Chapter 192: Chance Encounter (1)

Five hours later, the young man yawned and opened his eyes, revealing that the four-man tent had been inhabited by another prospective explorer who looked equally young and feminine in appearance.

"You've woken up friend," the prospective explorer sat on the edge of the hard plasticized bed, smiling and greeting, "My name is Hormeer H. Deede, and I am also a candidate for this Grina City Explorer Time Test, you can call me Didi." ”

"Hello Mr. Didi," replied the young man in a slightly perfunctory tone, smiling similarly at Didi's very neutral hoarse voice, "I'm Ruda D. Whale." ”

"Can I call you Whale then?" Didi was stunned for a moment, and asked with a strange smile.

"Of course you can," although he was not very enthusiastic before, but in response to Didi's enthusiastic performance, the young man said with a very easy-going personality: "Mr. Didi, do you know how many prospective explorers are in the camp now?" ”

"1,467," Didi replied without pause when he heard the young man's question, "If it weren't for the fact that there were not enough tents to live in, I wouldn't have bothered you." ”

"There's no sign of mine on this tent," said the young man, shaking his head, "and you don't have to bother." ”

"But after all, you moved in first," Didi said seriously, "and moved in more than four hours before me."

As one of the first of 1,786 prospective explorers to arrive at the Dubbard Lab camp, you have every reason to stay alone in this tent for a better rest. ”

Slightly stunned, realizing that Didi's concept, which was completely different from his own, should be the product of the ubiquitous class education in the Beilun Republic, the young man changed the subject and asked: "Mr. Didi, since so many preparatory explorers have arrived at the camp, do the scientists of the Dubred Laboratory say when they will start the task of collecting plant specimens?" ”

"Not yet," Didi said, "I think the scientists will probably wait until all the candidates for the Explorer Practical Examination are all present before they issue their missions." ”

The young man listened, nodded in agreement and said, "It seems that this should be the case, I will go out to see Mr. Didi first, please take care of yourself." So he got up and walked out of the tent.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the tent, Didi suddenly whispered, "Mr. Huier, you should actually call me Miss Didi." ”

The young man stopped, looked back at Didi with a bright smile, and said with an embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry Miss Didi, the light in the tent is too dark. Then he turned and sped up and walked out of the tent.

It's getting late outside the tent, and thousands of prospective explorers are talking to each other in bright light, anxiously waiting for the scientists at the Dubred Laboratory to announce their mission...

"There are a total of 1,786 candidates in Grina City who participated in the practical assessment this time, and there are more than 1,500 people left after removing 10%, and now there are more than 1,500 reserve explorers in the camp, why don't they release tasks."

"It's just walking through the jungle of a low-intensity savage planet, not as dangerous as you think, you can't reduce the number to 90%, and 90% of 1786 is 1600 instead of 1500.

Madison, you should really do some math before you come to the Explorer Practical Assessment. ”

"I'm not good at math, but I know that you can get your brains out with just one shot.

Wait, I see my friend, Huil, my younger friend, it looks like you arrived at camp before I did..."

The young man, filled his ears with the cacophony of the would-be explorers, walked among them, strolling towards the edge of the tent area, when he suddenly heard someone shouting his name.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, he saw the strong man with whom he had a good conversation. Hono, waving excitedly, strode towards him. "Mr. Madson, I am glad to see you safe and sound at the Dubred Lab camp. Seeing that there were no obvious injuries on Madson's body, the young man stepped forward casually and said with a smile.

"Whale, I didn't expect you to be able to walk through the jungle so quickly alone," Madson replied laughing, "It seems that your 'metal man' is much more powerful than I thought." ”

"It's not that my fighting machinery is powerful, it's that this dense forest may not be as dangerous as you thought, as your companion just said." The young man smiled and said modestly.

"You may think so," Madson said, pouting and lowering his voice, "but he's just posturing."

As an F-class elemental, I thought it would play a major role in such a small team expedition with limited equipment, but I didn't expect it to become the biggest 'source of danger'. ”

"What's wrong?" The young man couldn't help but ask curiously.

"When attacked by primitive creatures, he would choose to attack with a high heat element," Madson sighed, "almost set the whole jungle on fire, and even worse, the rest of the team thought he was powerful."

