Chapter 7 Test Item 1
Wang Miao's eyes widened as she looked at the calligraphy and painting. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Gradually, he discovered the reason for the wrong, Officer Huang was still writing, but the further he wrote, the words written in front of him slowly disappeared.
Wang Miao could see very clearly that the words originally written in black ink were gradually disappearing, and in the blink of an eye, they became blank again.
Wang Miao couldn't help but slander,
"Do you still use a trick to do a test, what is this for? Train charlatans, or teach magic?"
The others were not surprised, Officer Huang finished writing, put down the brush, and after a while, all the words on the painting disappeared, and there was not a trace of ink, and it was as good as ever, and then he said to Wang Miao, "The test will start immediately, what I say below is very important, you have to listen carefully."
First, the test is divided into three times, two in the morning and one in the afternoon, and the total score of the three scores is passed.
Second, the matter of the test shall not be disclosed in any form to anyone outside the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and violators will be severely punished.
Third, follow any instructions. ”
After speaking, he stood up and let Wang Miao sit on the chair, Wang Miao didn't understand a little, and wanted to ask what it meant?
"Pick up the pen, write your name, and when you're done, concentrate on the changes in the words," the officer next to him said.
Wang Miao could only comply, write down her name, put down her pen, and looked at the words she wrote, as if she wanted to find out the secret of the disappearance of the Yellow Team Officer's writing just now.
After a while, he found that the extremely ugly two characters Wang Miao that he had written slowly twisted, twisted and twisted, and gradually squeezed into a ball, like ink dripping into water, gradually spreading, from thick to light, from light to silk, and finally into nothingness.
Wang Miao was shocked, and just wanted to ask Officer Huang what was going on, but the calligraphy and painting seemed to come to his face, wrapping him tightly in it, making him unable to move, and in an instant, he felt that he had fallen into a white world.
Wang Miao lost all his sensory functions at this time, he couldn't hear, he couldn't touch, and he couldn't step on the real place, and when he was at a loss, a female voice like a heavenly voice came into his ears.
"The Goddess Eleven system is activated, the test instruction is received, the number is No. YDT1028 Wang Miao, meet the test conditions, and begin to enter the world of test one task, tester Wang Miao, please complete two tasks, the first item, go up the mountain, find two old men playing chess in five minutes, the countdown begins,"
The fog-like world in front of me gradually dispersed, and the scenery gradually became clear within the line of sight.
It's a mountain, lush and full of trees, and a sheep's gut trail that hides in it and winds its way up.
Wang Miao struggled to run up the trail, he was really shocked, although the voice told him that this was the mission world.
But he really couldn't think of the mountain, the woods, the path, and the sky, everything in front of him as a so-called virtual mission world, because there was no sensory difference between this place and the real world he thought it was.
He understood something.
It must have been an incomparably magical, powerful supercomputer that brought him into an environment that simulated reality, but where was the system? Was it the picture? How did he get in?
He didn't know that the contrast between a retro world and such an ultra-modern simulated reality system was too great, which was beyond his comprehension, and he could only think that this was the world of gods, and everything was a masterpiece of gods.
The dead and the resurrection have come over, what else is unacceptable, Wang Miao thought while running, turned around and couldn't help scolding,
"I don't know what the so-called broken system means? Throw me on the mountain, don't you know that I hate climbing the mountain the most?"
"The tester has a slander against the goddess system, the first warning, the second time will directly deduct the points, and depending on the severity of the situation, punishment will be given. ”
Wang Miao was startled and thought, "Is this okay?"
Don't dare to think about it anymore, read the digital timer, and continue to run.
When he counted to 132 and was tired and out of breath, he saw from a distance that halfway up the mountainside, beside the path, in a bamboo pavilion, two old men were playing chess leisurely.
Wang Miao gasped for a while, her breathing gradually stabilized, and she walked over slowly, pretending to look at the scenery while observing the two old men.
When I walked to the pavilion, a voice sounded in my ears,
"The first task is complete, please wait for the second task,"
Wang Miao couldn't help but scold, so she could only continue to walk around the pavilion.
"A white-bearded old man and a gray-bearded old man, both dressed in white, play Go? I don't know how to play Go, do you want me to play chess with these two old men? Probably not, if so, there are many people who can't play Go, and they all admit defeat directly?"
