Thriller Trainee

The decayed decoration of the dilapidated mental hospital gradually disappeared, and Zong Jiu's body was turned into an endless white.

[Random task in progress]

A piece of white paper and a black pen slowly floated down from the sky, and landed in front of the white-haired youth accurately.

Zong Jiu took down the paper, unscrewed the pen cap, waved the pen like a dragon and snake, and wrote the names of Messiah and Sheng Yu on it.

Anyway, Sheng Yu is 100% sure that the Messiah is too perfect in disguise. Even if the evidence is conclusive, Zong Jiu dare not say enough.

No matter what, one of them is right anyway.

The system sound rang in the empty room.

[Please wait... the system is testing... the answer has been submitted]

[The post-match rating will start immediately, and the transmission will be carried out immediately after 30 seconds, the transmission location: studio hall]

After leaving Zong Jiu's fingers, the white paper floated slowly and spontaneously ignited out of thin air.

Zong Jiu rubbed his vaguely aching hands because he had just swung the hammer too hard, and fell into thought.

Not only did he get the S-level props, and the challenge of the dangerous situation did not fall, he also stood on the shoulders of the giant Zhuge An and figured out the ins and outs of the entire instance. Relying on these points alone, his evaluation in this dungeon would never be as low as possible, and it would not be impossible for him to even jump to the third level in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, Zong Jiu took the time to look in his arms.

The black iron box still exudes a bright golden light in his hand.

He opened the lid of the tin box and gently brushed the stack of cold golden playing cards placed inside.

[It has been detected that you are holding an S-level item in your hand. Will you store it in the system backpack? 】

Zong Jiu chose yes without hesitation.

It will be transmitted to the studio soon. If you don't put it away, everyone will see the golden S-class props in his hand.

This S-level prop can be regarded as easy to come by. The only one who saw him take the props was solved by Zong Jiuyi's hammer. Since no second person knows it, it's better to use it as a hole card, which happens to have an unexpected effect.

Just as he was thinking, the space began to shatter and reorganize like a jigsaw puzzle.

Red gold chandeliers hang down from the high dome, and the gilt gold hanging at the end reflects the flowing viscous color, reflecting on the deep red carpet, as if it is plated with a thick grand tone.

I don't know when, around the hall was erected a statue of angels and gods cast in white plaster. They closed their eyes, holding divine swords or olive branches, and looked solemn, circular surrounding the golden red hall in the center.

Zong Jiu appeared directly on the ladder to which the E grade belongs. When he appeared, the hall was already full of people, and many trainees were being sent back here one after another.

The number and time of each dungeon are different, but everyone can appear at the same time. It can be seen that the main system should obscure the flow of time, so that all trainees gather in the studio at this moment, regardless of the customs clearance time.

This method and power have long been beyond the scope of human control.

Zong Jiu remembered that Zhuge An had said that the main system would obscure part of the memory of the real world in the minds of survivors, and a deep thought appeared between his brows.

The reason why he is not affected is probably because he is a book wearer and did not follow the normal process, and became the fish that slipped through the net.

It's a pity that Zong Jiu read too little original text, so little that he didn't dig into the core of this huge infinite loop world. But now from his perspective as an outsider, he always feels that he smells a certain kind of conspiracy in this thrilling trainee competition.

Alas, it is really not a good thing to abandon the article halfway. Asking Zong Jiu to finish reading the original text, now he can tell what kind of wave will become.

About five minutes later, almost everyone was there.

Zong Jiu looked around and found that all the trainees in the hall were pale and frightened, and the number of trainees was almost half visible to the naked eye.

What happened to those who disappeared, the result is clear.

It seems that for this first copy of the solo show, the main system is determined to screen this large group of trainees.

The sharpest drop in the number of trainees is undoubtedly the lower-level trainees of F-grade, E-grade and D-grade. Not to mention the lower third level, even the upper third level has a sharp decrease in varying degrees, but the A-level of 200 people is said to have been discounted by more than a dozen.

The only one who has not decreased...

The white-haired young man raised his eyes and looked at the highest point in the entire hall.

Zong Jiu glanced from a distance, Zhuge An and Messiah were among them. Except for the mysterious no.1, which has not yet appeared, the nine thrones are all packed.

In fact, Zong Jiu is also a little curious about no.1 whose name is not even known in the legend.

But... the existence of people like Zhuge An who can be afraid of it will not be a good person if he thinks about it.

[All the trainees have been assembled, and the first round of post-match grading is about to begin]

[After each round of the competition, the lowest level of the current level will be eliminated. According to the rules of the game, the trainees who get the F level after this round of re-evaluation will be automatically put in the penalty copy]

[The punishment dungeon is launched in a single player mode. As long as the eliminated trainees can survive in the single-player punishment dungeon, they can get a chance to resurrect and return to the arena.]

