Chapter 20: Dormitory for trainees (1/2)
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.