20. Chapter 20

The dilapidated decoration of the old mental hospital gradually faded away, and Zong Jiu's surroundings turned into an endless white.

[Random task in progress]

A piece of white paper and a black pen floated down slowly from the sky and landed accurately in front of the white-haired young man.

Zong Jiu took the paper, unscrewed the pen cap, and wrote the names of Messiah and Sheng Yu on it with a flick of the pen.

Anyway, he was 100% sure of Sheng Yu. Messiah was too perfect in disguise. Even if the evidence was conclusive, Zong Jiu didn't dare to say it.

Who cares, anyway, one of them is right.

The system sounded in the empty room.

[Please wait... System testing... Answers have been submitted]

[Post-match evaluation will start soon, and transmission will be carried out immediately in 30 seconds. Transmission location: studio]

After leaving Zong Jiu's fingers, the white paper slowly floated up and spontaneously combusted.

Zong Jiu rubbed his hands, which were aching slightly from swinging the hammer too hard, and fell into deep thought.

Not only did he get the S-level item, he also did not miss the dangerous challenge, and he also stood on the shoulders of the giant Zhuge An to figure out the whole dungeon. Just relying on these points, his evaluation in this dungeon would never be low, and it would not be impossible for him to jump to the upper three levels in one fell swoop.

Thinking of this, Zong Jiu took the time to look into his arms.

The black iron box still emitted a dazzling golden light in his hand.

He opened the lid of the iron box and gently brushed over the stack of cold golden cards inside.

[It has been detected that you have an S-level item in your hand. Do you want to put it in the system backpack? ]

Zong Jiu chose yes without hesitation.

He was about to be teleported to the studio. If he didn't put it away, everyone would see the golden S-level item in his hand.

This S-level item was obtained without any effort. The only person who saw him take the item was killed by Zong Jiu with a hammer. Since no one else knew, he might as well use it as a trump card, which just happened to have an unexpected effect.

Just as he was thinking, the space began to break and reassemble again like a puzzle.

Red gold chandeliers hung from the high dome, and the gilded hanging at the end reflected the flowing viscous colors, reflecting on the crimson carpet, as if it was coated with a thick layer of magnificent minor tunes.

At some point, angel statues cast in white plaster were erected around the hall. They closed their eyes, held swords or olive branches, and looked solemn, surrounding the central golden red hall in a circle.

Zong Jiu appeared directly on the stairs belonging to the E level. When he appeared, the hall was already full of people, and many trainees were being teleported back here one after another.

The number of people and time to pass each copy is different, but everyone can appear at the same time. From this, it can be seen that the main system should have blurred the flow of time, so that all trainees, regardless of the time of passing the level, gathered in the studio at this moment.

This method and power have long been beyond the scope of human control.

Zong Jiu remembered that Zhuge An once said that the main system would blur some memories of the real world in the minds of the survivors, and a trace of deep thought appeared between his eyebrows.

The reason why he was not affected is probably because he was a book-crosser, and he did not follow the conventional process, becoming the fish that slipped through the net.

It’s a pity that Zong Jiu read too little of the original text, so little that he didn’t dig out the core of this huge infinite loop world at all. But now from his outsider’s perspective, he always feels that there is a smell of conspiracy in this thrilling trainee competition.

Alas, abandoning the text halfway is really not a good thing. If Zong Jiu had read the original text, he might be in a mess now.

About five minutes later, almost everyone was there.

Zong Jiu looked around and found that the trainees in the hall were all pale and frightened, and the number of people was almost visibly reduced by half.

What happened to those who disappeared? The result is obvious.

It seems that in this first individual show copy, the main system is determined to screen this huge group of trainees.

The trainees of the lower levels of F-level, E-level and D-level have the most severe decline in number. They were crowded before, but now there is still a lot of room for them to stand on the steps. Not to mention the lower three levels, even the upper three levels have seen a sharp decline to varying degrees, but it is said that more than a dozen of the two hundred A-levels have been lost.

The only one whose number has not decreased...

The white-haired young man raised his eyes and looked at the highest point of the entire hall.

Zong Jiu took a look from a distance, and Zhuge An and Messiah were among them. Except for the extremely mysterious No. 1 who has not yet appeared, all nine thrones are full.

In fact, Zong Jiu is also a little curious about the legendary No. 1 whose name is unknown.

However... the existence that can make people like Zhuge An afraid is not a good person.

