Fang Xiaoling stood in the sea of flowers, and lines of words began to appear in the air in front of her eyes.

She realized that she was in the process of taking the exam.

She didn't know when she would start to lose her memory, but she looked left and right, and found that the words that emerged followed her gaze and remained in the center at all times, which should be an important note before the official exam.

"What's the use, I don't remember it afterwards anyway." Fang Xiaoling muttered to herself to focus her attention and saw the text in front of her clearly:

Hello classmate, you have drawn the topic of [Loneliness].

This is a fundamental compulsory course for everyone's soul, and if a person never learns to be alone with himself and is always afraid of being alone, it can easily lead to unhealthy relationships.

As human beings, we must first learn to get along with ourselves and have a belief in the value and meaning of our own existence, so that we can make our souls more stable and not distort our souls at will in order to get the company of other souls.

A strong and stable soul will eventually attract other souls who truly appreciate it, rather than disrespecting it or even trying to transform it.

"What's the matter, such a long paragraph, is it chicken soup for the soul?" Fang Xiaoling continued to look at the remaining sentences:

If you have chosen a spiritual school, are you willing to do some inner tinkering to make your soul stronger?

In the spirit of spirituality, I must remind you that this exam is extremely dangerous, with a survival rate of 3.64% for all previous candidates.

Now, you can still decide if you want to proceed with this exam or not.

Keep your eyes on the decision you want to make for five seconds, and you can change your decision at any time before the countdown ends.

"It's really long-winded......" Fang Xiaoling stared at the [Continue] option, and a deafening countdown sounded around her:

5.

4.

3.

2.

Are you really sure you want to continue with the exam?

In fact, you can also look away for a while, think it calmly and clearly, and then make a decision.

……

All right.

1.

The surrounding scene began to change, Fang Xiaoling sighed, and thought: Who set such a rambling exam procedure?

The scene is reborn as a chessboard-like ground, with different forms of lifeforms standing in each grid.

The reason why they are said to be living beings is because they are not all humans, they have different appearances, some are cute, and some can be called demons and rakshasas.

Another line of words floated out of Fang Xiaoling's sight:

Keep an eye on the guide you want to select for five seconds, and you can change the guide selection at any time before the countdown ends, or look at the button below to make a random selection.

After the procrastination just now, Fang Xiaoling really wanted to make [random selection], but she didn't forget Jiang Tongtong's reminder before.

This is no joke.

Fang Xiaoling walked unhurriedly on the line of the chessboard, carefully selecting her guiding spirit.

Each time it passes, the guide will make its own voice.

This made her realize that what these guides said was the only clue that distinguished her from each of them.

"I will give you abundant financial resources to help you overcome obstacles on the road to complete the project!" The red-faced monster with goat's horns smiled and said, "Choose me, whether you are rich or poor, your subject will not change, why don't you complete it more comfortably?" ”

"Don't, just look at your appearance and know it's unreliable." Fang Xiaoling continued to walk forward.

"This lady, believe me, you will need protection and companionship on your lonely journey." The man in the tuxedo bowed gentlemanly to her.

Fang Xiaoling shook her head and said, "Although you have cut the topic, but no, you are too handsome." ”

"Is handsome also wrong? Huh? Don't go? ”

Fang Xiaoling ignored the retention of the man behind her, and continued to walk forward, shaking her head incessantly along the way, and unconsciously completed the two lines.

Those guide spirits were all scrambling to express what benefits they could bring to Fang Xiaoling, and some of the things that the guide spirits said could also have something to do with the subject of [loneliness], but most of them seemed to have nothing to do with the subject.

Isn't there one that makes me feel reliable?

Fang Xiaoling thought in her heart and suddenly stood still.

The red-lipped beauty next to her covered her mouth and smiled: "Sure enough, the final decision is to choose me." You can rest assured, with me, there will be countless men gathering towards you, and any lonely subject can be easily completed. ”

Fang Xiaoling didn't answer her, but took a step back.

She turned her head to look at the woman in the wizard's hat beside her, dressed in a black dress with bangs almost covering her eyes.

"Why don't you speak?" Fang Xiaoling looked down her somewhat dirty sleeves, and from the cuffs, the woman's fingers could be seen, and even the nails were painted black.

Hearing this inquiry, the woman slowly raised her eyes to look at her, but still did not say a word, and withdrew her gaze again.

"That's her!" Fang Xiaoling shouted.

There was no response from the surroundings, and she remembered that the rule was to stare for five seconds.

In this way, with the loud countdown, all the surrounding guiding spirits disappeared, leaving only the woman who looked like a wizard that Fang Xiaoling had just chosen.

It's as if everything has come to a standstill and the chessboard hasn't changed.

The woman looked at her, a shallow smile on her face, and said, "My name is Wu Na." ”

Fang Xiaoling originally thought that this guide spirit couldn't speak, but after listening to the other party's self-introduction of her name, she also wanted to say: Hello, my name is Fang Xiaoling, please give me more advice next.

But it didn't come out of the way.

Her brain stopped working as if it were down, and she gradually forgot what she had just wanted to say from the beginning when she wanted to speak. From asking when to leave, to wanting to ask when you are coming?

"Where am I?" Fang Xiaoling looked left and right, and muttered again, "Why do I exist?" ”

Splitting headaches.

The air around them began to shatter and explode like glass.

Her consciousness gradually blurred, and Fang Xiaoling could feel that someone was vaguely grabbing her hand.

She also held the man's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that the other party would leave.

The soul is like a kite blown into the air by the wind, fluttering, flying, undulating lightly.

She wasn't afraid, for she was sure that the man was always tugging at the other end of the long line and would never let go.

I don't know how long it had been drifting like this, but the strong sunlight forced her to frown.

Fang Xiaoling opened a gap in her eyes and saw the moldy wall.

"Xiaoling! Are you awake? The hijab boy in the school uniform let go of his hand and stood up nervously, "That...... You drank too much last night, I ......"

"Zhang Junming?" Fang Xiaoling sat up and covered her head in severe pain, "Hiss-oh my God, my head hurts...... Where am I? ”

"Ahh I'll pour you water. Zhang Junming hurriedly picked up the worn-out kettle from the bedside table and poured half a bowl of hot water, "This is my house, you drank too much last night, and then ......"

"Ouch, I know I drank too much last night, what about Zeyu?" Fang Xiaoling lifted the quilt with a disgusted face, "Where are my shoes?" ”

"I brushed it for you, you drank too much last night and vomited all over your shoes, so ......"

"I'm really convinced, what are you bringing me to your house for?" She looked around, found her leather shoes on the windowsill, and wanted to walk barefoot to get them, but found that the ground was pitch black, "What does your house smell?" Bring me my shoes! ”

"It's boring, huh?" Zhang Junming smelled it himself, and he really didn't feel any smell, he handed the bowl over, "Xiaoling, you drink saliva first, I put the shoes in the basin and brush them for you, and they haven't dried yet." ”

"Ouch, I'll go ......" Fang Xiaoling was about to scold him, the pain and dizziness in her head came up again, and she said helplessly, "Classmate Zhang Junming, even if I really vomit my shoes, you can just wipe them with a rag, as for washing from the inside out?" Can leather shoes be washed like that? Do you know what kind of skin this is?

Forget it, it's all in vain, bring it to me! ”

"Right...... I'm sorry, I didn't know that these shoes couldn't be cleaned......" Zhang Junming was like a child who had done something wrong, handing the shoes over.

(End of chapter)