Life Dungeon Game

However, although He's grip on the gun and his method of dissipating force differed from the standard training posture in Central Turkey, they were clearly the result of professional training.

After He Ao finished firing ten shots and came out, Zhang Anxia stopped him and asked softly, "Can mercenary talent enhance a person's ability to use firearms?"

He looked at him with a puzzled expression, wondering why he asked that question, but the question itself was correct, so he nodded slightly, "Yes."

"You're quite the schemer."

Zhang Anxia gave He Ao a meaningful look.

He now basically believes that He Ao's talent is 'mercenary'. After the research institute stopped requiring code names to be innate, many people would choose misleading code names to mislead the enemy.

If He Ao's future enemies knew more about him, they would think that this cautious young man would also use a misleading code name instead of his true talent. At this point, He Ao used his true talent name, anticipated the opponent's prediction, and misled them a second time.

What is virtual is real, what is real is virtual.

This kid has a lot of bad ideas in his head.

Just as Zhang Anxia thought he had guessed He Ao's thoughts, He Ao had already walked past him and headed straight for the second half of the game.

The second half was an outdoor match, which was almost a completely different thing from the indoor match.

Outdoor shooting requires participants to shoot bottle caps, but not by placing them there; instead, they are shot from small, fast-moving drones.

Each person has a full magazine of thirty bullets. There are five bottle caps in total. Hitting a bottle cap earns ten points, hitting a drone earns three points, and hitting a person earns at least twenty years.

The outdoor training ground was large, and everyone stood in the safe house, looking at the competition rules in silence.

"Fuck."

The silence ended with Feng Ling's exclamation of "Holy crap!"

Although they would participate in shooting training organized by the research institute after becoming specially appointed researchers, the current requirement was simply too much for them.

"Nobody can do that. I can only do diarrhea while doing a handstand."

Feng Ling slammed her hand on the table, uttering a resounding curse.

He Ao, who was inspecting the guns handed to him by the staff, looked up at her, took the gun, and walked out.

"Hey,"

You took the wrong magazine; it only has five bullets.

The staff member who was checking the magazines quickly called out to He Ao's retreating figure.

However, He Ao had already closed the door.

One wall of the safe house is made of thick bulletproof glass, through which everyone can see what's happening outside.

They saw Heo walk out of the house with a gun, and then the programmed drones in the sky began to fly away at high speed.

Snapped--

Pull the bolt.

boom--

One shot.

bang bang bang-

Four shots.

He put away his gun and pushed open the door to the safe house.

The whole process took less than two minutes.

Just as everyone was staring blankly at him, before they could react, the monitor screen next to them showed the situation of five drones.

All five bottle caps, each no bigger than a coin, were hit; the scorching bullets passed almost entirely through the center of the caps, leaving a charred and deformed hole.

Feng Ling looked at He Ao and swallowed hard.

"It's okay, you can continue."

He Ao calmly handed the gun to the staff member and looked at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling swallowed hard, then slowly moved to the corner of the wall, grabbed a chair and stood in front of herself, as if to say, "You can't see me."

He Ao smiled but didn't say anything more.

The girl was clearly wearing a mask, and there was no one around who knew her. Her only friend wasn't there either, so she seemed to be letting loose.

The game continues.

Of the remaining eight people, most scored between 0 and 3 points. The highest score was achieved by Feng Ling, who used the wind to blow the drones together and hit two of them, earning her 6 points.

After the shooting ended, everyone fell silent.

After the two rounds of hand-to-hand combat and shooting, they clearly realized that He Ao was the main character in this selection, and they were just there to make up the numbers as extras, the kind of extras who didn't even get a boxed lunch.

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The third pollution resistance test took place at the deepest part of the training ground.

He Ao walked at the front, with Zhang Anxia beside him.

The others formed their own small circles, and after witnessing He Ao's terrifying strength, they had no further thoughts.

They're just too strong, there's nothing we can do about it.

When the gap in strength becomes large enough, all jealousy will turn into admiration.

The arrogant, burly man who had started earlier was now huddled at the back of the line, trying to keep his body small and avoid being noticed by He Ao.

Although he woke up quickly after being knocked unconscious, the experience of being knocked unconscious was deeply etched in his memory.

In that instant, he saw He Ao's eyes up close, and he didn't want to look at that mad, cold gaze a second time.

At that moment, he really felt that Heo would kill him on the spot.