As soon as the voice fell, the F-level trainees standing on the ladder below Zong Jiu all fell into a large-scale panic.

Experienced the massacre, and experienced a genuine horror copy. It's hard to save a life, but after you come out, you still have to re-evaluate the level?

"It's not fair. We don't have any special props like those old people. Why should we treat us this way?!"

"I don't want to stay here anymore, what kind of shabby place is this tm, I want to go home..."

"It's already difficult to survive, so why do you need to rate it again?"

No one wants to die, but the infinite loop puts the knife on everyone's head.

No one knows when the knife will fall.

For these sounds, the main system turned a deaf ear.

[The grade evaluation is carried out from the lowest grade. After one grade is finished, the evaluation of the trainees of the next grade will start. When all the grades are finished, all the trainees will move to the unified grade position.]

[Assessment is divided into two parts, the first part is systematic evaluation, and the second part is mentor evaluation. The final evaluation level of trainees will take the middle value of the two evaluations]

[The number of survival points will be distributed according to the level of the final evaluation. Trainees can use survival points to strengthen themselves and increase their survival rate]

[Panoramic camera is opening...]

In the dormitory of trainees, live broadcast is not turned on by default, and a large live broadcast room will be opened only in specific links of the program, such as the most exciting rating link.

At the moment when the main system's live broadcast room was opened, the endless loop of viewers swarmed in like a tide, and a large blockbuster rain came.

[Wuhu, I'm here! It's finally the second rating, I'm so nervous! 】

[My God, the people in the hall are really less visible to the naked eye, the newcomers are so miserable, some wax. jpg]

[This personal show is really extremely difficult. It's absolutely impossible. I watched him in the live broadcast room of Azan in black. Is he actually a bodhisattva? 】

[Black Azan, that live room is so peaceful? It seems that I haven't met the people of the temple. The curse squad and the night clan in the next site were torn apart. I remember that their copy seems to be all the newcomers dead.]

【what? The one upstairs is still called fierce? You guys didn’t watch the live broadcast room of Dazhu Zhuge and Shengzi, their dungeon actually encountered an incomprehensible supernatural being, and a dungeon even had ghosts with different identity cards... if I didn’t If I remember it wrong, it seems that only three people survived in this copy]

This speech was like a stone being thrown into the calm water, and one stone stirred up waves.

【? ? ? Did I hear it right, there is no solution? Mao Mao Doubt. jpg]

[Fogweed, Nani? ? Unsolvable supernatural existence? ? I rely on this to get S grade difficulty, how could it appear in the first game, what's the matter? 】

When the thriller trainee competition was in full swing, the endless looping crowd of melon-eating people outside was not idle.

Many big data analysts posted straight posts in the forum, and even revealed the system's settings for the difficulty of the first copy.

According to the analyst, the main system is likely to set the difficulty of the individual show dungeon based on the overall strength of the participating trainees. This can explain why the difficulty of a dungeon that does not even have an A-level is much easier than the difficulty of a dungeon that has S-level practice survival. The reason is that there are a total of ten S-level trainees, each of which is located Top strength. In order to prevent the dungeon from being too inexperienced, the system naturally increased the average difficulty of the entire dungeon.

By the way, that big analyst also spent the entire first floor analyzing the copy of the mental hospital.

The existence of two S-levels shows that this dungeon is definitely not simple, but even so, the unsolvable supernatural existence that appeared at the end is really a bit exaggerated, not to mention that there is still an S-level item in the dungeon. Therefore, the analyst cautiously gave a suspicion that there may be another unknown existence among the participants of that copy.

"You said...no one of the survivors found that live broadcast room, would it be—"

This speculation is a bit scary, but it is not untenable.

The enthusiastic followers rummaged through the list, but they couldn't find the No.1 live broadcast room. After the main system almost made it clear that no.1 had superior privileges that other levels could not imagine, everyone was wondering if it was the one who used the privilege of no.1 to directly shut down his live broadcast. No one knows.

For this speculation, everyone could not help but approve of it. Otherwise, no one can explain why S-level props and unsolvable supernatural beings appear in the first game of the game at the same time. It is not too much to say that it is a dimensionality reduction blow.

Just as the barrage and the forum were discussing vigorously, the studio hall finally entered the topic.

The gorgeous and grotesque chandeliers began to darken one by one.

The lights came on and the light fell from the high dome. The whole hall was plunged into deep darkness except for the bottom step.

[F-level trainee rating starts... System scores are being issued...]

