Mi Xiaolu listened to the lecture with dozens of other students in the class. The English teacher turned around and wrote on the blackboard as she explained. Suddenly, the teacher's voice stopped abruptly, and his movements stopped, and the whole person seemed to freeze.

Mi Xiaolu was holding his head with his left hand, and was helping Hang Yi take notes, when he saw that the teacher suddenly stopped lecturing and writing on the board, and the whole classroom suddenly fell silent, not understanding what was happening. He straightened his head and stared ahead.

Not only him, but the dozens of students in the classroom noticed the difference, and they all looked at the podium and looked at the English teacher with their backs to them.

After about 10 seconds, the English teacher didn't turn around, he was facing the blackboard, motionless, as if he had become a sculpture. Hang Yi, who was having a good time, also noticed that something was wrong, and he raised his head and looked at the teacher.

Sitting in the second row, a girl named Song Qi asked tentatively, "Teacher Nie, are you...... What's wrong? ”

As soon as I finished asking this sentence, I saw the English teacher's whole body convulsive, which startled the whole class. Then, everyone saw him slowly turn around, his face expressionless, and his expression was very different from his usual appearance.

Lu Jinpeng sat in the first row due to his short stature. At the moment, he is the closest person to the English teacher. For some reason, after he saw the English teacher's suddenly changed expression and eyes behind him, he felt a chill in his heart and unconsciously shuddered.

The English teacher propped his hands on the podium and coldly glanced at the dozens of students present with a condescending demeanor, and his voice and tone were completely different from usual: "Everyone, please stop everything you are doing, be quiet, sit down, don't make any noise, and listen to me carefully." ”

The whole class was stunned, and they instinctively felt that the English teacher, who had been in contact with them for more than a month, seemed to have become a person they didn't know at all. Soon, it turned out that their instincts were right—the English teacher's astonishing words confirmed their fearful suspicions.

"I hope you will listen carefully to every word I say now. I will only say that those who do not understand or do not fully understand can only ask for more blessings. But I would like to remind you that what I am going to say below is related to the fate of each and every one of you here, and to determine your future.

"Obviously, I'm not representing your English teacher right now. I have borrowed his body for the time being to speak to you. So who am I? I'll explain that in a moment, of course. Now, let's go in order, first I have to make you understand what this is all about. ”

He (who can no longer be called an English teacher) looked at everyone with an incomparably majestic demeanor and said sternly: "Before the world collapses, Heaven will give mankind a chance to elect a representative among the human race, so that he or she will have extraordinary abilities, which will be enough to change the fate of the whole world." This person will no longer be a 'man', but a 'god of the new century'! All I have to do now is to elect this representative — and this man will be among you! ”

There were 50 people sitting in the classroom of Class 13, but the whole classroom was now silent. Everyone was stunned, they thought that the English teacher was having 'spirit' schizophrenia. But his expression and tone give people a feeling of undoubtedness. For a moment, everyone felt overwhelmed and unable to accurately judge the current situation.

"There is no doubt that this is not a joke or a prank." The man said seriously and slowly, "You are all ordinary people, and you have never encountered such an incredible thing before, and I understand it very well. But you see, I chose you for a reason.

"China is the most populous country in the world, and the city of Qizhou is the city with the largest Chinese population - the election of the 'god of the new century' here should have a representative 'sex'. But I want to remind you that this is both an opportunity and a challenge, and even a nightmare for you. The reason is that there is only one 'God' that I am going to choose, but I am not sure who this person should be. So, I can only let this person be produced in a 'survival of the fittest' way.

"It's a brutal competition between life and death, and no matter how reluctant you are, there's no choice. If you don't want to die, you can only do what I say. He paused, "The specific implementation method - you need to cooperate." Now, please do as I say—tear a blank piece of paper from your notebook. ”

The whole class became panicked, and they looked at each other, looking confused, not knowing whether they should do what he said. At this time, Song Qi stood up and said worriedly, "Teacher Nie, what's wrong with you?" I'll help you to the office and take a break. ”

The people on the podium stared at the 'girl' student, sighed slightly, and didn't say anything, just kept staring at her.

