Chapter 64

[The king has made a decision]

When this line of text appeared, Zhang Xun was already staring at the progress bar on the light curtain.

For Wu Run, he is very confident, and feels that this decision will not be wrong, on the bright side, his biggest expectation is to break through the 80% mark.

That would be a victory for him.

A warm current appeared in his body as promised, and Zhang Xun immediately understood that this decision was also correct.

However, to his bewilderment, the progress bar did not change.

What's going on?

Why hasn't there been any change?

Zhang Xun was at a loss for a moment.

A distant bell rang in his ears again, and the surrounding scenery suddenly blurred.

It only happened in an instant, and when he woke up from his stunned stup, he was surprised to find that he had appeared in a deep palace at some unknown time.

The palace is familiar.

Searching from his memory, Zhang Xun immediately recalled that this was where he was when he "ascended the throne" at the earliest.

That memory was like a dream, although Zhang Xun was unmistakably able to call out the light curtain and made five decisions as required, but for that memory, he still felt that it was more like a dream.

Today, however......

He was back in his dreams again.

The main hall is dim.

It was much darker than the last time.

Zhang Xun lowered his head and saw himself sitting on a noble and majestic throne.

On his right-hand side, there is a lamp.

Erected, a metal stick with its bottom fixed to the ground, and at the top was an ornate tray on which a small lamp steadied and the candle flame burned steadily, illuminating the area around him.

Zhang Xun found that his clothes had turned into some kind of gorgeous robe, and there was a crown on his head, he stood up from the throne, very uncomfortable, looking around, by the light, he could see the outline of the window on the wall not far away.

The heavy curtains were drawn from the window, which made him feel sullen, and through the gap in the curtains, he could see that it was also black outside, and it should be night.

Zhang Xun had a headache and didn't understand what was going on.

At this moment, the light curtain suddenly appeared automatically.

At this time, all the patterns on the light board disappeared, and only lines of text appeared:

[Congratulations to the host for passing the trial of the new king]

[Final score of the trial: 80 points (10 points beyond the basic score)]

[Potential: Unknown]

[The conditions for governing have been met]

[The mock trial has ended]

……

Zhang Xun looked at the lines of words that appeared, and the whole person fell into a daze.

He really didn't understand what was going on.

After the text display ends, the light curtain disappears again.

Then, out of nowhere, a voice rang out: "You have passed the test, congratulations." ”

Zhang Xun's spirit was shocked, it was the voice of the ghost of the dream.

He still remembered the first sentence: Are you a young king?

In his impression, if the light curtain is a cold object, then this ghost is like a machine spirit-like existence, its intelligence is far higher than the words on the light curtain, or it should be regarded as a personified light curtain panel.

So he immediately asked, "What the hell is going on?!"

"I see, my king, that you have doubts in your heart. ”

Zhang Xun stood and looked around, but he couldn't see anything after all, so he sat on the throne again, fixed his mind, and asked, "Can you solve my doubts?"

"That's my pleasure. ”

Zhang Xun took a breath and said, "So, can you tell me, what is going on?"

The Ghost of the Dream seemed to groan, and in the organization of the language: "My king, it is not easy to hold the royal power, and it is not idle to be in a high position, therefore, after the new king is crowned, there are five decisions, which are for the experience, and those who pass the experience will officially take power, and those who cannot pass it will disappear." ”

Hearing the last four words, Zhang Xun couldn't help but breathe tightly, but he still keenly grasped the point: "Do you mean to say that before me, there were still people who accepted the throne?

Faced with Zhang Xun's question, the Dream Spirit was silent for a while before slowly echoing: "The mission of my birth is to find a host, assist the king, and convey across the two realms, as for more, I don't know, as for the past, it is too long, I have been sleeping for a thousand years, the past has been forgotten, and the host does not need to be delved into." ”

Zhang Xun sighed, understanding that this was a clear refusal.

"Let's talk about what the new king's experience is. He leaned back on the throne, and then he realized that the seat was cold and quite large, and there was a feeling of helplessness when he sat on it.

As mentioned earlier, if the new king fails to pass the trials and tribulations, he will not be able to lead the kingdom to strength. The experience is not only based on the current situation of Yingyang, deducing, applying different events, such as diseases, wars, internal diseases, etc., referring to the trend of historical events, and using intelligence to carry out simulation calculations, and calculate the changes that each decision will lead to in the fortunes of the country, so as to simulate and measure the host's ability. ”

"Wait!"

Zhang Xun suddenly stopped, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes slowly said, "If I understand correctly, what do you mean...... This new king's experience is equivalent to a set of procedures for simulating business? A set of procedures for mock exams is not real, but only a calculation of the impact and guidance of each of my choices on the kingdom...... Fake?right?!"

The Dream Spirit was silent again, its intelligence seemed to be limited, and it took time to comprehend and analyze Zhang Xun's words.

It took a while before it said, "Yes." ”

Zhang jumped up quickly, his eyes widened, he gasped, his eyes stared at the void, and he said loudly: "Yes? You said yes! Now you tell me that my five decisions before were not real? I put so much effort into it, I put so much effort into it, I find someone to help me make decisions, I have to calculate the time several times a day, just for fear of missing the next decision, and even for this decision, I have been breaking for a few days, I have done so many things, and now you tell me that the previous decision was just a simulation, just a drill, just a ...... Experience?!"

Zhang Xun's voice became louder and louder, his emotions became very excited, a look of anger appeared on his face, he felt that he had been deceived, and no one knew what kind of pressure he was under under his calm appearance during this time.

I am worried about every decision, and I don't think about it.

After each decision, the light curtain will immediately give a time limit for the next decision, so that he has no respite, but to immediately go busy preparing for the next time, every night when he sleeps will look at the progress bar on the light curtain in a daze, fantasizing about when it will reach 100%, cheering for the rise, and falling and lost.

All of this is hidden under his somewhat stalled face.

Sometimes even he is accustomed to this busy life, accustomed to this kind of pressure, and even learns to make fun of suffering, and when he has nothing to do, he will laugh at himself, thinking that he doesn't even have a maid when he sleeps as a king.

The pressure of these emotions was not even known to him, and it was only here, in this dark cabin where there was no one but himself and the dreaming spirit, that he suddenly let out his catharsis.

He felt very aggrieved.

He is obviously so attentive, and even tries to change his otaku personality, to make friends, and to find a think tank.

was about to usher in the joy of breaking 80% of the success, but now I was told that the previous five decisions were all ...... Fake.

So, suddenly, Zhang Xun's emotions exploded.

This emotion even scared him a lot.

In the face of his questioning, the Dream Spirit fell silent again.

Until Zhang Xun calmed down, or rather, vented the evil fire that had been accumulated since he was kidnapped and became the king.

The voice of the Dreaming Spirit, barely unchanged, was heard again.

"Actually, this was hinted at at the beginning, but the host didn't notice it. ”

Zhang Xun, who lost his temper and had already gotten a lot better, sneered: "Are you still hard-mouthed?

The next moment.

The light curtain popped up, and a line of familiar text emerged.