitable.

If you don't even think about fighting when you have been told that it is absolutely safe, how can you have the courage to live towards death when one day you hit the dead end? Such a person will never achieve anything. Even if he is really lucky, he will die sooner or later.

Hmm... forget it, let's give 1 point to the one who drilled the table. Giving 0 points is a bit too absolute.

Looking at the **** on the table, those cleaners who had not completely given up, but occasionally stuck out their heads to take a look, and then continued to draw on the chair, Director Pisces hesitated for a moment, and then started to make changes. Score once.

The person who can't get up from the table is still a loser. This kind of useless thing has nothing to look forward to, but the other cleaners who are still probing their heads are barely worth 1 point for attitude.

Although they lack the courage to live towards death, and have been told that they will not die and can still hone their talents, they still dare not fight, but as long as they do not give up directly, they can still be saved. , if you experience two more life-and-death crises, it is possible to develop your courage.

But those are things for the future. The remaining one-third sitting on the chairs, screaming and gritting their teeth and insisting on painting, are the future pillars of the bureau. No matter how long they can persist, 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 amidst their pitiful cries and howls, Director Pisces withdrew his eyes and began to wait for the remaining people to show off their talents.

Under the heavy pressure of the "talents" of the forerunners, the remaining more than a hundred cleaners could no longer tolerate any extra thoughts in their minds, and they were all writing desperately, almost burning themselves up. All done.

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

Rusty chains, a holeless mask, a fox head with blue fireworks in its eyes;

Slit dolls, a withered maze, a music box with two skeletons dancing in each other's arms;

All kinds of strange images, suppressed by the gloomy gray fog and flying feathers in the sky, emerged from the examination paper with great difficulty, protecting the exhausted cleaners beside them, like unlucky people who fell into the manhole one by one. Like eggs, it carried them drifting in the turbid yellow current.

In addition to these cleaners who lacked talents and could barely hold on without being swallowed up, there were almost two dozen elites who showed talents that were far inferior to Feiyu and Gray Mist, but almost as different as Zhuoliu. On the left side of Lyon The horned man is one of them.

"Haha, I underestimated you."

Holding the neck of the centipede ant he had drawn, and looking at Lyon next to him who was cut all over by the gray mist and burned black by the flying feathers, almost without a human shape, the horned man couldn't help but sneered. He sneered covertly: "I didn't expect that although you are not very talented, you are still very tolerant!"

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Do you think it's possible that I can't bear it, but that I don't feel the pain at all?

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

Since you have a thorough understanding of the operating rules of "Between Talents", your resistance to this abnormal object has greatly increased, and you have been able to shield yourself from extremely deep influences]

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 could not help but fall into silence.

This guy...is a bit outrageous!

Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!

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 'talent' is approaching others and putting more pressure on them, other people's 'talent' is 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 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. You are even welcome to do so.

In addition, there is one more 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. "

(End of chapter)