After a few seconds, the people in the class saw that Song Qi's expression became wooden, she took off her glasses without saying a word, and then took out a compass from the stationery box, picked up the compass with her left hand, slowly moved her arm, and aimed the end with the sharp needle at her left eye.

"Hey, wait...... Song Qi, you ...... What are you doing? A man sitting in the front row said in horror.

Song Qi turned a deaf ear to his words. The compass was getting closer and closer to her eyeball, barely three or four centimeters, but she didn't even blink an eyelid. One of the 'females' around covered her mouth and shouted in fear: "...... Oh, my God! Who will stop her! ”

Next to Song Qi was a small 'woman', who was completely stupid at the moment, with her mouth wide open and unable to move. Seeing this, Song Qi was about to pierce this sharp needle into his eyeball.

Just when the needle was less than a centimeter away from the eyeball, Song Qi suddenly shook and regained consciousness. She saw her hand holding the compass to her eyeball, and she screamed in fright, and as soon as she let go of her hand, the compass fell to the ground.

At this time, the man in front of the podium said, "I'm sorry to frighten you. I just briefly controlled this girl, proving that I can do things that ordinary people can't, and of course proving that I am not your English teacher now. I just want you to stop doubting my identity, and I don't want this girl to lose an eyeball for it. But if I had to do it again, I'm afraid I wouldn't be so merciful. ”

This is clearly threatening, implying that he doesn't want anyone to delay any longer. Now, no matter how incredible things are, no one dares to question them anymore.

"I'll repeat what I just said—tear a blank piece of paper from your notebook." He said sternly, "Please cooperate with what I say, okay?" ”

No one dared to slack off, and there was a sound of tearing paper in the classroom. Hang Yi wiped the cold sweat that soaked from his forehead - he was frightened by Song Qi's actions just now - and quickly 'touched' a notebook from his bag, tore off two pieces of white paper, and handed one to Mi Xiaolu.

Sun Yuchen sat in the fourth row of the classroom, and he was so shocked that his breathing stopped. It wasn't until the people around him were reminding him with movements and voices that he hurriedly pulled out a notebook and pulled a piece of paper down.

"The paper is ready, right?" The man on the podium said, "Take a pen again." ”

After waiting for more than ten seconds, he saw that everyone in the class had already prepared pen and paper, and said, "Now you listen—I'll give you ten seconds to write down any 'concept' on this piece of paper—you're all adults, so you don't need me to explain what a concept is, right?" ”

He waited for a moment, saw that no one was questioning, and then said, "This concept you wrote down will become your special ability." Simply put, you will have the ability to control this kind of thing. 10 seconds, no extra time to think, use your intuition to make choices. In addition, I remind you of two points - first, don't let the people around you see what you write; Second, if someone fails to write down any concept after 10 seconds, it means that he or she chooses to abstain. Then, he or she will die instantly. If anyone doesn't believe it, they can test it with life. ”

He paused for a moment, saw that dozens of people in the class just looked at him in horror, and reminded, "What are you still doing in a daze?" 10 seconds, the timer has already begun. ”

The whole class panicked. Although it was unbelievable, no one dared to gamble with their lives, so they picked up the pen, blocked the paper with their hands, and wrote on the paper.

This...... It's true. They all took it seriously. Sun Yuchen thought in horror, the ability to control a thing? For me, maybe I should choose...... He hesitated slightly, and scribbled two words on the paper.

Let me control something? He Jingyi's heart was beating wildly. If that's true, then of course I'll choose ...... She bit her lip and wrote down what she was thinking on the paper.

Will I gain a special ability? Lu Jinpeng has never been so excited. He knew too well what he needed to write it down quickly without much thought.

Everyone is writing. Mi Xiaolu nervously looked around. For me, the most important thing in my life is ...... He quietly glanced at Hang Yi beside him and made up his mind. He blocked the paper with his left hand and quickly wrote two words.

