Deep in the Living

Chapter 129 Qualifications
The two walked down the stairs to the bottom floor.

There is a long queue at the so-called "registration channel" in front of us, and at least more than twenty humans are queuing up to apply, hoping to become a "fighter".

Roddy thought he also needed to queue up, but the squad leader pulled him by the arm and led him to another empty entrance.

A security guard with a Mercury tattoo on his neck and wearing a white mask quickly identified the monitor as a member.

According to the rules here, members are eligible to recommend "fighters" without queuing up, but relevant reviews still need to be carried out.

"Please sign your name here first to confirm that you are willing to abide by the rules set by the Fighting Hall. Even if you lose your life, it is your own choice.

A series of basic examinations will be carried out later, including basic scans of the pituitary structure and systemic physical screening.

It is important to remind you that the [Fighting Hall] pursues the most primitive physical combat, and individuals need to retain the integrity of their bodies. Whether they are humans or pseudo-humans participating in the competition, the proportion of flesh and blood must be above 95%. "

The security guard would occasionally glance at the mask on Rody's face. Fear could be clearly seen in his eyes. He seemed to not believe that the person under the mask was a human.

Rody signed his name quickly.

Of course it was not his own name, but a code name - [D].

The human rest area is equipped with full-body examination equipment comparable to that in a hospital, which shows that the requirements for the players here are quite high to ensure the excitement of the competition.

Rody remained in a normal state during the examination. As long as he did not activate the hell attribute and did not think about the symbol, his left arm and spine would be the same as those of a normal person. There would be no increase in temperature and no metal foreign objects would appear.

Check passed,

Next up is the final item: “Qualification Assessment”.

He had to wait until the previous person finished the appraisal before Rody could enter, so he could only sit in the rest area and wait.

The squad leader also came here and squeezed in to sit next to him.

"I remind you again,
This game requires you to create a completely new character, one that has nothing to do with Rody.

Neither the Hell attribute nor the zombie knife is needed. Of course, according to the rules of the fighting hall, humans are at a disadvantage, so they will provide you with a killing prop.

Once you have established a new disguise persona in the Fighting Hall, you can use this identity to go to the sisterhood with me later.

This process will certainly feed your spine to a great extent.”

"Ah."

As soon as Luo Di arrived at the Fighting Hall and saw the first match, he knew he had come to the right place. "Besides the Fighting Hall, there should be other similar places in the underground Eden where humans and pseudo-humans interact and kill each other, right? After all, the only pseudo-humans that can be used here are flesh and blood."

“There are indeed other entertainment venues, even very exciting death haunted houses, where all types of fake people are used.

But no matter what tricks are used, the most popular one is always the fighting hall.

What people like most and what they desire most is this kind of one-on-one, raw fight of flesh against flesh. This is something engraved in human genes and is the life memory of our ancestors. "

"Ah."

"I hope I can arrange a good game for you today. I will also bet heavily on you. When I make money, I will take you to a very exciting place to spend some money."

Rody glanced at the squad leader beside him, then looked away.

"Don't look at me like that. You know that my previous 'good girl' image was partly a disguise. Besides, I am Isabella now, and all my behavior and habits must follow hers."

Rody put his hands on his mask and changed the subject, "Does the so-called 'boyfriend' or 'partner' have any other meaning in the sisterhood?"

The squad leader placed his hands on the edge of the seat, leaned back as far as possible, and took a deep breath.

"Sororities allow core members to find a long-term partner and are very supportive of this.

In my grandmother's view, balance is particularly important for the development of organisms, and having a strong and powerful male to balance the physical needs is very important for the development of the sisters. "

"understood."

At this time, the voice of the staff came from a special room: "Mr. D, please come over for qualification assessment!"

"Go ahead, I look forward to your performance."

"Yeah." Roddy originally thought that the so-called qualification assessment would require him to participate in an actual competition, or use a machine to test his speed, strength, etc.

But before I even walked into this special secret room, I had already smelled a smell, a smell related to the corner.

"This is?"

Various types of melee weapons are displayed, and each weapon is a "corner prop".

Not limited to fire axes with eyeballs growing out of them,

The rapier with long fluttering hair,
A spear covered with fingers,
There was even a long knife covered with zombie skin that Rody was very familiar with.

A staff member nearby explained: “If an ordinary person wants to fight against a fake person, he will inevitably suffer a physical disadvantage, and the battle will become unbalanced and unspectacular.

Because every human who signs up for the competition needs to have a corner weapon to balance the gap.

The so-called "qualification assessment" requires you to choose a prop and fully adapt to it in a short period of time.

We will arrange the opponents you will face in your first appearance based on your previous physical examination results and the difficulty of your controlling the props.

Please make your selection within one minute."

Rody did not choose the familiar zombie weapons.

Since I came here in a new disguise,
Since we are going to remove the things related to Rody,
Then I will take this opportunity to seriously play the role of the "murderer" hidden deep in my heart.

The eyes under the mask moved among the dazzling array of weapons. After waiting for a long time, no choice was made. Instead, a hoarse voice mixed with metal came out from between the masks:
"Everything here is garbage, nothing else?"

The staff member was slightly surprised, as he had received many human fighters.

Most people would lament at the number of corner-type weapons, but Mr. D was the first one who looked down upon them completely and even made sarcastic remarks.

"Excuse me, do you need to apply for 'Unstable Props'? Your physical examination meets the application standards, and you only need the signature of the member who recommended you to guarantee it."

"want."

“Please wait, we currently have three unstable props stored here, and we will arrange for them to be delivered soon. I hope you will be satisfied.

It should be noted that unstable props are made of special pseudo-human pituitary glands that are very old and difficult to control.

If there is any danger during the acceptance process, or if there is a situation of consciousness taking over, we may "clean you up."

Soon, another person walked into the secret room. His huge body almost filled the door frame, and there were metal pipes embedded on the back of his exposed hand.

The face is covered with a metal skull mask, which is fixed to the facial bones with screws.

In addition to the Mercury Group tattoo on his neck, the letter [I] representing his investigator identity is printed on the chest of his coat.

After placing the three metal boxes on his back on the table, this special investigator stood by and stared at Rody, as if he would be killed immediately if he showed any signs of being possessed by the props.

"Non-stable props cannot be displayed. You can only choose through the storage box, Mr. D."

Rody stretched out his hand and placed it on the surface of the first metal box. He faintly felt a cold and itchy breath. It was indeed dangerous, but it was not what he wanted.

When the palm moved to the second metal box, there was no sensation, as if there was nothing inside. The guess that it was related to assassination or hiding was not appropriate.

Then move to the last metal box, which is also the last chance.

however,
Rody's palm was just close to the metal box, not even touching it.

A sound came from the box.

snort!!
Strong pig squeal!
Not only that, the metal box also shook and fell directly from the edge of the table.

As the investigator in charge was about to pick up the metal box and check the stability of the contents,

Snapped!
Rody's right hand grabbed the box first.

"I choose this."

(End of this chapter)