Chapter 1120 (1/2)
It looks like a leg hair.
The question is, why is there a leg hair in the space of the tower of justice?
Lin Beichen's eyes turned, and his super high IQ began to work.
Obviously, it doesn't appear for nothing.
It must be a way to assess the degree of fit.
He can't help but think of a saying he saw on the Internet in his previous life: an interviewee was brushed down at the end of the interview because he didn't see a roll of waste paper deliberately placed by the garbage can at the end of the interview.
This leg hair must be equivalent to that piece of waste paper.
So, the reason why so many people didn't fit well before was that they didn't find this leg hair, so they were angrily kicked out by the tower of justice.
It must be.
Wahaha, boring little means.
You can cheat others, but you can't cheat a genius like me.
Wit is like me.
But how to use this leg hair?
Thinking of this in the heart, Lin Beichen stretched out his hand and absorbed the leg hair directly.
Why?
It's just ordinary hair.
It seems to have lost its activity.
For what?
Lin Beichen carefully observed.
At this time, as like as two peas of the immortal helmet, the flow of the last lines of the emit of the same breath has been more intense than the glove of the wild gods.
”Is this helmet made by the same craftsman as the desert God glove?”
”Are immortal kings and immortals good friends?”
Lin Beichen thinks so in the heart, put helmet directly on the head.
Er
It's a little big.
Why?
Smaller?
The immortal helmet, which was obviously much bigger, actually felt Lin Beichen's idea. It soon shrank slightly, and finally became just adapted to the size of his head, as if it was made for him.
Lin Beichen shook his head.
It's very comfortable.
It doesn't pinch your ears at all.
It's not heavy.
It's very safe to wear such a helmet.
”Why hasn't the fit assessment started yet?”
He felt strange in his heart.
Remember other people's assessment, is the end of three or four interest time.
I've been waiting for the exam for a long time.
Just thinking about this, suddenly the endless void around us vibrated slightly.
A strange repulsive force came from all directions.
”No, I'm going to be kicked out...”
”It's over. It's like a sign that the fit is too low.”
”It seems that you have come to accept
I think I'm mentally handicapped. ”
”What is that hair for?”
A stream of ideas came.
The next moment, the scene changes.
The void around him disappeared, and Lin Beichen saw a flower in front of him.
When I look again, I have come to Zhetian hall.
The hall is quiet.
It's like a graveyard in the middle of the night.
And all the people around are staring at Lin Beichen.
Their facial muscles are as stiff as a zombie that just crawled out of the coffin.
Even Ming Ruo, the great God sitting high on the throne of God, looks like a ghost in the daytime and looks at Lin Beichen with astonishment.
”You...”
Pan Duoqing's throat stirred, and his hand trembled, as if it were the precursor of the outbreak of Capricorn fever.
Lin Beichen felt strange on the spot.
The first thing he did was to look at the tower of fairness and determine the final scale.
Then, he was stunned.
Dark red metal tower body, at this time, the scale from 0 to 100, all flashing brilliant light.
100% fit?