As soon as Hang saw what Mi Xiaolu was writing in the shade, he wanted to ask him what he wrote and why he couldn't let himself see it. But he realized there wasn't time for those things – 10 seconds were gone in a blink of an eye! But he couldn't think of anything to write, he never wanted to control anything - but he couldn't write nothing! Nervous and anxious, he saw the game console in the belly of the table, and he really didn't know what to write, so he only picked up the pen and wrote the word "game" on the white paper. That's a concept, right? Should be. He thought uncertainly.

"Alright, it's time." The man on the podium announced, 'Revealed' a smile that could not be understood. "People really have potential. 10 seconds is a very short time, but you're all on target. And, as I hoped, there is no repetition of the 50 abilities – and now, all of you in this room, are the 50 most special people in the world. Soon, you will have special abilities that correspond to the concepts written on paper—what you can understand as being awakened to superpowers hidden in the subconscious. So now for the main point, I will tell you about the selection method of the 'God of the New Age'. ”

He said the following with a little excitement, as if it was something he had been waiting for for a long time. "Every civilization has its own special features. I believe that the 'concepts' that you have written on paper are fully representative of the civilization of our time. So, which of the 50 concepts, or 50 superpowers, is the strongest? This matter is not demonstrated, and no one knows. However, the 'survival of the fittest' competition method as I have mentioned below will lead to an undisputed conclusion of 'sex'. ”

He propped his hands on the podium, leaned forward, and stared at the fifty people in the audience with a cold gaze. "The special abilities you have acquired at this moment, which can be called 'starting abilities', will be weaker at the beginning - if you put it in the form of numbers, your current ability level is 'level 1'. However, every time you knock down a competitor with your superpowers, you will be upgraded by one level and your abilities will be doubled. Moreover, the level of the opponent you knock down will be carried over to you.

"For example, if a person with level 2 kills a level 4 opponent, then his or her ability level will immediately become level 6! The strength of the ability will also be 6 times the initial ability! Therefore, knocking out as many opponents as possible and increasing your level is the only way to win.

"By now you should understand why I told you not to let others see what you wrote on the note, right? It is absolutely unwise to let your opponent know what you are capable of. You can tear this note up immediately, or you can keep it in a place where no one else will ever find it, in short, don't let your opponent easily know what your abilities are - this is my biggest advice, or you will die quickly. ”

"You're crazy...... You want 50 of us to fight each other? Suddenly a voice appeared in the classroom, and everyone looked over—the person who spoke was Nguyen Junxi—the temporary class president of Class 13, a twenty-four-year-old college graduate. At this moment, his face was flushed, and it seemed that he could no longer stand what this person on the stage was doing. "I don't know what all this is all about, but it's crazy! I can't accept that! ”

The "English teacher" looked at him coldly and said slowly in a frightening tone: "So, you plan to abstain from this competition now?" I can satisfy you. As he spoke, he held out a finger and pointed at the young man in the middle of the classroom.

"You...... What do you want? Nguyen Junxi instinctively sensed the threat of death, and his whole body trembled. The other 49 people in the class were also nervous.

The people on the stage stared at him and said, "Let me ask again, you really want to quit now, right?" ”

Ruan Junxi opened his mouth in a daze, his lips twitched a few times, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Answer me," said the oppressive feeling exuded by the people on the podium, which overwhelmed those present. "Immediately."

Ruan Junxi's whole body twitched a few times, and he shook his head in fear. "No...... No. He buried his head, cold sweat all over his body.

The person on the stage squinted at him for a few seconds, then glanced at the class and said, "In the next process of my speech, if anyone interrupts me and raises objections like just now, I will no longer ask him (her), and it will be regarded as a waiver." And what 'abstention' represents, you can definitely try it. ”

There was a deathly silence in the class, and no one dared to defy the law. The man on the podium continued: "Actually, the boy just got to the point - 50 people fought each other and one won in the end - yes, that's the essence of the matter. There are 50 of you, and only one person will win in the end, and that person's ability will be 50 times the initial ability - this is a super ability that can defy the sky. It is also the condition and capital for him or her to become the 'god of the new century'. ”

Everyone in the class looked at him in fear, and no one dared to speak. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I know what you're thinking, it's a brutal game—I made that at the beginning. Honestly, I think so, but I want you to understand that it's always worth sacrificing 49 people compared to the fate of the whole world—at least the one who wins in the end thinks.