[All trainees have gathered and the first round of post-match evaluation is about to begin]

[After each round of the sub-game, the lowest level will be eliminated. According to the rules of the game, the trainees who get F level after the re-evaluation of this round of level will be automatically put into the punishment copy]

[The punishment copy is carried out in single-player mode. As long as the eliminated trainees can survive in the single-player punishment copy, they can get a bonus resurrection opportunity and return to the competition]

As soon as the voice fell, the F-level trainees standing on the ladder below Zong Jiu all fell into a large-scale panic.

After experiencing the massacre and a real horror copy. It's hard to save a life, but after coming out, you have to re-evaluate your level?

"This is unfair. We don't have any special props like those old people. Why do you treat us like this?!"

"I don't want to stay here anymore. What kind of a shabby place is this? I want to go home..."

"It's hard to survive, why do I have to be rated again?"

No one wants to die, but the infinite loop puts a knife on everyone's head.

No one knows when the knife will fall.

The main system turned a deaf ear to all these voices.

[The level assessment starts from the lowest level. After one level assessment is completed, the assessment of the next level of trainees will begin. After all the assessments are completed, all trainees will move to the same level position]

[The assessment is divided into two parts, the first part is the system assessment, and the second part is the instructor assessment. The trainee's final assessment level will take the middle value of the two assessments]

[The number of survival points is issued according to the final assessment level. Trainees can use survival points to strengthen themselves and increase their survival rate]

[The panoramic camera is turned on...]

In the trainee dormitory, live broadcast is not turned on by default. Only in specific parts of the program will a large live broadcast room be turned on, such as the most exciting level assessment part.

The moment the main system live broadcast room was turned on, the infinite loop of viewers immediately rushed in like a tide, and large pieces of bullet screen rain came.

[Wuhu, I'm in! Finally, it's the second level assessment. I'm so nervous! ]

[My God, the number of people in the hall is visibly reduced. The newcomers are really miserable. Light the candle.jpg]

[The difficulty of this personal show is really polarized. It's amazing. I watched the live broadcast of Azan in black clothes in his live broadcast room. The newcomers passed the level steadily without any sense of horror. Who would have thought that this big guy could be considered a bodhisattva? ]

[The live broadcast room of Azan in black clothes is so peaceful? It seems that he didn't encounter anyone from the temple. The curse team and the night clan in the next venue were fighting fiercely. I remember that all the newcomers in their copy seemed to have died]

[Huh? The one above is called intense? You didn't watch the live broadcast room of Zhuge and the Son of God. In their copy, they actually encountered an unsolvable supernatural being, and there was even a ghost with different identity cards in one copy... If I remember correctly, it seems that only three people survived in this copy]

This speech is like a stone thrown into a calm water surface, and a stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.

[? ? ? Did I hear it right? Unsolvable existence? Cat puzzle.jpg]

[What the hell? Unsolvable supernatural existence? Damn, it's S-level difficulty, how could it appear in the first game? What's going on?]

While the horror trainee competition was in full swing, the endless cycle of spectators outside was not idle either.

Many data emperors and analysts posted in the forum and even found out the system's setting for the difficulty of the first dungeon.

According to the analyst, the main system is likely to set the difficulty of the personal show dungeon according to the comprehensive strength of the participating trainees. This can explain why the difficulty of the dungeon without even A-level is several spans simpler than the dungeon with S-level trainees. The reason is that there are only ten S-level trainees in total, and each of them is at the top of the strength. In order to prevent the dungeon from being too boring, the system naturally raises the average difficulty of the entire dungeon.

By the way, the analyst also spent a whole floor analyzing the dungeon of the mental hospital.

The existence of two S-level creatures shows that this instance is definitely not simple, but even so, the unsolvable supernatural existence that appeared at the end is a bit exaggerated, not to mention that there is an S-level item in the instance. So the analyst cautiously suspected that there might be another unknown existence among the participants of that instance.

"You said... no survivor found that person's live broadcast room, will it be--"

This guess is a bit scary, but it is not untenable.

The fanatical followers searched through the list and could not find the live broadcast room of No.1. After the main system almost made it clear that No.1 had superior privileges that other levels could not imagine, everyone was speculating whether that person used No.1's authority to directly shut down his live broadcast. No one knows.

Everyone couldn't help but agree with this guess. Otherwise, no one could explain why the S-level props and the unsolvable supernatural existence appeared at the same time in the first game of the competition. It's not an exaggeration to say that it was a dimensionality reduction attack.

Just as the bullet screen and the forum were discussing vigorously, the studio finally got to the point.

The gorgeous and bizarre chandeliers began to dim one after another.

The lights came on, and the light fell from the high dome. The entire hall, except for the lowest step, fell into a deep darkness.