I'm already planning to break away from that team, my companions are all of this kind of awareness, and even if they have some combat effectiveness, the chances of passing the explorer's practical assessment are very small. ”

In the case that the strength cannot form a 'suppression', consciousness is indeed the most important element in the exploration of the primordial planet, which sounds illusory, but it is the truth, so after listening to Madson's words, the young man nodded in understanding and did not persuade.

"Have you changed your mind and formed a team to carry out the task." Seeing the young man's performance, Madson admired him even more, and although he knew that there was little hope, he still asked with a glimmer of hope.

"No, but if I change my mind, you'll be the first choice for the group." The young man said with a smile.

Madson smiled a little disappointed and said, "Then I'll wait for you to change your mind." ”

While the two were talking, several scientists in white robes strode to the tent area under the protection of more than 10 professional soldiers.

"Please be silent," a sergeant who looked like an orderly shouted over a megaphone, "Commander of the Dubred Laboratory Garrison, Lointe. Major Kant will now give a lecture to you. ”

The sergeant's use of the word 'admonition' aroused the resentment of many prospective explorers, but no one expressed it.

After the sergeant finished speaking, a tall and thin young officer with the rank of major said with a serious expression: "Fellow explorers from the Federation of Virgin States, first of all, I would like to congratulate you on standing in the field camp of the Spear Gun 19i Star Dubard Laboratory and listening to my lecture.

Because 102 of your former companions have died in the jungles of the primordial planet, you are lucky not to be on this list..."

Hearing that nearly 6% of the candidates had been eliminated just by looking for a field camp, the surviving 1,684 pre-explorers let out a muffled noise.

While the other candidates couldn't help but whisper, the young man in the crowd looked at a female scientist from the Duberd Laboratory who was not far away with a pale, extremely delicate face, slender limbs, and a strange smile on her face.

"As prospective explorers, don't you even understand the need to be quiet when listening to people's teachings?" Major Kant looked at the noisy prospective explorers in front of him, and said in a dissatisfied voice: "If the elimination rate of less than 6% makes you so frightened, then I can reiterate to you that the Federation allows you to abandon the explorer practice test at any time. ”

Hearing the Major's words, the Preparatory Explorers of Grina City gradually quieted down, and suddenly a strong Preparatory Explorer asked loudly, "Rointe. Major Kant, how do you know that the prospective explorers who have not yet arrived at the camp are dead? ..., maybe they're just slower to cross the jungle..."

"It's already dark," Kant said indifferently as he interrupted the prospective explorer's questioning, "and it's time for the savage creatures that live on Spear 19i to start hunting.

This can also be regarded as a piece of advice to you, when collecting plant specimens, do not leave the camp too far, and do not camp alone in the jungle overnight.

This jungle is inhabited by real savage creatures, remembered as savage creatures, not primitive planetary protectives infected by brute creature cells.

Okay, now I would like to ask Professor Ferro Y. Dupard from the Dubard Laboratory to explain to you what kind of plant specimens you need to collect, Professor Todd, Professor Todd..."

Dupard screamed a few times, and a middle-aged scientist with long hair and a slightly fat body who stood behind him and frowned all the time, thinking about something in a daze, came back to his senses and said in a trance: "Major Kant, are you finished?" ”

"Yes, Professor Dupard," said the Major, in a tone of complete respect that was different from that of the prospective explorers, "you can explain to these candidates what plant specimens need to be collected for the Explorer Practical Examination." ”

Dupard nodded, manipulated the professional-grade projector on his wrist, and projected a projection of a broad-leaved plant with jagged edges on the edge of the leaf vine in mid-air, and said directly to the topic: "Candidates, first of all, this plant I named 'Saw Blade Tree', I need you to find the larvae of this tree, that is, plants less than 50 centimeters..."

With the help of a projector, Dupard showed the prospective explorers a total of 31 different types of plants, and finally said: "There are probably only a few plant species that you need to collect specimens, Professor Rodmona, do you have anything else to add?" ”

"There's nothing to add to Professor Todd's plant species," the female scientist whispered, retracting her vague gaze that had been wandering over the young man, "but I would like to be able to collect plant specimens with these prospective explorers, and I hope you will allow it." ”

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Before the mechanical exhibition opened, the pigs were almost exhausted to death, 55555 quack

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