Suddenly, the trainees with purple F grade badges hanging on their chests had grade letters of different colors on their heads.

SABCDEF is sorted according to the colors of red, orange, red, green, blue, and purple, and it is clear at a glance.

The people standing on this largest and lowest level, and also the most crowded ladder, are all newcomers without exception. All of them are trainees who neglected to exercise in the real world, and their overall strength is not high, so they took the lowest evaluation in the initial rating.

The expectation value given to them by the system is very low, so looking around, the main system scores of F-level trainees are also not high overall, almost half of them are still purple.

Many trainees who still took the F grade in the second evaluation squatted on the ground and broke down and cried, and the whole hall was enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere.

The mentor evaluation also follows.

Most trainees’ mentor evaluations are almost the same as system evaluations. The system gives F level, the instructor is generally F level, there is basically no system giving E level, the instructor gives F level, or the system gives F and the instructor gives E.

After the two evaluation letters hovered in the air for a few minutes, they slowly formed a new letter. At the same time, the badges on trainees have also changed.

The letters and colors of the badges of the trainees who are promoted are all changed, while the badges of the trainees who stay in the current F-level remain unchanged.

Almost one of dozens of F-level trainees was able to get promoted by chance. All of them were happy, and they were incompatible with the hysterical F-levels around them.

[The re-evaluation of F grade trainees is over, and the grade evaluation of E grade trainees will start soon]

It is difficult for low-level newcomers to break too much boundaries. Just like the F-level reassessment, the highest level of nearly 10,000 people was only D-level, and only a few.

Therefore, there is basically no suspense in the lower three levels of rating. Whether it is the audience watching in the live broadcast room, or the elderly in the upper three levels, they seem to be lacking in the initial assessment.

For them, these are just appetizers, and the real dinner can only start if they get a C grade.

While looking at it casually, someone suddenly asked suspiciously.

"Wait, that's... the red evaluation???"

red. Obviously, it is the most noble and top of the seven colors, and it is also the representative color of S-level.

Immediately an old man sneered: "What are you kidding me, I have just reached the evaluation of E-level trainees. They are all newcomers, let the main system S-level evaluation, are you afraid that you are sleepwalking?"

However, in the next second, he opened his eyes in disbelief.

Because in the sea of ​​purple and blue underneath, there is really a dazzling scarlet, which splits everyone's eyes and penetrates deeply.

A spark exploded from the barrage.

[Fuck, I read it right, an E-level rookie got the S-level evaluation of the main system]

【? ? ? What **** are you talking about, how could it be... Wait... Grass, I'm sorry, I'm talking bullshit! ! 】

[My God, an E-level got an S-level evaluation? The main system is not a bug, right? 】

[I made sure again and again, I quit the live broadcast room and re-entered, and zoomed in several times before I had to admit that... the main system really gave an S level]

......

[No, I’m the only one who noticed that this little E-grade brother looks strangely beautiful! 】

[Attention is to notice, it’s okay to look good, but it’s impossible to give him an S grade just because he looks good at the main system, what are you thinking upstairs]

The studio hall seemed to have been put on a rest. Everyone looked at the scarlet that was clustered between the blue and purple like stars arching over the moon, rubbing their eyes blankly.

"S-level evaluation? How is it possible?" Many people exclaimed.

What is the concept of an E-level newcomer who gets the S-level evaluation of the autonomous system?

Maybe they don’t know who the mentor is or the specific criteria for the mentor’s evaluation. But apart from the irregular element of the tutor, there is no doubt that the main system is absolutely the most fair and just, and there is no possibility of partiality.

Although the main system controls the life and death of everyone, it itself is more like a set program, cold and ruthless, and half-work in strict accordance with the rules and procedures like a machine. There is no entity, let alone the slightest human feelings.

Many survivors have speculated that the main system is likely to be a product of high-dimensional existence, and that is why it possesses the power that is almost a "god" in human consciousness.

It is precisely because of this that it is more dreadful to get an S-level evaluation.

Because it means that unless it is the E-level rookie who has almost got all the score points presented in advance by the main system.

Including challenges in dangerous situations, inferring theories, obtaining props, evaluating the strength of characters... and so on.

In other words, people who can get an S-level evaluation from the main system are sitting aloft now, how can they stand to the penultimate level? Not to mention, this is still a newcomer! !

The young man stood there casually, accepting thousands of unexplained glances indifferently.

Zong Jiu can easily stand out from the crowd and become the focus and spotlight of people's pursuit of the beauty and boundless appearance and the color of ordinary people's eyes.

Now, the red letter above his head is undoubtedly a fire for him again.

