The boy pushed hard open a fan that had become squeaky with the passage of time... An old wooden door that creaked and seemed heavy.

The boy looked skinny—with an emaciated face and mysterious sky-blue eyes—but he was well dressed, as if the family was rich. A black open coat - it looks a little thicker, but the coat doesn't seem to have zippers, buttons, or anything like that. It's just that there is a black strap hanging from one side of the coat, which is used to tie the regular pentagonal pattern on the other side of the coat. It's a beautiful pattern, blue, shiny, I don't know why it's like this, it looks very strange - maybe it's the equivalent of a button. Inside was a white T-shirt - and a string of English letters printed on it, as if it was something "stupid", which was weird! At first glance, his long, thin pants were tight on his legs, and he was wearing a pair of large black military boots, all black — very much in line with today's trends — and thankfully a white T-shirt underneath. It didn't suit him well, it was like putting his dad's clothes on - big, thick, and looking like a clown performing on stage...... But, then again, the outfit itself is actually pretty good. However, it's summer, but he wears so much, what a strange person! The girl looked at him curiously.

At this time, a summer breeze blew in through the crack in the door, and they all felt very cool, because on such a hot day, some winds were still more comfortable. The boy's clothes involuntarily "leaned" against him, revealing his thin body as if he was not having enough to eat—although the clothes looked thick, the summer breeze just now had the ability to blow his clothes. This time, the summer wind was indeed much stronger than usual, which obviously made them feel extra comfortable. The boy struggled to push the door open, an embarrassed look on his face, and he glanced at her standing in the doorway.

"Come on in, what are you doing standing there?" The boy hooked his left hand inward, motioning for her to come in quickly.

She was silent from behind, and went into the house in fear, for she did not know what he had brought her here for.

The boy walked quickly over to her and closed the door - this time, he didn't have as much effort as he did to push it.

"You must be curious about this place! This place is called the "Magical Chamber"! ", the boy told her excitedly.

"Magical Chamber"? What is it for? She asked, confused.

This time, the boy didn't answer her, for he was concentrating on one of the things in the regular pentagonal pattern on his clothes. After a long time, the boy finally removed the regular pentagonal pattern from his dress. There's a tiny round magnet on the garment, and the thing with the regular pentagonal pattern is also a magnet - these two magnets seem to be much more attractive than normal magnets, and it's really hard to separate the magnets. It turns out that the boy is going to use a regular pentagon to verify his own identity, and it seems that this regular pentagon magnet with blue light really has a lot of functions - not only can it be used as a tie belt, but also to verify the identity, of course, in order to hide people's eyes, this is indeed a good way - to dress up the magnet as a tie thing.

I saw the boy walk to the open space three meters from the door, which was lined with walls - if you didn't look closely, it would be difficult to see that there was a very small one on the wall to the boy's left—something about the size of a cherry, like a hole in an ordinary door. Don't look at this thing so small, it's actually a very powerful machine. Because they had just come in, it was hard to see the light, so she didn't see much clearly. They really have to get used to it now.

"I really don't know what he's up to!" She said silently, the look on her face feeling a little annoyed.

After a while, they began to see their surroundings clearly.

The boy quickly stood next to the machine, his head almost as tall as the machine.

As he stood up to the machine, it quickly emitted a blue light and scanned the boy's body. Then, the boy scanned the machine with the pentagon magnet in his hand, and the machine made a "ding...", which seemed to be a slightly longer sound.

After a few seconds, the machine said, "Mr. Page, pass!" ”

That's right, the boy was doing an "ability test" - this wasn't an ordinary identity check. Although technology is very advanced now, in some high-end hotels and the like, there are similar tests to verify identity, but it is not the same as this kind of test, because it does not match at all. The "Ability Test" is for the Ability, how can it be the same as Duolun's? If you were to get Doren to come here and inspect it, the machine wouldn't work at all.

She heard the machine say something, "Pe... passed", but did not hear clearly, because at this time, there was a truck passing outside the hut, and the noise was so loud that I did not hear clearly.

After the boy finished verifying his identity, he hurriedly pulled her over and asked her to verify her identity as well, but she didn't understand and looked at him blankly.

"Why do I need to verify my identity as well? I don't know who you are! I don't know which organization you're in! But, I'm sorry, I don't know you! There's no need to verify either! She said to the boy in no uncertain terms.

The boy looked a little panicked and muttered a few words, not even knowing what he had just said. At this point, he suddenly didn't know what to do, but Professor Carla had said that he would bring her, and he promised him that he would do it.

The boy looked a little embarrassed, and finally managed to squeeze a few words out of his mouth: "This—a—is—must be done!" Just trust me once. Actually, the boy didn't know how he could say such a thing.

After a while, the boy realized that he had to persuade her to verify her identity quickly, and said, "Please! It won't be good if you verify it! He looked at her with a begging look.

She hesitated for a minute, thinking: Since he is already here, let's see what he is doing!

The boy looked happy, for he knew what she was thinking.

"Okay!"

The boy asked her to stand next to the machine and gave her the pentagonal magnet, saying, "This is a strong magnet, here you go!" You know the process! Let's go! When he said this, he seemed to have a commanding tone.

Coincidentally, the machine was about the same height as her, which meant that she was about the same height as the boy.

Then, the machine scanned her, just like the boy had just done. Her eyes were fixed on the machine, afraid something would happen.

"Now put the magnet in the machine!" The boy said loudly.

"I'm sorry! I forgot! She realized that she hadn't verified the pentagon magnet yet, and hurriedly placed it in front of the machine—right in front of it.

Like just now, the machine also made a "ding...", and a few seconds passed.

"Miss Kevin, pass!"

It was the sound of the machine that indicated that she had passed.

She looked at the machine in surprise, but said to the boy, "Why does this machine know what my last name is?" Also know my gender? Does it know me? It's amazing! ”

The boy didn't seem to answer her, though, for he was busy getting the pentagonal magnet back into his clothes.

And that small, round magnet on his clothes is very difficult to spot! He was going to put the pentagonal magnet right on the small round magnet on his clothes, but he couldn't do it. At this time, the sweat oozing from his forehead was seen by her.

She hurriedly walked over to the boy and said softly, "Come, I'll help you get it!" ”

In a few moments, she had finished it for the boy, and put it right on it—that is, the center of the pentagon was facing the little round magnet. It's really hard to do this, because the magnetism is too strong, and when the pentagon magnet is still some distance away from the magnet on the boy's clothes, the small round magnet keeps sucking the pentagonal magnet, trying to suck it over quickly, so it's not easy to put it right on - fortunately, she's still quite powerful.

The boy whispered, "Thank you!" Then she walked quickly to the front, and she followed.