Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

"It seems that there are only three of us in this examination room, and we can barely fight." Fang Da said lazily.

"Yeah, facing Meng Shishu and the two of you, I really don't have any interest in fighting." Xie Feng curled his lips.

Luo Hai turned his head, glanced at the dark distance, and raised his eyebrows.

It's strange that Meng Chao didn't come in. Could it be that his judgment was wrong, and he was really insane?

Luo Hai didn't say any more, and rushed in with two competitors.

This was originally the largest No. 1 workshop of Liming Machinery Factory.

Now it has become a colony of tens of thousands of rats.

"Squeak!"

When there are enough of them, the Violent Devouring Rat will also explode with astonishing ferocity, and will charge at the three of them with its fangs and claws.

"Bang bang bang!"

The three of them fired unhurriedly, all in short bursts, and almost every bullet could blow the head of a Rat.

Cameras and infrared scanners immediately collect their hunting images, upload them through the tactical data link, and complete the calculation in an instant.

Twenty points, thirty points, fifty points, one hundred points.

The scores of the three skyrocketed.

The number representing the city's ranking is getting smaller and smaller, and getting higher and higher.

The rules of the undergraduate combat test do not allow candidates to compete for each other's prey, let alone fight among themselves, otherwise they will be expelled from the test room.

Moreover, there are enough Rats here, and with the amount of ammunition they carry, it is impossible to shoot them all.

Therefore, the atmosphere among the three elites is quite harmonious, they shoot and kill with ease, and even have the mood to joke.

"Hey, Luo Hai, tell me about that idiot in Hulin District, why did he choose dozens of expensive grenades, incendiary bombs, and the cheapest swords, but didn't even exchange half of the guns and a single bullet? You don’t have so little confidence in your marksmanship, do you?” Fang Da said with a smile.

"The marksmanship is not good, and he chooses to carry more grenades, but he has self-knowledge, but he still wastes a lot of points, buying first-aid kits and field rations? Haha, very interesting, is it because he is afraid of starvation or death? Your Hulin District is full of talents. .” Xie Feng also laughed.

Luo Hai gritted his teeth and shot fiercely without saying a word.

On the big screen in the monitoring center, the performance of the three elite candidates was fully observed by high school teachers, university admissions officers, military experts and industry leaders.

"Fang Da's marksmanship is very good, he is worthy of being the son of 'Hawkeye' Fang Rui."

An officer wearing a colonel's uniform said, "Every bullet he shot went through the eyeball of the Rat, and he fired a total of 327 shots, and none of them missed. Such a good seed, our military academy wants to kill him." deal!"

"Old Xing, no one is robbing you, so there's no point in putting on a desperate look."

Another university teacher who looked very handsome said with a smile, "We, Long Da, are more optimistic about Xie Feng. It is said that he has completed the practice of 'Raging Wave Pile' at the age of thirteen. During high school, he has been performing exercises in the city for three consecutive years. Ranked among the best in the competition, no matter which university he goes to, he can become a martial arts expert, but if he wants to step into the 'God Realm', he can only come to our Longda Martial Arts Department to learn the 'Super Killing Style' tactics!"

"Wait, what's the hurry?"

Another transcendent with sharp eyes like a knife smiled, "'Broken Soul Knife' Luo Wu is a master of swordsmanship, but his son was not pulled too far by Fang Da and Xie Feng just because of his marksmanship. When the son is finished shooting and wants to hunt with cold weapons, you can see who is the king of this examination room!"

These strong men looked at the immature but vigorous little guys in the examination room, showing admiration in their eyes.

However, hearing the bickering of the three little guys, they couldn't help being curious: "Who is Meng Chao they are talking about?"

Meng Chao was quite eye-catching in the mental test in Hulin District.

Just now he picked out a lot of grenades, incendiary bombs, medical kits and field rations in a unique way, which also attracted some attention to him.

Immediately, a strong person retrieved Meng Chao's test screen and projected it on the big screen along with the data.

The examiners and the experts were surprised to find that, five minutes into the exam, he didn't score a single point!

"Is this student... walking in the examination room?" Someone couldn't help asking.

Being able to enter the undergraduate combat test means that the candidates' speed, strength and marksmanship have all reached the first-class level in the Earth Era.

At this time, apart from Meng Chao, the worst candidates also shot and killed more than a dozen Rats.

Only he carried his hands on his back, strolled in the garden, squatted down from time to time to grab a handful of dirt or vines, sniffed them carefully, and did a lot of weird things, but he didn't start hunting.

Just when the examiner and the strong man were greatly surprised, he acted in a calm manner.

I saw him sifting through dozens of handfuls of soil, finally found a satisfactory place, swung his engineering shovel, flipped up and down, and quickly dug a big hole.

He tore open another pack of individual military rations, mixed the white sugar and chocolate inside with some high-energy nutrients in the first aid kit, kneaded them into a few small balls, and threw them into the pit.