[The level assessment of F-level trainees has begun... The system score is being issued...]

In an instant, the trainees with purple F-level badges on their chests had different colored level letters on their heads.

SABCDEF is divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple colors, and it is clear at a glance.

The people standing on this largest and lowest level, which is also the most crowded step, are all newcomers without exception. They were all trainees who had not trained well in the real world, and their overall strength was not high. They were the trainees who received the lowest evaluation in the initial evaluation.

The system had low expectations for them, so looking around, the main system scores of the F-level trainees were not high overall, and almost half of them were still purple.

Many trainees who still received F-level in the second evaluation squatted on the ground and broke down crying, and the whole hall was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere.

The evaluation of the mentor also followed.

The evaluation of the mentor on most trainees was almost the same as the evaluation of the system. If the system gave F-level, the mentor was generally F-level. There was basically no situation where the system gave E-level and the mentor gave F-level, or the system gave F and the mentor gave E.

After the two evaluation letters hovered in the air for a few minutes, they slowly formed a new letter. At the same time, the badges on the trainees also changed.

The letters and colors of the badges of the trainees who were promoted were all changed, while the badges of the trainees who remained in the current F-level remained the same.

Only one out of dozens of F-level trainees was lucky enough to advance. They all had happy faces, which was out of tune with the F-level trainees who were collapsing and hysterical.

[The re-evaluation of the F-level trainees has ended, and the E-level trainees will start next]

It is difficult for low-level newcomers to break too big a boundary. Just like when the F-level re-evaluation just now, the highest level of nearly 10,000 people was only D-level, and there were only a few.

So there was basically no suspense in the evaluation of the lower three levels. Whether it was the audience watching in the live broadcast room or the old people in the upper three levels, they all seemed to have little interest in the initial evaluation.

For them, these were just appetizers, and the real meal would not start until C-level.

In the midst of a casual look, someone suddenly asked in doubt.

"Wait, that's... a red evaluation???"

Red. It is obviously the most noble and top existence among the seven colors, and it is also the representative color of S-level.

An old man immediately sneered: "What a joke, we have just started the evaluation of E-level trainees. They are all newcomers. You are sleepwalking when you let the main system evaluate them as S-level?"

However, the next second, he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

Because in the purple and blue ocean below, there was really a dazzling scarlet, splitting everyone's sight and piercing deep into their eyes.

The bullet screen exploded with sparks.

[Fuck, am I seeing it wrong? An E-level newcomer got an S-level evaluation from the main system]

[? ? ? What bullshit are you talking about? How is it possible... Wait... Shit, sorry, I am talking bullshit! ! ]

[Oh my god, an E-level got an S-level evaluation? Is there a bug in the main system? ]

[I confirmed it again and again, exited the live broadcast room and re-entered it, zoomed in several times, and then I had to admit... the main system really gave him an S-level]

......

[No, am I the only one who noticed that this E-level guy is very good-looking! ]

[I noticed it, and it is true that he is good-looking, but it is impossible that the main system will give him an S-level just because he is good-looking. What is the upstairs thinking?]

The studio seemed to be pressed a pause. Everyone was shocked to see the scarlet surrounded by the blue and purple like a moon surrounded by stars, rubbing their eyes blankly.

"S-level evaluation? How is it possible?" Many people exclaimed.

What does it mean for an E-level newcomer to get an S-level evaluation from the main system?

Perhaps they don't know who the mentor is, nor do they know the specific criteria for the mentor's evaluation. But apart from the untimed element of the mentor, there is no doubt that the main system is absolutely the most fair and just, and there is no possibility of favoritism.

Although the main system controls the life and death of everyone, it is more like a set program, cold and ruthless, strictly following the rules and procedures like a machine, without any entity, and without any human emotions.

Many survivors have speculated that the main system is likely to be a product of a higher dimension, so it has the power that is close to that of "God" in human consciousness.

Because of this, it is even more terrifying to be able to get an S-level evaluation.

Because this means that unless this E-level newcomer has almost obtained all the scoring points that the main system has presented in advance.

These include dangerous challenges, reasoning and judgment, prop acquisition, character strength evaluation... and so on.

In other words, those who can get an S-level evaluation in the main system are now sitting high up, how can they stand at the second to last level? Not to mention, this is still a newcomer!!

The young man stood there casually, indifferently accepting thousands of unclear gazes.

With his boundless beauty and extraordinary hair and eyes, Zong Jiu can easily stand out from the crowd and become the focus and spotlight of people's attention.

