In the clock tower, Vernon was waiting for the second round of tests. His squad successfully completed the first test, so he was retained, but one of the three-person teams left.

Fina was taken back to the mage tower by Brez because she wanted to stabilize the magic circle pattern and prepare for the next promotion. That's right, Brez had participated in various events and Fina's efforts in the past or two years, and successfully saved up a very small mage tower again due to participating in various events and Fina's efforts.

Although the mage tower is small, it has all the internal organs. After all, it is a morning star mage, and the superposition of space utilization and magic has reached the extreme.

The one who succeeded Fina as the Test Squad was also a newcomer who had just joined the Wetrosaurus for a short time. The famous newcomer on Earth, Captain America, Rogers.

"When will the second test be started? Last time I said it was three days later, and this time it was three days later. I don't know when it will continue like this!" Vernon complained constantly.

The test assistant rolled his eyes, "I want to be quick, but I can't find a suitable world. Could it be that I will throw you randomly? You are not afraid of death, but I am still afraid of you being dead."

"Then hurry up, we are all in combat readiness, and the energy problem must be solved quickly!" Vernon urged and looked at various data, and then he found that he could not understand anything.

These things are so professional that they cannot be participated by someone who knows a little bit of fur.

The tester turned his head in a panic, and he didn't want to solve the energy problem? Can the problem be solved?

At this time, a colleague hurried over and said, "Look at the documents I sent you and evaluate whether the world is suitable."

"A new world? Have you discovered other ways to detect the world?" the tester asked back.

"No, it was sent from the Heavenly Court. Didn't the whole universe announce that it has entered a state of war with Thanos?" The colleague explained while adjusting the document. "When the announcement was made, a multi-world portal was used as a signal output device. Some signals may have been transmitted to other worlds, and then the Heavenly Court received a letter of help from other worlds."

The tester listened and adjusted the file and opened it.

First of all, it is a video, a handheld video with very low resolution and blurry resolution. The shooting tool may be some kind of mobile device.

"Dear Multi-human Alliance Civilization, I want to tell you one thing, our world is going to be destroyed!"

The photographer was a yellow man, and he looked very similar to those in the Chinese region. He saw that the man pointed his camera out the window.

It was a mess, with no one on the street, only dust blowing from the cold wind and abandoned vehicles. Occasionally, traces of explosives after the explosion can be seen.

After a while, the tester paused the video and then checked the evaluation given by the system. "It is tentatively a civilization in the industrial era. There are no devices or traces seen in various buildings that may react with magic elements or with fairy magic. It is tentatively a pure technological civilization."

The video continued, and a few seconds later, Vernon pressed the pause again, "Look at this person! There is a problem!"

"I can see that this is the referee of the footbath chicken, and even the referee of the footbath chicken can see something is wrong." The tester rolled his eyes and quickly enlarged the place Vernon pointed to, and the system automatically filled in the missing pixels.

The body of the character in the picture is distorted, his eyes are all white, and when the lens is placed to the maximum, there is no sign of pupils. They are all white conjunctiva, and at the same time, there is blood that has already condensed on the mouth and forehead of the portrait.

"Is this sucking some kind of psychedelic substance? The [crocodile] on the hairy bear has a bit of this. You see, his body is clearly moving, but it has rotten. This is the same as many people who suck overdoses of crocodiles." Vernon said.

"No, I think he is dead." The colleague said after thinking for two seconds.

"Are you sure? The system determines that it is a purely technological civilization, and dead people can still move, and that level of civilization cannot be primitive in the industrial age." Vernon retorted.

My colleague looked up at him, hugged his chest and spoke coldly, "I graduated from the Necrotic Academy. I was an outstanding graduate of that year. How dare you ask where you graduated? What profession?"

Vernon was choked all of a sudden. The druid was indeed related to life, but to increase the degree, few people can compare with the undead.

"Okay, stop making trouble, go there." The colleague pushed Vernon away.

The video continued again. After scanning the person who was wrong, the video shooter immediately retracted back into the room, then hid in the corner, lowered his voice.

"My name is Nie Ying, I graduated from NC University, is a 211 school, and used to be a sports student..."

The people in the video began to introduce themselves inexplicably, but none of the three people present cared about it. When they were nervous, it was normal to speak incoherently. He probably had memorized this kind of self-introduction for a long time, and it was normal to say the meaning of the following.

Fortunately, more than ten seconds later, Nie Ying finally got to the point. He took a deep breath, "The matter started with an accident. At first, we all didn't care. We just thought it was an epidemic virus until the infected person died quickly, and the dead people crawled up from hell again!"

"From that moment, everything was different. The country and the government finally stabilized the situation. A bunch of people emerged from somewhere, sprinkling the raw liquid of the virus in major cities, completely destroying the barely stable situation."

"We call people who come back from hell zombies. Most of them have no sense of smell and weak vision, but have extremely developed hearing and have strong perceptions of living people. Moreover, as long as normal people are bitten, even a small wound, they will die quickly, and then the corpse will get up again and join them."

"I don't know what powerful civilization you are, but I beg you to save this world. There are still many lives passing by in this world. Don't you say that you can't stand the unscrupulous trampling of life? Those who deliberately emit viruses are trampling on this world. Please!"

The short video ended here, and the testers began to operate quickly, combining all the points that can be judged, and with the help of the system, judging the situation of that world.

"There are countries, governments, and oppositions. It is very likely that the planet has not yet been unified. The fabrics and artificial creatures in the video are consistent with the systematically judged industrial civilization. There are graded education schools and the height of the photographer..."

When the testers were busy, Vernon was not idle either and turned around and left. He wanted to strengthen his biological studies. If he wanted to go this time, those zombies might be one of the main enemies.

Also, this time we may ask the various academies of each clock tower, the plague acne department of the Heavenly Court and the biological laboratories on the earth to see if we can produce an urgent, temporary, and universal disinfectant.

It is best to be the one that can use externally to kill viruses and internally to ensure life.
Chapter completed!