Warhammer: I don't want to be a stinky can! ! !

Chapter 141 133. Trial from Hades

In the dim and wide hall, Hades stood on the podium on the second floor, the cold and faint white light coated his helmet with a layer of reflection.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the dense crowd of people in the hall on the first floor.

In the shadow behind Hades, the Primarch folded his arms, and the poisonous gas in the censer sank slowly, quietly waiting for Hades to deliver his speech.

Originally, Mortarion only needed the first layer of screening, but Hades chose to add another layer of screening.

Mortarion held the report submitted by Hades and pondered.

"can."

Finally, Mortarion put down the report and spoke slowly.

According to Hades's proposal, a temporary building was erected for selection.

This is a simple building, covering a huge area, and it is flat on the wasteland of Barbarus.

Inside, each room can accommodate 50 people, and there are simple sanitary facilities, but the people who move inside cannot get water supply from it.

There is a special water supply system, and a fixed amount of water will flow out every hour.

Each room is also equipped with a lighting system, but only provides minimal lighting.

Other than that, the whole room was empty, no furniture, nothing.

And such rooms are full of this temporary building.

Hades stared at these recruits expressionlessly. In the first round of trials, they had all proved themselves to be tough enough.

But not enough.

He needs someone who can stand firm in the extreme environment.

It's almost time.

Hades raised his hand while holding the obituary, and then slammed it down heavily.

"Om-"

The dull voice rippled in circles in the hall, and the crowd who were still a little commotion fell silent in an instant.

The boys stared at Hades aloft in fear, nervousness, and curiosity.

The servo skeleton protruded from above Hades' left shoulder, staring icily at everyone.

"I am the person in charge of the second trial, Death Guard Hades."

Hades opened his mouth and introduced himself briefly,

"First of all, I sincerely congratulate you for passing the first trial. You have proved that you are tough enough."

"Of course, I think you have discovered that the eligibility criteria for the first trial is not what was announced before."

"And the passing criteria for the second trial will not be clearly stated."

Hades paused. He looked at the different expressions of the boys in the hall. Some were surprised, while others were not.

"But I can give you some hints."

Hades was silent for a short time again, and after ensuring that every child's attention was fixed on him, Hades spoke again,
"You are human."

This is Hades' first sentence.

"If you pass the test, you will become Death Guards, and you will fight together for humanity."

"You have to be tough enough."

"Whether inside or outside."

People tried their best to raise their heads and prick up their ears, trying to sift out useful information from Hades' words.

The crowd was like a school of hungry fish, mouths open, waiting for Hades to continue feeding them information.

But Hades stopped,
"Okay, now prepare to start your second trial."

An Tai silently followed the crowd.

On his wrist is a bracelet that flashes "0077". It is said that this bracelet can monitor their body data.

They were numbered, divided into different groups, and then led by those tall death guards into the room.

The room was quite dark, and Antai couldn't help opening his eyes wide.

This is a rather empty room with a concrete floor and a simple toilet placed in a corner of the room.

There was something piled up in the middle of the room. With the help of the dim light, Antai recognized that it was a pile of food.

More than a dozen small knives were neatly placed on the ground, forming a circle around the food pile, with the tip of the knife flashing a cold light, and pointing straight at the food pile.

Antai swallowed subconsciously.

"Tick, tick."

The small sound of water echoed in the room.

An Tai took a closer look, and in another corner, a slender pipe protruded from the wall, and water trickled out from there.

The death guard who led them into this room signaled them to stand against the wall and wait until the indicator light came on before they could start moving.

When the indicator lights up once, the trial begins, and when the indicator light lights up a second time, the trial ends.

An Tai stared at the pile of food and the dozen or so knives, and an uneasy thought began to form in his mind.
Others realized this too, and while the Death Guard had arranged for them to stand against the wall, the children began pushing each other, trying to get to the side closer to the food pile.

There was some commotion, but the Death Guard did nothing to interfere.

Antai swallowed. Affected by the crowd, he also tried to get closer to the food pile. Perhaps because the children knew that he was the only one who climbed to the top of the mountain, no one came to squeeze him.He managed to stand quite centrally.

Seeing that the children were in place, the death guard left straight away.

"Stab—la—"

The iron gate was closed, isolating them from the outside world.

Antai's eyes focused, and he saw—he saw—the thing that made his uneasiness and despair soar to the peak—

On the iron gate, there is a small rectangular gate.

The size and height of that small door is just enough for a person to be sent out lying down.

But those who can be sent out, there is a high probability that they will not be alive.
"Hey!"

A low voice shouted in his ear, Antai suddenly turned his head and saw Io's face.

"All four of us are grouped together."

Io winked at him.

"Then the two of them?"

An Tai looked around and found that they were not in the middle of the crowd.

"I asked Lerna to take Pasteur to grab the water source."

Io whispered to him in a low voice, making sure that their voices would not be heard by others.

"Let's form a team of four, I seem to know what's going on."

Antai turned his head in obscurity, staring at the pile of food,

"Shall we grab the knife later?"

Io nodded.

"I might be able to guess a little bit, what the person in charge wants us to do."

"But I need to count the pile of food to verify my guess."

"In short, grabbing a knife is never wrong."

Yio patted Antai's shoulder.

"Help me keep them under control."

"I?"

An Tai stared at Io in disbelief, but Io's pale blue eyes were staring at him with radiance,
"We all know you've climbed the mountain, and that identity will come in handy."

"Take advantage of that while people are still relatively intimidated by you or something."

Yio said quickly and in a low voice, Antai wanted to say something more, but he felt that the indicator light was about to light up.

In the end, he could only give Yio a complicated look, and then prepared to sprint.

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