After a while, attracted by the sweet smell, a large number of mutated earthworms, centipedes, and strange-shaped reptiles crawled out from the cracks in the wall of the mud pit.

Meng Chao used an engineer shovel to shovel out these colorful, slightly acidic and poisonous insects, and threw them on the ground to distinguish them carefully.

"What is he doing?"

The examiner and the experts looked at each other, Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

That's right, these Zergs can barely be counted as "monsters".

But killing these little bugs, there is no point at all!

Meng Chao didn't know that he had become the center of attention.

Even if you know, you don't care.

He picked out the zerg he needed, took out the lancet and suture needles in the first aid kit, and cut two out of two, decomposed dozens of zerg, and harvested some materials.

Then, he used the self-heating military ration heater and the containers in the first aid kit to make a simple extraction equipment.

The Zerg material was finely mashed, thrown in, added with glucose water, heated, stirred, and extracted.

Half a minute later, the originally turbid insect juice gradually released a crystal clear blue luster.

Meng Chaoping raised his arm to keep the worm juice away from his body as much as possible, and gently slapped the mouth of the extractor with his palm.

A slightly pungent smell entered the nostrils.

He nodded, that's what it smelled like.

After Meng Chao sealed the test tube, he took his time and started hunting.

At this time, most of the students had already hunted and killed dozens of rats.

Most of the elites from the three famous schools hunted and killed one to two hundred or more.

Meng Chao didn't bring a gun, so hunting with a saber was naturally inefficient.

Moreover, he seemed to have some preference for the Rats. A few times, several fat-headed Rats swaggered past, but he turned a blind eye and was too lazy to draw a knife.

Another ten minutes passed before he hunted down five fierce rats.

"This classmate... hunted and killed female rats?" An examiner hesitated in the monitoring room.

Male rats are larger, have shinier fur, and slightly sharper tusks.

But the converted component value is the same.

Moreover, female rats are small in size, so it is not easy to hit the vital points, but it is more difficult to kill.

This classmate has a feud with the mother mouse?

"Look, he's sitting down again!"

In the picture, Meng Chaoti slid the tails of the five female mice, found a dry open space again, sat down comfortably, and continued his great harvest.

The lancet fluttered up and down like a silver butterfly, and the suture needle seemed to have a wonderful magnetic attraction, directly picking out an extremely fine and fragile material deep in the female mouse's abdomen.

Meng Chao put the slightly reddish material into the worm juice, and injected a certain concentration of doxylamine and tedilan—these are common drugs in first aid kits. The former can increase blood pressure, and the latter can stimulate the heart.

This time, after only heating to about sixty degrees, he removed the heater.

Then, squeeze out all the sweet and greasy fried rice with gravy from the individual soldiers' rations and knead them into ten huge rice balls.

The translucent liquid mixed with monster material and insect juice was evenly injected into the rice ball.

Soon, the rice balls injected with insect juice released a strange blue luster.

"The one he just peeled off seems to be the reproductive gland of the mother mouse, and the worm juice has the effect of stimulating the nervous system."

At this time, a few college admissions officers finally saw a little way, "Adding doxylamine and tedilan, it becomes a kind of stimulant? Moreover, it is not for human use..."

Meng Chao took ten extra rice balls and found the sewage pipe in the corner of the machinery factory.

Decades of sewage and silt have accumulated, and the stench is disgusting.

Moreover, there are traps all over the ground, the seemingly black ground, if you step on it, it will be a catastrophe.

Neither ordinary candidates nor the elites of the three famous schools are willing to come here to hunt.

Moreover, within the scope of vision, there are not many fierce rats.

Occasionally, one or two ends were found, and before humans aimed at them, they fled back to the depths of the sewage pipe in lightning speed, and the bullets could not catch up.

Meng Chao grinned, and threw ten rice balls with ingredients around the sewage pipe.

His technique is very skillful, ensuring that each rice ball is several meters apart.

After finishing everything, he took two steps back and squatted down, took off all the grenades and incendiary bombs, and placed them in front of him.

From a distance, some examinees couldn't see him throwing the rice balls clearly, but saw him squatting in front of the sewage pipe with his hands on his chin, and couldn't help laughing to himself—what the hell is this guy doing? You're such a big person poking here, even if you can't see it with short-sightedness, can't you still not smell it?

Sitting on the sidelines and waiting for the rabbit is not such a law-abiding person. If you squat like this until dawn, there will not be a few gnawing rats coming out.

These candidates shook their heads, looked at the empty magazines in their hands, simply threw the firearms aside, drew out the cold weapons, and started the second stage of hunting.

In the monitoring room, the expressions of the admissions officers, military experts, and industry leaders were completely different from those of the candidates.

Because through the infrared detectors installed inside and outside the pipes, they suddenly discovered that a large wave of gnawing rats was madly rushing towards the sewage outlet.

It was as if Meng Chao was playing the invisible clarinet, using mysterious music to manipulate the mind of the Rat!