-

Upon arriving at the venue, He Ao gradually fell to the back of the line. Zhang Anxia went in first because he had to arrange the testing. The other specially appointed researchers who participated in the selection also went in one after another.

Just after everyone had entered the arena, a young man in training clothes rushed out and blocked He Ao, who was walking at the back.

He knelt before He Ao and bowed to him, saying, "Sir, please teach me the method to break through."

"You've mistaken me for someone else. I don't have that kind of ability."

He Ao turned aside to avoid the bow, and then walked straight into the stadium.

At that moment, Feng Ling, wearing a white mask, ran towards him and passed by side with him.

As He Ao's figure gradually disappeared, Feng Ling also ran to the side of the young man in training clothes.

The young man in the training clothes straightened up, but did not get up; instead, he remained kneeling at the doorway.

"Did you read so many novels that you lost your mind?"

Feng Ling grabbed her friend's hand anxiously, trying to pull him up, but she was too weak and the young man in the training clothes didn't budge.

"Sigh..." After pulling a few times without success, Feng Ling simply gave up and squatted down next to the young man in the training clothes, panting. "He already said no, why are you still arguing? Do you really think you can just find a peerless master anywhere and have him teach you unparalleled martial arts?"

She grabbed the young man's head and began shaking it violently. "Wake up! You practice martial arts yourself. If there really were such a peerless master, wouldn't you know?"

"If it were that easy to know, he wouldn't be a peerless master."

The young man, who had been silent until now, suddenly responded.

He looked in the direction where He Ao had disappeared. "The law cannot be passed on lightly. He must be testing me."

"You've gone mad, you're possessed."

Feng Ling was so angry that she started scratching her head.

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Chapter 144 Show me a set of punches. (Long chapter, please subscribe!)

The pollution resistance test was conducted in a circular hall. Zhang Anxia took out a silver mithril box, placed it in the center of the hall, and then opened the box, revealing a red and black iron block inside. Immediately, a distorted murmur reached everyone's ears.

These delirious ramblings lacked logic, yet they carried an aura of madness and tyranny, destroying the will of everyone around them.

Zhang Anxia led everyone toward the box in the center of the hall to see where their limits were. The further they went in, the greater the madness they felt.

Feng Ling went out and never came back. The others struggled to take a step and slowly made their way to the center of the hall.

"what!"

A scream suddenly rang out. It was the 'reconciler' woman who had tried to distract He Ao earlier. She had just taken a step when her body twitched, and her face gradually turned fierce. Zhang Anxia immediately knocked her unconscious and handed her over to the staff member wearing a silver protective suit in the distance.

Apart from He Ao, everyone else looked somewhat surprised.

Because this person's ability to reconcile is clearly related to the mind, she should be the one with the strongest mental strength among those who participated in the test, besides He Ao. The fact that she was infected by the aura of madness so quickly made everyone's hearts jump.

"The ability to resist pollution is not about having a stronger mind. In fact, the more sensitive a person is, the stronger their perception of madness becomes, and the easier it is for them to fall into madness. When faced with this kind of madness, strengthening one's willpower is the only way."

Zhang Anxia glanced at everyone and explained softly.

He then gestured for everyone to continue walking.

Several people's eyes were focused on He Ao, wanting to see what he would do, but He Ao seemed to have no desire to move forward. After waiting for a while and finding that He Ao did not move, they had no choice but to look away and continue walking forward on their own.

He Ao did not want to end this round of testing so quickly. For these pampered specially appointed researchers, being exposed to pollution would probably be a very difficult thing in real life.

The energy brought by the morning light today was much greater than usual.

The world is gradually changing, so He Ao doesn't mind spending a few more minutes to let these people see the real world.

After about five minutes, everyone stopped. The one who had gone the furthest was the man in armor. He stopped when he was about halfway there, clutching his head in pain.

Some people tried to endure the pressure and force themselves to move forward, but they were quickly consumed by the twisted madness and then subdued by Zhang Anxia and taken to the back.

Seeing that everyone had reached their limit, He Ao took the first step.

Then, three steps, four steps.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the center of the hall, picked up the silver box containing the red and black iron block, closed it, and then casually stuffed it into his bag.

"What are you doing, you brat?!"

Zhang Anxia immediately became anxious and snatched the box back. "I only have a few things. What am I supposed to do if you take them?"