Now, the red letter on his head is undoubtedly a fire for him again.

Since the initial selection of the competition, the row of thrones under the dome has been almost silent.

And now, the silence has finally been broken.

On the top floor of the entire studio, on the throne of ten swords that symbolize honor and status, No.5 suddenly turned his head.

"This newcomer is so powerful? Maybe he will become our colleague."

No.5 is a top exorcist, and compared to other top survivors with strange personalities, he is a person who can get along with everyone. He has strong strength but no fixed organization, and often forms wild teams, so he can talk to any organization.

He sneered, "Colleague? The number of people in the top three levels is fixed. If an S-level is added, it means that one of us will definitely be squeezed out. What do you want to imply?"

No matter who is squeezed out, it is a great shame for top survivors like them.

It’s okay that he can’t keep his S-level seat, but the other party is still a newcomer. Who can tolerate this?

The exorcist shrugged: "I didn't mean that. I just think this newcomer has a terrifying potential."

The blond Saint also joined the conversation, "I didn't expect that he would be the third survivor."

"Is he in the same venue as you?" he asked.

Messiah nodded, still with a compassionate smile on his face, "He is a very interesting kid. But in the last copy, an unsolvable existence appeared and we got separated. Now I am very relieved to see that he survived."

Among the ten people, No. 4, who had always been unhappy with the Saint, snorted heavily, fully expressing his disdainful emotions with his attitude.

They were chatting over there, and even the silent S-level high-ranking people looked at the white-haired young man silently.

Zhuge An, who had been closing his eyes and thinking, suddenly opened his eyes and pierced sharply.

Unexpectedly... that S-level prop was actually taken by him.

Because he was in a hurry to come back to confirm something, although Zhuge An was the first person to pass the level, his overall completion rate in the Mental Hospital dungeon was not as high as Zong Jiu's.

Zhuge An's eyes swept over the scarlet letter on the white-haired young man's head and narrowed his eyes.

The S-level evaluation on the white-haired young man's head was like a catalyst, shaking the entire silent hall. Even the top three who had been keeping aloof and silent in front of the newcomers from the beginning fell into a heated discussion because of him.

No one was not watching him. Everyone was watching him.

He was the focus of everyone's attention.

"It seems that one of the top ten S-levels is going to be replaced, and I don't know who it is..."

"It's really unacceptable to be suppressed by a newcomer. What did he do in the first dungeon? How could he get such a high system evaluation without any special props?"

"Who knows? The Holy Son just said that only three people survived in that dungeon, but this can be regarded as stepping on the heads of us old people."

The A-level trainees whispered, and their expressions were not very good.

As we all know, it is impossible for a newcomer to have special props. To be able to get such an evaluation without special props is an understatement.

"Don't be so confident, isn't there still a mentor's evaluation? What if it's only A-level? It's too exaggerated to directly give it an S."

Someone said unconvinced, but the voice was drowned in the waves.

More than one person had the same idea as him, but it was the fact.

When the F-level evaluation was conducted, the mentor's evaluation was basically the same as the system evaluation.

It makes sense that if the most demanding main system gave a high S-level score, the mentor's evaluation would not be that bad, at least A.

But who would have thought that the second-to-last level could actually produce such a terrifying dark horse.

Zong Jiu stood there, with a leisurely attitude.

He didn't care what evaluation he could get, and he didn't think it was something worth showing off even if he jumped from E-level to S-level.

After all, he was once a favored child who had risen to prominence, an internationally renowned magician who had already been deified; but after breaking both of his hands, he fell from the clouds, hit rock bottom, and became so decadent that he had to spend his days drinking.

After experiencing so many trials of hope but ultimately despair, he is now calm and composed.

Level is not Zong Jiu's ultimate goal. His goal is clear, which is to heal his hand and then continue his great magician vision. The rating doesn't matter, of course the higher the better, because the main system also said that the rating is directly linked to the number of survival points, and there are many benefits and privileges, so don't miss them.

While everyone was discussing, the system prompt came.

[E-level trainee rating is being evaluated. The system evaluation has been issued, and the instructor evaluation will be issued next]

Suddenly, the whole hall fell silent again.

This time it was a more silent silence, so that many people had undisguised surprise on their faces, looking at another level that appeared on the top of the white-haired young man's head in disbelief.

The young man frowned and raised his eyes lazily.

The next second, he pursed his lips, and his light pink eyes suddenly became sharp.

Next to the bright red S-level, a more conspicuous purple level quietly emerged.

F.

In the level evaluation of his last dungeon, the instructor actually gave him the lowest F-level!