Since the preliminary selection of the game, the row of thrones under the dome has remained silent almost all the time.

And now, the silence is finally broken.

On the top floor of the entire studio, on the ten thrones that symbolize glory and status, no.5 suddenly turned his head.

"This newcomer is so fierce? Maybe he wants to be our colleague."

No.5 is a top exorcist, compared to other top survivors with different personalities, it can be regarded as an existence of both sides. He is very strong but has no fixed organization. He often forms a wild team, so he can talk with any organization.

no.6 sneered, "Colleagues? The number of upper three levels is fixed. If an S level is added, it means that one of us must be squeezed out. What do you want to imply?"

No matter who is squeezed down, it is a shame and shame for top survivors like them.

Even if you can't keep your S-class seat, the opponent is still a rookie, who can bear it?

The exorcist shrugged: "I don't mean that, but I think the potential of this newcomer is really scary."

The blond son also joined the conversation, "I didn't expect that he would be the third survivor."

"He and you are in the same venue?" no.6 asked.

Messiah nodded, still with a compassionate smile on his face, "He is a very funny child. But in the end an insoluble existence appeared in the copy, and we have separated. Now I am very pleased to see him alive. "

Among the ten people, the no.4 who has been watching the saint son's unpleasant snorted heavily, and fully expressed his scornful emotions with his own attitude.

They chatted one after another over there, and even the silent high-ranking S-rank silently looked at the white-haired young man.

Zhuge, who had been closing his eyes in contemplation, suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes pierced sharply.

Unexpectedly...that S-level item was actually obtained by him.

Because he was anxious to come back to determine one thing, although Zhuge An was the first to pass the customs, his overall degree of completion in this instance of the mental hospital was not as high as that of Zong Jiu.

Zhuge's dark gaze swept over the scarlet letter on the white-haired young man's head and squinted his eyes.

The S-level evaluation on the white-haired young man's head was like a catalyst, shaking the entire silent hall. Even the upper three, who had been cold and silent in front of the newcomer from the beginning, fell into a heated discussion because of him.

No one is watching him anymore. Everyone is watching him.

He is the focus of much attention.

"It seems that one of the top ten S-levels is about to translocate, and I don't know who it is..."

"Being pressed by a newcomer is really unwilling to talk about it. What did he do in the first instance, how could he get such a high system evaluation without any special props?"

"Who knows, the Son just said that the copy only survived three people, but this can be regarded as stepping on the top of our old man's head."

The A-level trainees are whispering, their expressions are not that good.

As we all know, it is impossible for newcomers to have special props. This kind of evaluation can be obtained without special props, and it is considered light to say that an evildoer.

"Don't be so full for the first time. Isn't this still evaluated by the instructor? If one is an A-level, the direct S may be too exaggerated."

Some people said unconvincingly, but the voice was drowned in many waves.

More than one person had an idea with him, but it was so helpless.

In the F-level assessment, the mentor evaluation is basically the same as the system evaluation.

As expected, the most demanding main system can be given an S-level high score, no matter how bad the instructor evaluation is, it will not be worse, no matter how bad it is, at least A.

It's just that who could have imagined that the penultimate level could even break out such a terrifying dark horse.

Zong Jiu stood in place with a relaxed posture.

He doesn't care what evaluation he can get, even if he jumps from E-level to S-level, he doesn't think it is such a thing to show off.

After all, he was once the proud son of Buping Qingyun. He is an internationally renowned magician who has already been entrusted with the gods. After breaking his hands, he also fell into the cloud and fell to the bottom of the valley, so decadent to spend his days with wine.

After experiencing so many hopeful but finally ushering in despair, it can be said that the Taishan collapse has not changed. The elk is thriving but not instantaneous, and has a stable mentality.

Level is not the ultimate goal of Zong Jiu. His purpose is very clear, which is to heal his hand, and then continue his vision of a great magician. The rating does not matter, of course, the higher the rating, the better, because the main system also said that the rating is directly linked to the number of survival points. There are many benefits and privileges, so don't let it go.

When everyone is discussing, the system prompt follows.

[F-level trainees are being assessed. The system review has been released, and the mentor evaluation will be released soon]

Suddenly, the whole hall became quiet again.

This time it was even more silent and deadly, so much so that many people were embarrassed with undisguised astonishment on their faces, and they looked at the white-haired young man in disbelief at another level that emerged from the head.

The young man frowned and raised his eyes lazily.

In the next second, he straightened the corners of his mouth, and his pale pink eyes were suddenly sharp.

Next to the bright red S-level, a more conspicuous purple level quietly emerged.

F.

In the grade evaluation of his last dungeon, the instructor unexpectedly gave the lowest F grade!