The door creaked open, but Lynch, who came in, was unnoticed by the children in the hall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

These children were obviously much older than Lynch, all over the age of ten, and they were the ones who had given up on taking the second test two years ago, and most of them would come back to take the test under family pressure, and no one in the inner ring would want to be banished to the outer ring unless their own night watchman was not dead.

Lynch's arrival did not attract anyone's attention, although he was obviously much smaller than the other children, and there was a circle of black around his eyes, which should be more noticeable, but almost no one looked at him, and even if anyone did, it was only a glance.

The little girls were almost all crying quietly, most of the boys were sad and restless, and a few sat gloomily in the corner, not saying a word.

Lynch counted the number of people, about twenty, all of whom had succeeded in becoming possessed, and there were nearly a hundred children who had been about the same age as him before.

Lynch found a corner and sat down, and not far from him sat a boy as well. He covered his left cheek and lowered his head.

After a while, another group of children came into the hall, most of them about the same age as Lynch, and some even shorter than Lynch—because of malnutrition. They were also dressed very differently from the children in front of them.

Obviously, these children are the possessors from the Outer Ring this year. Lynch, who didn't know how long he would have to wait, simply closed his eyes and began to sleep, probably because his talent was used too much, and he was a little sleepy now.

He soon fell asleep.

"Wake up, wake up!"

Lynch, who felt that he had only slept for five minutes, barely opened his eyes and found that the hall was densely packed with children, and on the platform in the middle stood Chalmer, who was still smiling and talking. It's Chalmo again, what kind of leader is this person?

A dazed Lynch rubbed his aching eyes, sat up straight, and found a little boy with curly brown hair next to him looking at him with a smile on his face.

He was the one who woke me up.

"I see you've been sleeping here for a long time, and the old man has started talking, and you're still sleeping, so I'll wake you up. He whispered to Lynch.

No one in the entire hall made a sound except for Chalmo speaking.

“...... This time it's up to you to choose, but you should all understand the cost of your choices, but don't worry, you have a year to think it through, and now, the boys and girls will stand apart, someone will take you to your accommodation, and you can rest for a while. ”

This time it was a few children who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old who came in to lead the team, and under their organization, a group of people divided into several teams and left the hall in an orderly manner.

Lynch stumbled through the middle of the group, and for some reason, his head hurt more and more after a good night's sleep.

"Are you alright?" the ginger still followed Lynch, "Your face doesn't look good." ”

"It's fine. Lynch shook his head: "What did Chalmer say just now?"

"Hmm...... I don't really understand what I heard. It seems to be the outer ring area - is it us?" he scratched his head with his right hand: "It's what kind of basic knowledge education we are going to carry out for a year, and what choices do we have to make after a year, ah, I really don't understand too much, or I really don't understand after listening to him talk for a while, and then I suddenly find that you are sleeping next to you, I wonder if I should wake you up, but he seems to have talked about it for a while." Hey, I've never seen an old man that old, he has a long beard. ”

He smiled at Lynch.

This kid was different from the ones Lynch had seen in the Outer Ring District before, he at least talked a lot, and his face was a little aura, and he looked very clever.

"That's right. He suddenly leaned over, lowered his voice, lowered his head and whispered to Lynch, "Is that circle of black around your eyes where those monsters are staying? Is it in your eyes? Does it hurt? Can I touch it so obviously?"

What is this all about? What is the place where the monster stays? This kid really doesn't talk in tune, and what is around his eyes?

Lynch stepped back to prevent him from getting too close: "What do you say is in the eye?"

"It's black!" the child scratched his messy red hair with his right hand, and then stretched out his finger to draw a circle around his eyes: "That's it!

He leaned over again and held out his left hand to Lynch. If this mysterious appearance can be enlarged in his teens, it may look very much like a lewd man who buys a disc.

Lynch didn't even have time to touch his own eye sockets and watched as the lewd child's left hand opened in front of him.

There was a long slit in the middle of his hand that looked like the size of a mouth.

Then the gap opened, and it was really a mouth, and Lynch saw a few red, broken teeth.

"Ahh......h

The moment it made a sound, the alarm in Lynch's heart was prominent, and he jumped back a big step at once, and at that moment just now, Lin Qi even felt that this mouth could eat him in one bite.

The surrounding children also had some commotion after hearing the sound, and they all stayed away from the source of the sound. Thankfully, the street was wide enough not to cause blockages.

This movement also attracted the big kid who led the team, and he slapped the head directly at the source of the scourge who was looking at his left hand in a daze, and shouted at him at the same time: "Hold your hand!"

The red-haired man who reacted hurriedly grabbed his left hand, and the sound of the mouth in his hand finally became smaller and quieter, and finally disappeared.

"Didn't you remember what the Chief said? Be careful if you overuse it now, and you will become a monster!

The red-haired kid with a flushed face followed the older kid and glanced at Lynch aggrievedly.

Lynch was thoughtful.

Will there still be any remnants of spirits left after the test to be used as a source of power? It seems that these children can actually sense the presence of spirits in their bodies.

Lynch suddenly remembered the scream in his ear before the star chart appeared.

Looks like some kind of monster inside me died miserably. Spirits are their gifts, and I am different from them.

The accident was eliminated and the team moved forward again.

The eternal flame blooms.

Leslie, a descendant of the flame and the current leader of the royal family, stood alone on the high platform, gazing at the source of the brilliant and undazzling light, feeling the flame with his soul and resonating with it. This is a natural advantage of being a descendant. His red hair was as conspicuous as a burning flame at this time.

Then a hand was placed on his shoulder, interrupting him.

"Your Highness, forgive me for the interruption, but according to the regulations, today is the day of the fire, and we should buy firewood. ”

Leslie didn't look back, he knew it was Chalmo.

He tried to control his facial muscles so that he didn't make any changes in his twitches, and he tried to control his voice to make it look natural.

"Chief Green. ”

He and Chalmer walked down the platform and watched as the cloaked Night's Watch carried huge barrels up the platform.

The flames on the small platform around the high platform were all gone.

Leslie watched as the black liquid in the barrel tumbled, bubbling and bubbling, and occasionally a different human face floated up in the tumble, opened its mouth wide and let out a silent wail, and then sank again. As the Night's Watch approached the flames, a humanoid object made of the black liquid rose from the liquid and tried to climb out of the barrel, but was blocked by an invisible wall.

He had seen it many times, but he still felt disgusting.

The Night's Watch poured the liquid down towards the flames that burned like flowers.

"Boom", although the flame did not change on the surface, it became more vigorous in the perception of Leslie, Chalmer and others.

The scattered bells rang through the former imperial city, and the people of the lower city could go out again.