Chapter 001
Chaoyang No. 3 Middle School, a large lecture hall.
Nearly 100 refugee teenagers who were placed in this school to prepare for the college entrance examination five days later sat quietly in it.
“Ahem…” On
the podium, the principal of Chaoyang No. 3 Middle School.
An old man dressed in a Zhongshan suit who looked a little old coughed hard and began to speak:
“Children, you are all good!”
“It has been a year and a half since the Shuofeng City Domain was destroyed by SSS-level ferocious beasts, no one expected that you would be able to cross the wilderness of 100,000 li and come to the town of No. 8-55 in our Winter City, it is really hard!”
“The old man knows that you need to rest, so he will not talk nonsense and directly convey the notice above.”
“The Education Department of Winterfell City learned of your situation and lowered the three standard lines for your college entrance examination in five days.”
“The university line has been reduced from the fourth stage of the martial artist to one stage, and the source energy talent has reached the six-star requirement unchanged. The military service line was lowered from the first section of the warrior to the seventh stage of the quasi-warrior. The passing line was lowered from seven to four dan for prospective warriors.
“Even students who can’t pass the exam don’t have to worry, the Winter Domain Education Department has granted a one-year probation.”
The voice fell.
The hundreds of refugee teenagers below were all excited.
“Great! That’s great!
“I’m a quasi-martial artist of the seventh stage, and I can enter the army to cultivate and become stronger!” Only by becoming stronger can you survive in this dangerous world! ”
The college line is lowered to the warrior section? Hahaha, I had a chance to get into college!
“I’m a quasi-martial artist of the fifth dan, can I only go to labor labor? I’m not willing! I’m not willing to just be an ordinary person! ”
…”
A group of refugee teenagers who have survived a great catastrophe that can be called a human catastrophe, some ecstatic, some unwilling.
Li Xu is one of these unwilling people.
“Five days later, in the college entrance examination, I am now a quasi-martial artist of the third stage, and I have not even reached the passing line of the lower requirements.”
“Even if I can postpone the exam for one year, with my talent, I will at most pass the passing line after one year, and I can still only serve hard labor, which is four years shorter.”
Li Xu clenched his fists, feeling strongly unwilling.
He is a traverser, eighteen years ago, born into this world.
Ferocious beasts, secret realms, invasions of races in another world, cults, demons and demons, and many other things that only existed in online texts in previous lives are all real in this world.
People rely on technology, source energy martial arts, and a very small number of forces from secret realms to fight these dangers.
But it has been at a huge disadvantage.
Therefore, everyone who becomes an adult has to shoulder responsibilities.
And what exactly this responsibility is determined by the college entrance examination results.
The three lines that the old principal talked about just now.
The college line, the military service line, the passing line, is the standard.
If you cross the college line, you can go to college, if you cross the military service line, you can choose to serve four years of military service, and you can only serve six years of labor after crossing the passing line.
Li Xu can actually accept military service.
Because military service can obtain cultivation resources and continue to become stronger.
But if you serve in labor, then there is no way to obtain cultivation resources, and you can only be an ordinary person for the rest of your life.
“In my life, can I really only be an ordinary person?”
Just when Li Xudu was about to accept reality.
Suddenly, in my mind, a pleasant electronic voice sounded.
“Ding-dong! Detecting that the host is over eighteen years old, the strongest fusion system starts to start!
At the same time, a progress bar popped up in front of his eyes that only he could see
: “System starting: 0.001%… 0.002%…” ”
System?”
Li Xu couldn’t help but be stunned, reacted, and was immediately surprised.
“My Goldfinger has finally arrived?!”
It was because the environment was not right, Li Xucai forced down the excitement in his heart, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the progress bar in front of him.
After a moment, he frowned slightly.
The system progress bar seems to be a bit slow to improve.
Every 5 seconds, it rises by 0.001%.
In other words, it is up 0.012% per minute, 0.76% per hour, and less than 20% in a day.
“With such a speed increase, if this system is to start, won’t it have to wait until after the college entrance examination?”
……
The old headmaster on the podium.
At this time, several teachers began to distribute subsidies to hundreds of refugee teenagers present one by one.
The supplies for more than 100 people were quickly distributed.
The old principal asked kindly:
“Everyone is a mobile phone, three sets of school uniforms, a thousand yuan subsidy, a thousand yuan meal card, and ten cultivation medium grade source energy stones.
Li Xu was paying attention to the system, and he counted it casually when he heard the sound.
No one raised their hands in the lecture hall either.
The old principal spoke again:
“Since there is no omission, then the rest of the time, all students can move freely.”
After that, the old principal coughed and left slowly.
A famous teacher left behind him.
However, just after walking out of the classroom and out of sight of the students, the old principal suddenly stopped and turned to look at a middle-aged man dressed as a teacher next to him:
“Colonel Liu, have all your devices started running?”
The middle-aged man replied in a deep voice: “Principal Chu rest assured, all the devices are operating normally.”
The
old principal sighed and shook his head:
“I rather hope that your devices are not running, and if you do that, it is equivalent to saying that you don’t trust those children at all…”
Colonel Liu said calmly:
“Last month, on the 12th, 15th, and 26th, towns 8-22, 8-67, and 8-55 in Winterfell, cultists disguised as refugee teenagers one after another, mixed into middle schools, and secretly held rituals to summon evil spirits to cause trouble in the school, resulting in hundreds of students being killed.”
“All I did was make sure that such a tragedy would not happen again, and Old Principal Chu didn’t want such a thing to happen in Chaoyang Middle School, right?”
“Eh, I’m old, I can’t talk about you.”
The old headmaster who heard his words slumped for a moment, then shook his head and walked away slowly.