She has hundreds of thousands of supernatural powers, but she always says she is weak.

Zuo Xiuyan opened his "eyes" as the time was broadcast.

The night falls and the moon is like a hook.

I am in a ruin.

Zuo Xiuyan looked around carefully.

In front of me is an unfinished building. Only the bottom few floors have some walls, and only the concrete frame can be seen above.

All kinds of steel bars, bricks, and cement bags were scattered around, some with holes, some cracked, some crookedly stacked, as chaotic as a garbage dump.

The cold wind blew, carrying with it various plastic strips, making tiny friction sounds, crackling, crackling.

What kind of monster could it be?

Zuo Xiuyan's body was tense, which was a sign of his vigilance against unknown danger.

If I could face the monsters directly, it would be easier for me to formulate a strategy for the game.

But now the monster is in the dark and she is in the light, and she can't do anything.

"We must not wait for the monsters to appear. We must take the initiative of the situation into our own hands." Zuo Xiuyan made up his mind.

She turned on her emotional perception, took out her dagger, controlled her steps to be light, and slowly approached the building.

When I got closer, I saw in the moonlight that the walls had been splashed with white and red paint. The paint flowed down the walls in a random pattern. Over the years, the white paint had faded, leaving only the dark red, as dark as blood, that had seeped into the walls.

There were large black stains in the corners of the wall, and a faint stench was spreading.

The building didn't have a front door yet, only a reserved square area. The moonlight penetrated through, illuminating only the space at the edge. The further in, the less clear the outline of the pillars became, as black as ink.

Without seeing any spiritual monsters or noticing any unusual movements for the time being, Zuo Xiuyan walked into the building.

Da da da.

Even the lightest footsteps sound especially clear in this quiet and empty place.

She had already walked to the center, but still no response.

She quickly finished searching the first floor, and with the light coming through the window, she went up the stairs to the second floor.

At this moment, everything she saw began to fade, and then gradually became misty, like a foggy lens.

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But there was nothing in the open space before him.

She immediately stopped her emotional perception, and her vision became clear again.

really.

Zuo Xiuyan clenched the dagger.

The monster has arrived.

only--

I can't see it myself.

……

People in the waiting area are staring at the screen, watching the people they are interested in.

All candidates face the same scenes and monsters, but each is in his or her own "little world".

The images inside are all presented from the first-person perspective. What you see is the environment that the candidate sees, and what you hear is the movement that the candidate hears.

However, no sound is played in the hall. If anyone wants to listen to any sound, they can pick up the headphones hanging next to the chair and select the number they want to listen to.

This way the audience will not interfere with each other.

At this time, two candidates were exploring the periphery and had not entered the building.

Suddenly, their picture shook, as if their body trembled and fell to the ground, and their vision remained on the ground.

Their window flashed red and then went black.

At this moment, all the windows on the big screen stopped, and the picture became a whole, playing the replays of their two deaths in turn.

The people in the hall were all confused: "Hey? What's going on? What happened?"

"Oh my god? He died so fast?" someone exclaimed.

"He died without doing anything? The monsters haven't appeared yet."

"Are you so hardcore right from the start?"

"What kind of thing is this?" Someone speculated, "Could it be that the monster is hiding in the building and attacking them from a distance?"

"There don't seem to be any wounds. Maybe it was a direct mental attack?"

But now there are too few clues and the information obtained is limited, so people have not yet figured out anything.

"It's impossible to infer now. Let's see what happens to the others first."

The death replay was finished, and the window returned to 6 x 5. However, there were two vacancies.

I saw that the window picture of No. 27 had changed significantly.

He was carefully exploring near the entrance of the building.

Squeak...squeak...

A harsh friction sound came from behind.

No. 27 turned around suddenly and saw that the steel bars in the open space outside were twisting and bending, and then began to be squeezed continuously, turning into a whole strange shape.

Then it gradually stood up, like a skeleton made of a pile of rags stuck together, and staggered towards him.

"Matter aggregation monster?"

There was joy on his face.

This type of monster is the simplest.

They are just deformations and condensations of various substances.

The most they can do is physical attacks, and their attack methods are very simple and very easy to dodge. Moreover, if you have strong force, you can crush them directly.

It is the so-called monster that only needs to use hands and not brains.

It is also the most popular among candidates.

He couldn't help but feel lucky that today's test was easy.

Isn't it just a pile of broken steel bars?

He immediately rushed towards the monster with a long knife and chopped it down.

"Bang!"

A dull crashing sound was heard, but the skeleton man did not have any scars or damage.

Those parts that look like they will fall off at any time are actually unbreakable.

No. 27's expression suddenly changed: "How come the attack is ineffective?"

Even if this kind of monster cannot be killed in one go, it can certainly be repelled.

"That means I guessed wrong."

He immediately distanced himself, waved his right hand, and a fireball appeared out of thin air and hit the monster.

"Hiss..." The fireball hit the steel monster's face. After making a very faint wind sound, the fireball disappeared.

The skeleton man was still walking slowly.

No. 27 was sweating profusely: "Neither supernatural powers nor physical attacks work?"

"impossible."

The level of the monsters in the test questions will never be higher than the first level, which means that they should be evenly matched with the test takers.

But I can't cause any harm. Isn't that incredible?

He immediately ran away.

Keep your distance first, observe, and then think about how to deal with it.

Hiding behind a pile of cement bags as cover, he poked his head out to look again.

Suddenly my hair stood on end.

Missed.

The monster is gone?

I had only run a few steps, so that slow-moving thing couldn't be faster than me.

He looked around in panic.

"Squeak..."

A shrill sound came from behind him. He wanted to turn around, but he couldn't move.

He watched helplessly as a strange hand made of steel stretched out from both sides of his head and covered his eyes.

The sharp steel bar came into close contact with him and pierced into his body.

"Ah..." a scream rang out.

The screen flashes red, goes black, and replays the death.

“Damn, that looks so painful…” People in the hall couldn’t help but gasp.

“When did that thing appear?”

"No. 27 just turned his head and didn't see anything, but the next second he was behind her."

"There's no pattern to how this monster disappears. How come it suddenly disappeared?"