The intertwined black threads seemed to be in their state of mental strength, rampaging through the room.

They slammed their hosts with sharp fronts.

It was a silent scene, but it seemed to have a sharp voice, shouting, excited, and carnivaling throughout the room.

Madness spreads in it, like a smiling clown's face under a mournful mask.

Absurd and funny.

The black threads were entangled, and in this enclosed space they turned into a withered vine, and they bared their teeth and claws to attack the healers present.

Almost none of the therapists present dared to take the initiative.

For nothing else, most of these orcs who have fallen into genetic disorders are carnivorous orcs.

They are inherently aggressive.

Not to mention losing your mind like this now.

The intimidating power of their bodies makes it difficult for these therapists to move an inch.

The examiner looked at their hesitant expressions and shook his head secretly.

Each level of the healer carries with it an unbridgeable chasm.

Many healers stay in the C-class because they are afraid of the orcs they encounter in actual combat.

But the empire has fallen into a genetic disorder of thousands of soldiers, and it is impossible to count.

There will always be a huge shortage of therapists, and until now, there is still not enough.

In particular, B-level therapists who can stand alone are even rarer.

Starting with a B level, plus a therapist with a and S level, there is not more than a C level.

A lot of therapists stop there.

The examiner thought of this, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

They couldn't stay in this place for long, so he turned on the give up button, and his voice was as calm as usual.

"If you want to give up, you just need to press the button at hand."

He'd seen too many of these therapists.

If the genetic disorder is not solved, the shortage of therapists will always be like this.

When will the orcs be able to break free from the confines of genetic diseases and be truly free?

Maybe I'll never see this day again.

He watched as one orc after another chose to give up.

Watch their depressed figures slowly leave their sight.

There was a surge of amazement in my heart.

A C-level therapist is also good enough to make a good living.

It is not necessary to take a B level.

It's just that he still has a glimmer of anticipation.

Maybe this time they won't be wiped out?

Finally, only a petite figure remained in the huge room.

He was sad and glad at the same time.

It is very complicated.

Jiang Tang felt that there were fewer and fewer orcs around him, until finally he was the only one left.

Jiang Tang watched the invigilator's expression change and change, and finally stepped forward and asked politely, "When will the exam start?" ”

The invigilator glanced at Jiang Tang, and instantly thought of the origin of this human being.

To be honest, he didn't really like working with such fragile creatures.

If nothing else, it's because he's seen too many fragile lifeforms shattered before his eyes.

He didn't want to see him a second time, and he didn't want to remember it.

So he said euphemistically: "Do you want to stop thinking about it?" ”

Jiang Tang didn't seem to understand the invigilator's euphemism, and asked again, "When will it start?" ”

The proctor sighed and pressed the button to open the chains that had stopped the orcs.

His voice gradually took on the calm and impersonal of the neutral camp, becoming cold and solemn.

"Anytime."

"Candidate please, No. A0001, prepare for the exam, the content of the exam, self-healing five deep genetic disorder orcs."

"Exam time, ten hours."

"Let's get started."

As soon as Jiang Tang heard the invigilator's words, he walked towards those orcs.

She felt the aura of the Zerg on these orcs.

They are supposed to be fighters on the front line, and because of their close contact with the Zerg, they are contaminated with these riotous emotions.

But......

Jiang Tang still couldn't figure out what this genetic disease had to do with humans and the Zerg.

Jiang Tang always felt that he had overlooked some important information.

There's one thing that can tie that information together.

Jiang Tang thought about these things in his heart, and walked to their side firmly.

She raised her slender arms, looking extremely thin and broken in the wind.

However, there was a white glow from her wrist.

The light fell on the orcs like stars.

In just a moment, the expressions of these orcs were much better than just now.

The invigilator looked at the scene in front of him and his eyes widened slightly, and then he remembered some rumors he had heard earlier.

The proctor institution is not the same as other institutions.

The orcs of the invigilator institution basically don't go out once a year, and all the orcs are working day and night to give exam questions, judge results, and send talents to various parts of the empire.

It is the busiest institution outside of the Imperial War Department.

And because the invigilator agency needs to produce exam questions, there is little contact with those things that are online, for fear of leaking questions.

Therefore, the understanding of Jiang Tang is very backward.

But think about it differently, even the invigilator who is so late in the news knows the information about Jiang Tang, so you can imagine how important Jiang Tang is in the empire.

Even they know.

The invigilator shook the sheep's ears on his head and nodded his head uncontrollably.

It seems that the empire is still saved.

Thinking of this, the invigilator had an excited look on his face.

It's just that because I haven't made expressions all year round, it looks slightly distorted.

After Jiang Tang finished treating these orcs, he turned around and looked at the invigilator's face about to cry or not, with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and he was a little helpless and stayed in place.

What's going on?

Why do you feel like the invigilator is going to cry out loud with excitement?

Before Jiang Tang could say anything, the invigilator quickly handed over the B-level therapist's certificate to Jiang Tang, and held her hand, and said in a trembling voice: "It's really a blessing that the empire has you!" ”

Jiang Tang looked at him so excitedly, and he was a little confused.

But I also subconsciously ended up with my own documents.

Now it seems that he has passed the examination.

Jiang Tang breathed a sigh of relief, took the document, and then turned around and went out.

At the same time, the official website of the empire's healer has also updated the results of the B-level healer assessment this time.

Only Jiang Tang's name hangs on it alone.

In the remote gray galaxy, an orc with only one cat ear in ragged clothes saw Jiang Tang's name in his tattered brain.

Unlike everyone's carnival blessings, her face was full of malice, and she looked extremely vicious.

She looked at Jiang Tang's name viciously, her palm turned into a cat's paw, and she pierced the screen fiercely, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat.

"Jiang Tang!"

(End of chapter)