The Secret Saucer Division wants to invite me?

How can he be?

Can compose poetry?

Can make gunpowder?

Or is he a good-for-nothing martial artist?

Why?

Although Xu Moyan is a traverser.

But.

Not yet confident to the point of dizziness.

I can compose poems, and it is suitable to go to the academy.

Wouldn't it be more appropriate to be able to make gunpowder and go to Si Tianjian?

The secret saucer wants me to do chicken feathers?

It doesn't make sense.

What's more, he is in this strange room again, and the purpose is unknown.

Xu Moyan stood in the room, looked at the exact same layout, and confirmed that three hundred households had come in and interrogated him just now.

Afterwards.

Zhang Jin, who was quite angular, asked himself to come to this room to get equipment.

He spread his hands and made a long-nosed foreigner's antics move: Where is it?

It's a test!

Xu Moyan quickly decided that this was the induction test of a soon-to-be member of the Congregation by the Secret Saucer Division.

At last.

Draw a grade based on your performance.

Then arrange the corresponding duties.

Well...... It must be like this.

Just after the analysis, a piece of paper man fell from the roof, and without saying anything, he attacked Xu Moyan.

Xu Moyan could be dodged.

Grass! Playing yin.

This is the warlock's means.

Cut a paper figure, instill the corresponding spiritual power into the paper figure, and fight on behalf of the master.

The advantage is that the operator can avoid direct confrontation with the enemy and ensure his own safety.

The disadvantage is that the consumption of spiritual power is huge, if there are no great supplements such as elixir and immortal grass, just by meditating and breathing, it will take two days and nights for a ten-rank martial artist to fully recover his physical strength.

The higher the level, the time it takes to recover increases exponentially.

So.

The caster is either full of aura and consumes some harmless.

Either the family is wealthy and can afford such consumption.

Xu Moyan judged that the grade of the paper man was the pinnacle of the martial arts nine-rank essence martial arts realm through the blow of the paper man just now.

He is the Ten Grades of Martial Arts Health Realm, which is not a level at all.

This should be a test of combat power.

Let's see how far he can use his strength and whether he has the ability to kill in spans.

Brush Brush Brush –

While he was thinking about it, the paper man who was equal to the height of the person continuously attacked Xu Moyan's upper, middle and lower three ways at close range.

Xu Moyan was in a hurry and resisted one by one.

Since low-level martial artists do not release aura, they are all up to the point when they fight.

The paper man did not wait for Xu Moyan to react, and immediately launched a new round of attack.

Xu Moyan was forced to retreat again and again, and was soon forced into a corner, and casually ripped off a hook and inserted it directly into the pipa bone of the paper man.

"Don't play anymore, it's not fun at all, farewell."

With that, a puff of green smoke rose and the paper figure disappeared in place.

Click!

A door opened in the wall.

Xu Moyan walked in.

He saw a little servant lighting a candle.

I don't know why.

By this point, he's almost certain that it's an onboarding test.

The guard in my heart was a little less.

Fifteen candles were placed on the long table, and a young man in a green coat and a small hat lit them in turn.

Xu Moyan walked over.

The little official's face was quite proud, and he said, "There are fifteen candles on the table, and the first wind blew out three ......."

Xu Moyan interrupted him and said, "Fifteen, let's go to the next level." ”

The little official couldn't believe it, he didn't even say a question, he came up with the answer?

Is he still human?

From the establishment of the Secret Saucer Division to the present, no one has been able to come up with an answer within five breaths.

"How do you know?"

Xu Moyan walked towards the other door that had been opened, and said as he walked: "There can only be one question, how many candles are left on the table?" ”

The little official was stunned.

No one has ever thought that far ahead.

And even without saying the answer.

He didn't know how to write that evaluation.

Proceed to the next level.

Erected in front of him was a stone monument.

The stele has two lines of poetry, which reads:

Turbid wine does not dispel the tears of the country, and when it is saved, it should be a group of talents;

Fight for 100,000 skull blood, and we must try our best to save the world.

It's a good wartime poem.

As a battlefield mobilization is a good choice.

What does the sudden appearance mean here?

Dou Shi?

Crazy, right?

The Secret Disc Division is responsible for supervising hundreds of officials, and is linked with Si Tianjian to quickly respond to the enemy attack signal sent by Si Tianjian, respond as soon as possible, and nip the crisis in the capital in the bud as quickly as possible.

It's clear that putting a poem here isn't just to test my talent.

It's not a test of talent, it's a test of loyalty, patriotism, dedication, and how much confidence you have in joining the Secret Saucer organization.

To put it in layman's terms, it is to see if my thinking can be unified with theirs.

That moment.

Xu Moyan's mouth suddenly opened, like mercury pouring on the ground.

Stretched out his hand and said: "Pen and ink waiting!" ”

The clerk presented the brush and spread out the paper.

Xu Moyan stepped forward and came to the table, his expression was solemn, he thought for a while, and quickly put down his pen.

If God helps.

The pen walks the dragon snake.

In an instant, a poem leaped onto the page.

It was written:

There are tens of millions of mansions in Ande, and the cold people in the world are happy, and the wind and rain are not moving.

Alack!

When I suddenly see this house in front of me, it is enough for me to freeze to death!

After writing, he threw the pen behind him casually, put his hands behind his back, and walked towards the next level.

The little official smiled crookedly, and said in his belly: "What's the spirit, it's just a martial artist, can you read the poems you wrote?" ”

Xu Moyan just walked on his front foot.

The clerk picked up the brush and came to the table.

Oops –

"Spicy eyes!"

"Are you sure it's calligraphy?"

"Just now, I pretended to be ×, like the grass saint coming in person, and at first glance, a three-year-old child would not be painted like this."

Hey?

This poem—

The little official read it out unconsciously.

"Ander Mansion Tens of Millions ......"

The rhythm is sonorous and powerful, the momentum is like a galloping horse, the emotions are unrestrained, the character is noble, and the mind is broad.

No one has ever been so close to the Commander's intentions.

The little official couldn't help but look at the back of Xu Moyan, who was slowly walking towards the next level, his eyes were full of crystal small things.

"You're my brother."

Xu Moyan came to Xiaguan.

On the table, there is a set of gold medal clothes, wooden waist cards, and a secret saucer-style simple knife.

Isn't that just a change of clothes?

Put on your clothes, walk out of this door, and become a qualified secret saucer white servant.

He had no choice, so he could only change the original poor clothes, and after stacking them neatly, he changed into the bad clothes of the secret saucer division.

A human-height bronze mirror stands in front of the desk.

Xu Moyan walked over, and the bronze mirror reflected a burly gold medal white servant of the Secret Disc Division.

The gold medal white servant has a straight figure, a stiff facial contour, and a resolute but sharp eyes.

It seems to be able to penetrate everything.

It's handsome!

Xu Moyan sighed sincerely.

I have to say.

The secret saucer's poor clothes can outline his perfect figure even more.

Especially the waist card that symbolizes power, which makes people shudder at a glance, and the Pu knife, which is one inch wider than the county yamen's standard Pu knife, is more suitable for his well-proportioned figure.

After turning around twice in front of the bronze mirror, he was a little embarrassed to boast to himself, so he pushed open the door and walked out.

Squeak.

The door opened.

He was startled, and he saw Squint and Pockface squatting on the ground, laughing to death.

Feelings: These two grandsons can always see themselves outside!