Wang Miao found a stone next to him and sat down, looking at it and thinking,
"What would it be? Compete in martial arts? Or just admit defeat and see who can run fast? It's too outrageous, looking for something? Huh?"
Wang Miao couldn't sit still, seeing that the two old men were still playing chess, they didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, they walked directly into the pavilion, and observed more carefully, not letting go of the slightest.
"A stone table, two stone benches, two old men, a pair of Go, each with a jar for chess pieces, and on the stone table, um? a book, a knife, and a sword, this is the rhythm of blood. Wang Miao speculated maliciously.
The two old men couldn't help but reach out and stroke their beards when Wang Miao didn't exist like air, and they played chess with a comfortable expression, and only occasionally played tricks, they couldn't help but reach out and stroke their beards, and praised,
"Good chess, good chess. ”
"I'm really curious, what kind of mission is it?" Wang Miao circled around the two old men.
"Squeak, squeak," a few monkey cries attracted Wang Miao's attention, a group of monkeys appeared in his sight, it turned out that there were some peach trees around the pavilion, at this time it happened that the peaches were ripe, and the monkeys climbed up and down on the peach trees to pick peaches to eat.
Wang Miao carefully observed the monkeys and peach trees, looked at it for a while, was a little disappointed, and suddenly thought of something, walked out of the pavilion and looked at the sky, it should still be morning at this time, the sun was still hanging in the east, Wang Miao looked at the sky in the west again, his eyes lit up, and the moon was quietly hanging in the air.
Wang Miao surrounded the pavilion, observing the moon in the sky from all angles, frowned, walked into the pavilion to look at the table, looked at the air again, thought for a while, turned around, and watched the two old men play chess.
After watching it for a while, he remembered something, found a stone on the side of the road, and threw it on his hand, and he screamed in pain, shook his hand, threw the stone, and continued to watch them play chess.
"Young man, do you know how to play chess?" The gray-bearded old man sitting on Wang Miao's left hand side, who seemed to be tired of seeing him harm himself, asked,
"No," Wang Miao replied crisply.
"Oh, won't it? Okay, good, young man, you see, we have been friends for many years, we both like Go, and we play a few games of pastime if we have nothing to do, but we are at the same level, and we have not distinguished ourselves for so many years, and no one is convinced of anyone, so we made a decision, today we will take our respective weapons to make bets, only three games, who wins in the end, it will be determined that whose chess skills are higher than the other party, no longer arguing, the first two games we each won a game, the third game is now over, please make a decision, this game of chess we two who wins, right, you can choose a weapon to take away, wrong, hehe......”
The gray-bearded old man didn't say anything, but when he said it, it was a big list, and finally he laughed.
"Hehe, you big-headed ghost, you guessed wrong, can you still eat me?" Wang Miao scolded while listening to the task given by the system in his ear,
"The second task starts, please choose an old man as the winner within 30 seconds, the countdown begins, 30, 29 ......"
"Whose book is it?" Wang Miao asked.
"Mine, it's a chess book, and I like to study famous games. The white-bearded old man on the east side rolled his eyelids, "Young man, time is running out." ”
Wang Miao didn't say a word, reached out and took the knife, and pointed at the gray-bearded old man, "You win." He pointed to the old man with the white beard again, "He bears." ”
As soon as the words fell, the world in front of him began to shake violently, and after a while, Wang Miao fell into the same white world as before.
The difference is that this time all his senses have returned to normal, his eyes can see within a few meters, and his feet are no longer empty, stepping on the ground, Wang Miao sat down and looked at the knife in his hand.
The appearance looks no different from the two tigers' sabers, but they are a little shabby, the feel is quite heavy, the strips of cloth wrapped around the handle of the knife can no longer see the original color, the wooden scabbard, and a few cracks.
Wang Miao slowly pulled out the blade, it looked good, the back of the knife was slightly thicker, the whole body was snowy, the cold light was shining, Wang Miao tried to scratch the hem of the clothes, it was actually very sharp, it was broken at one touch, Wang Miao was very satisfied, and looked closer, and found that there were two words engraved on the knife body.
"Breaking boundaries. ”
"Breaking boundaries? Good name, not bad. ”
Wang Miao wanted to pull out the hair and try if this knife could reach the level of blowing hair and breaking hair in the legend, and the graceful and annoying voice sounded in his ears again,
"The second test is about to start, you have a minute to rest, be ready, 60,59......"