The commotion in the waiting room calmed down slightly, and Mawson appeared on the makeshift platform.

"Hello everyone, I'm Mo Sen, I'm the examiner of the stress test, and the chief instructor of the 2012 Hunter Academy, I hope this test can leave enough talents to join the heavy responsibility of defending the earth."

Looking at Mo Sen on the stage, the young people in the field all showed admiring eyes, this is the first mecha pilot in human history, and the latecomers, even if they have outstanding achievements, I am afraid it will be difficult to surpass his fame.

"Sooner or later, I'll be a man like him!" Someone muttered quietly.

As Mawson spoke, the crew transported a strange instrument to the platform.

The device appears to be somewhat crude, consisting of two parts, one of which is a semi-open metal compartment resembling a seat.

A sealed container is attached to the metal compartment, and it is unclear what structure the container is made of.

"This is a stress index tester!"

"The control of the mecha is synchronized with the human body, and to control the huge mech, the driver needs to bear unimaginable and terrible pressure."

"There are very few people who can withstand this kind of pressure." Mawson looked around, his eyes sweeping over the faces of the crowd in the field.

"There are a total of 1,173 people still in the field." Just a casual sweep, the situation of the people in the field is clear.

"I know that all of you here are the best of the best, some are the geniuses of the Mensah club, some are the elite of the military, and some are also top talents in all walks of life."

"But what I'm going to say is that if you think that with your previous abilities, you can pass the mecha pilot test."

"Then you are too naïve!"

"Only after going through the mecha assessment will you really understand what a top talent is!"

Mo Sen stretched out four fingers, "40, there are only 40 people who can pass the first mental stress assessment, and after a period of training, only ten of these 40 people can pass the second assessment!" ”

"The number of applicants in the world should be about 400,000, which means that only ten can pass the assessment in the end, what is the percentage, let's calculate it yourself!"

"What?"

Listening to Mawson's words, everyone in the audience was slightly stunned, and glanced at each other, with a hint of vigilance in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Mo Sen smiled, "You don't need to be so nervous, we are not conducting merit-based admissions, and your opponent is not in the crowd." ”

"It's it!" As he spoke, Mawson pointed to the instrument beside him.

"After entering the measuring instrument, the machine will slowly increase the mental stress of the subject, and those with a stress index of more than 30 can be admitted."

"Under 30, eliminate!"

"If the stress index exceeds 40, you can be exempted from the second assessment and directly enter the final list!"

"Now the assessment begins!"

Don't waste time, after a brief introduction to the use method, the on-site assessment began.

The first to appear was a burly, muscular man with a sharp scar at the corner of his eye.

This man has a fierce breath, and he looks like no one is close to him, and not many people are willing to approach him when he stands in the crowd.

The man glanced at Mawson, took a deep breath, and sat down in the metal compartment, three arc-shaped metal rings poking out around the man's head.

"Test begins!" Mawson gave the order, and the staff turned on the tester.

Airplanes!

The machine trembled slightly, the half-open metal compartment flashed with a faint blue light, and the man's body trembled, his body trembled, as if he was under great pressure.

And on the monitor next to it, the pressure index is also rising.

"It's over 15!"

"It's still going up!"

People around me were talking, "Maybe it's not difficult to reach 30." ”

“17！”

But after 15, the growth rate of the number on the display suddenly dropped, and it took four or five breaths to rise to 17.

"Is there no hope?"

Although I knew that it would not be so simple, the first tester only reached half of the standard data, which still made everyone feel the difficulty of the test.

"Ahh

The man who tested suddenly roared wildly, and the bruises on his face burst out, but at this moment, the pressure value that had reached 17 suddenly dropped, all the way down to 13 points.

The blue light of the metal chamber flickered, and finally gradually extinguished, and the subject also sat there sweating profusely, and at this time, there was still a powerful aura just now, looking like a drunken drunkard.

The man stood up and walked out of the test chamber with flirtatious steps.

"13 o'clock, elimination!"

Mawson said indifferently.

"The limit peak is at 17 points, but the average pressure that can be withstood is only 13 points, and the limit data is meaningless for mecha driving, or its significance is reflected in higher-level operations, and only the average pressure value can determine whether the mecha can be piloted."

Since he was the first tester, he explained a few more words.

After the man stepped down, the test continued, but the next data surprised everyone.

Nearly 50 people were tested in a row, not to mention qualified, and none of them reached the test data of the first tester.

"Mr. Mawson, can anyone really reach the mental pressure of 30 points?" A test subject standing in the front row asked.

"Of course there is, but very little."

"Can I ask, what is the average person's stress resistance?"

Mawson glanced around, "Are you sure you want to know?" ”

The crowd nodded.

"The average adult man's stress level is about seven or eight o'clock."

"What?!" The crowd was in an uproar.

"It's four times as big as an ordinary person!"

"It's too hard!" Everyone looked at each other.

At this time, a petite and childish Chinese girl walked into the test chamber.

After a period of testing, people have basically become numb and don't pay much attention to the measured values, but when the girl entered the test cabin, the number on the display screen rose all the way, surpassing 30 at a rapid speed, and even reaching 38 points at a high speed.

Even after stabilization, it is as high as 34 points!

"34 o'clock, pass!"

Mawson said aloud, turning his head to look at the sweat-stained girl, "Very good, I hope to see your name in the final list." ”

The girl smiled, "Chief Instructor, my name is Tang Yun, I will definitely pass!" ”

"I'm going to be the first female ranger in human history!" The girl raised her head and said proudly.

"Someone passed?!" It wasn't until after Mawson's briefing that everyone came to their senses and crowded to the front row, looking at the first person who passed the test.

"What's going on?"

"Why is it just a child?"

"Looks like he's 16 years old at most, is it because he's Chinese?" Someone muttered quietly.

At this moment, a strong man who had just finished the test, but the value only reached 12 points, squeezed onto the stage and pointed at Tang Yun with an uneven face.

"What's going on?"

"Lao Tzu is not as good as a little cub?!"

"How is it possible that she's three times as big as me? There is a problem with this machine! ”

"Take it apart, we're going to inspect it in public!"