"But having said that, I would like to remind you of a very important thing - the time of this competition is not infinite, only one year. If, after a year, you don't decide the winner, that is, no one will be the winner, then you have collectively given up this opportunity from God. The end result will be total destruction – all 50 of you will die. Moreover, the world will also come to an end. ”

The air in the classroom felt like frozen ice, and everyone sitting below felt a chill to their bones. Their eyes widened in horror, and some covered their mouths and shook their heads in fear. The man continued: "That's basically what I'm going to tell you, the rules are clear, and the competition starts today. A year later, I'll come back again and be sure of the results. I hope to finally see someone with 50x the power show up and see how he or she can save the world. ”

Speaking of this, he lowered his gaze and said a little gloomy: "Of course, it may also be to see how he (she) destroys the world......

Many people didn't hear his words clearly, but they didn't dare to ask. Lu Jinpeng, who was sitting in the first row, heard it clearly, but he didn't understand what it meant, and he didn't dare to ask.

"Alright, I've done my job." He looked up and said, "Oh, by the way, there's one more important question – who am I?" You must be very concerned. Well, listen, what you are facing now has happened more than once on Earth. And I am the winner of the last competition. You can call me the Old God, and one of my abilities is what you see now—to possess anyone, to do different things with different people. And organizing a new round of competition is my duty and mission as the 'Old Gods'.

"You need not know my name; I'm not interested in your names. All I care about is who among you will emerge victorious in a year's time. Before that, you were just players 1-50 to me. By the way, the students in each class of this training center have a temporary student number of 1-50? It's interesting, before the competition even begins, right now – can you predict with me who will win? ”

This 'bastard' 'old god', he treats this cruel competition as a bet on horses? Sun Yuchen glared at the people on the podium angrily, and then thought about it for a moment - his student number was 19. One in fifty probability, damn it, the odds of winning are too low!

My student number is 41. He Jingyi thought pessimistically in her heart. I'm never going to be the one to win. If I want to fight with others, it can't be.

My student number is 5. Lu Jinpeng thought secretly. If the abilities I've just chosen are strong enough, maybe I can...... But what are the capabilities of others? Maybe stronger than me?

My student number is 12. Hang Yi thought uneasily. Do you want me and 49 other people in this class to fight each other? No...... I just wrote the word "game" on a piece of paper without thinking about it, just because I love playing games. How did you come up with the idea of using it to fight?

The most apprehensive is Mi Xiaolu. I'm not in this class, I don't have a student number for this class! However, the owner of the seat I am sitting in now did not come to class today. Could it be that providence wants me to replace him in this competition?

The people on the podium could see that the 50 people below were thinking about things related to themselves. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if this situation was in his vision. "Alright, my mission is accomplished. Luckily, one of you will see me again in a year's time. I look forward to seeing him or her again. ”

After saying this, the English teacher's body 'twitched' violently as before, and it seemed that something 'twitched' out of the body and floated away. As if he had woken up from a sleep, he looked at the people below in a daze, looking confused, obviously not knowing what had just happened.

The 50 students in the audience, seeing the look and eyes of the person above, understood that their English teacher had returned. But for a while, no one in the classroom spoke. What just happened was like a dream for everyone in this classroom.

At this moment, the bell rang for the break in between. The English teacher could only announce the end of the class in a daze.

Hang Yi looked at Mi Xiaolu and wanted to ask him what he had written on the paper just now. But Mi Xiaolu just glanced at him, then stood up without saying a word and walked out of the classroom. In his hand, he clenched the piece of paper tightly and tucked it in his pocket. Hang Yi understood, he didn't want to let himself know. Not only him, but everyone in this class now has a secret.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew into his heart, which made him shudder - is it really as the "old god" said, this cruel competition will start from now on? F