The ringtone is sharp and harsh and cannot be ignored.

Looking in the sound, the sound comes from a small hanging doll in the hand of a man with a beard.

The man's eyebrows and nose were slightly pointed and long. Compared to his little sexy beard, the inability to see his mouth was what made many candidates pay more attention to.

The man's name is Satz, he is a ruin hunter and the examiner of the first level of this year.

Pick.

Satz pressed Hang's head and stopped the harsh ringtone.

Then, he fell down from the metal pipe lightly, like a feather.

"Is it released?"

Luo looked at Sarz's landing process and made a basic judgment.

After landing, Satz went straight to the topic and said to all the candidates: "Let you wait for a long time until just now, the reception time of the hunter test subjects had ended."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the tunnel changed significantly, and almost every candidate showed a serious and solemn expression.

Satz looked around, raised his index finger, and said calmly: "Declare in advance that the hunter test is extremely harsh. Those who are unlucky or lack strength will be seriously injured or even die."

"Due to the fight between candidates, some people are eliminated early, and those who want to retreat should take the elevator when they come back. Those who are not afraid of death will follow me."

The statement was quite cautious, but did not make any candidate retreat.

What a joke, I finally found the location for the first level test, so how could I just retreat?

Most candidates hold the same idea.

Satz looked around everyone again, his eyes paused on a conspicuous bicycle in Rona, then withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Then, there are 498 participants in this test, and the test has officially begun."

After saying that, Satz turned around and walked into the tunnel in a standard posture of a soldier walking in a straight stance.

Seeing this, the candidates subconsciously followed.

Tatta...

The dense footsteps rang out in the tunnel.

"The test has begun."

Luo said to the fat man and Dongba, and then rode his bicycle to follow the team.

The little fat man closed the notebook and followed him, and so did Dongba.

A team of nearly 500 people walked slowly in the tunnel.

In a short while, the speed increased from walking to walking quickly.

The candidates realized this and their steps began to grow bigger.

"I haven't introduced myself to you yet. I am the examiner of the first test. Next, I will lead you to the venue for the second level test. Those who can follow me to the venue for the second level test will pass the first level test."

"But please remember that I will not disclose the location of the venue and the arrival time, so you can only follow me."

Sarz walked at the forefront of the team and explained the content of the first test.

As soon as he finished speaking, his walking speed increased again, from rapid walking to running.

Although the speed has increased significantly, the walking posture he adopted is still a standardized pedal.

His speedup directly caused the entire team to move at the same time. Every candidate ran away, with only two exceptions.

One is Ro, he rides a bicycle, the other is Killua, he skateboards.

But soon, because of Gon's existence, Killua put away the skateboard and ran honestly with the team.

Although Luo was riding a bicycle, he did not ride in front of the team, but fell at the end of the team and rode slowly.

Dongba is not in his old business this year, so there is no need to get into the freshman team. After saying hello to Luo, he ran to the front of the team and followed Sarz.

The attitude of the three good students was quite surprised by a group of old birds who knew Dongba.

The team moved forward, and the footsteps sounded from low to high, from slow to fast, and kept ringing in the tunnel that extended to unknown where it was.

Three hours passed, and the journey was almost sixty kilometers, with an average of twenty kilometers per hour.

The speed of ordinary people is about ten kilometers per hour, but the speed of the team reaches twenty kilometers per hour, and the marathon long-distance race schedule is usually around fifty kilometers.

Not to mention the long-distance running that exceeds the intensity of international marathons, the psychological burden of not knowing where the end is also accompanied by every candidate at all times.

However, more than four hours of boring and quietness have passed, and the distance has approached 80 kilometers, and no candidate has fallen behind. It can be seen that the candidates this year are of good quality and can persist for so long while running.

However, the journey to the second test venue is probably not halfway.

Luo rode his bicycle and landed leisurely at the end of the team, thinking that he would just go through the motions and get his license, but it was too slow and boring.

After a while, he suddenly saw the little fat man holding the laptop slowing down.

Snap.

Perhaps it was almost at its limit, the notebook sandwiched under the bend of his arms fell to the ground, and the fat man seemed to have not realized it, and his eyes continued to run with a distracted look.

His clothes were soaked in sweat, and his face and head were covered with moist areas, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

Then, Luo saw that the three Oiya brothers deliberately slowed down and said a few words to the fat man.

After they said that, they laughed a few times and then quickly followed up.

The little fat man was hit by the mocking words of the three brothers, like a camel crushed by the last straw, slowly stopped, kneeling on the ground with his knees, his expression almost collapsed.

Seeing this, Luo shook his head slightly. Even if Dongba was not doing anything bad, there would still be other old birds stumble. For example, now, the few words of the three Oiya brothers deliberately mocked the fat man, which made the fat man lose his last breath.

"Take, bring, come on, I..."

The little fat man looked up with difficulty and looked at Luo who was passing by.

Luo slowly stopped hearing this and looked back at the fat man lying on the ground.

"Look, for the sake of me, I, to help you check the information, bring me! I don't want to fail!"

The fat man said this intermittently, tears and sweat mixed together, and his hopeful eyes fell on the back seat of Luo's bicycle.

Luo was silent for a moment, pointed to the tunnel ahead, and said, "Continue to move forward, you will die."

After a slight rendering of the aura, what he said was like a morning bell in a temple, ringing on every inch of the little fat man's spirit.

The little fat man's expression suddenly became dull, and there were many voices colliding in his head. Gradually, his stern and expressionless parents were revealed in his mind.

Will you die?

The life that has always stood out in the first place, whether it is studying or exercising, is like a mirror covered with spider marks, suddenly shattered into thousands of pieces.

But is death more terrible than failure?

His spine seemed to be pulled away, his head hung heavily, and his whole body was about to be close to the ground, in a completely powerless posture.

In a life where failure is not allowed, is death really more terrifying than failure?

Luo Pingjing looked at the first fat man who was eliminated in the original work. After a while, he stepped on the pedal and rode his bicycle to continue moving forward.

After riding for more than ten meters, the little fat man's hoarse voice suddenly came, and even reached the entire team ahead.

"I don't want to get out!"

That shout seemed to have put all the last effort into it, full of extremely complicated emotions, and was more unwilling to give up.

Most of the candidates who were running were sneering in no way when they heard the little fat man’s shout.

"That guy still has the strength to shout." Omori laughed at his two younger brothers.

When Imori and Amorite heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

"The Hunter Test is not a house-playing house. He comes to participate without any mental preparation. He is lucky to fall here." The youngest Amorite sneered.

In front of the team, Sarz's expression was not turbulent, and he silently said in his heart: "The first eliminater."

Luo stopped again and looked back. The fat man who was lying on the ground had already stood up. His body was shaking, his legs kept shaking, but he struggled to support him.

The little fat man turned around the established ending of the original work.
Chapter completed!