courier in movie world

Chapter 401 Compression Test
After the commotion in the field calmed down a bit, Mo Sen appeared on the temporary platform.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Mo Sen. I'm the examiner of the stress test and the chief instructor of the 2012 Hunter Academy. I hope this test can leave enough talents to join in the important task of defending the earth."

Looking at Mo Sen on the stage, the young people in the field all showed admiration. This is the first mech pilot in human history, and the latecomers, even if they have outstanding achievements, may hardly surpass his reputation.

"Sooner or later, I will become a man like him!" Someone whispered.

While Mawson was speaking, crews were transporting a wacky instrument onto the platform.

This instrument still looks a little rough, and the whole is composed of two parts, one part is a semi-open metal compartment similar to a seat.

A sealed container is connected next to the metal warehouse, and it is not clear what structure is inside the container.

"This is the compression index tester!"

"The control of the mecha is synchronized with the human body, and to control the huge mecha, the driver needs to bear unimaginable and terrible pressure."

"There are very few people who can withstand this kind of pressure." Mo Sen looked around, his eyes sweeping across the faces of everyone in the field.

"A total of 1173 people are still in the field." Just a casual glance, the situation of the people in the field is clear.

"I know that everyone here is the elite of the elite, some are geniuses from the Mensa Club, some are military elites, and some are also top talents from all walks of life."

"But what I want to say is that if you think that you can pass the mecha pilot test with your previous abilities."

"Then you are too naive!"

"Only after going through the mecha assessment, will you truly understand what a top talent is!"

Mo Sen stretched out four fingers, "40, at most 40 can pass the first mental stress assessment, after a period of training, only ten of these 40 can pass the second assessment!"

"The number of global applicants should be around 40, that is to say, only ten can pass the assessment in the end. What is the ratio, please calculate it yourself!"

"what?"

After hearing what Mo Sen said, everyone in the field was slightly taken aback, and looked at each other with a hint of wariness in their eyes.

Seeing this scene, Mo Sen smiled, "There's no need for you to be so nervous. What we're doing is not merit-based admissions. Your opponent is not in the crowd."

"It's it!" As he said, Mo Sen pointed to the equipment beside him.

"After entering the measuring instrument, the machine will slowly increase the mental pressure on the tester. Those with an anti-stress index over 30 can be admitted."

"Under 30, eliminated!"

"Those whose anti-stress index exceeds 40 can skip the second assessment and directly enter the final list!"

"Now the assessment begins!"

Without wasting time, after a brief introduction to the method of use, the on-site assessment began.

The first person to appear on the stage was a strong man with a burly figure, strong muscles, and a sharp scar at the corner of his eye.

This man had a sharp aura, and he looked like a stranger, not many people would be willing to approach him casually in the crowd.

The man took a look at Mo Sen, took a deep breath, and sat in the metal cabin. Three arc-shaped metal rings protruded from the surroundings and covered the man's head.

"The test begins!" Mo Sen gave the order, and the staff turned on the tester.

hum!
The machine trembled slightly, and the half-open metal warehouse shone with a faint blue light. The man's body trembled constantly, as if he was under great pressure.

On the monitor next to it, the pressure index was also rising.

"It's over 15!"

"Still going up!"

People around were talking about it, "Maybe reaching 30 is not too difficult."

"17!"

But after exceeding 15, the growth rate of the number on the display suddenly dropped, and it took four or five breaths before it rose to 17.

"Is there no hope?"

Although they knew things would not be so simple, the first tester only reached half of the standard data, which made everyone feel the difficulty of the test.

"what!"

The man who was testing suddenly let out a roar, and the veins on his face popped up, but at this moment, the pressure value that had originally reached 17 suddenly dropped, all the way down to 13 points.

The blue light of the metal warehouse flickered, and finally went out gradually, and the tester was also sitting there slumped in sweat. At this time, there was no strong aura from just now, and he looked like a drunken alcoholic.

The man stood up, and walked out of the testing cabin lightly.

"13 o'clock, eliminated!"

Mo Sen said indifferently.

"The limit peak is at 17 points, but the average pressure that can be tolerated is only 13 points. The limit data is meaningless for mecha driving, or its meaning is reflected in higher-level operations. Only the average pressure value can determine Whether you can pilot a mecha."

Because he was the first tester, he explained a few more words.

After the man stepped down, the test continued, but the following data surprised everyone.

After testing nearly 50 people in a row, not to mention passing, none of them reached the test data of the No.1 tester.

"Mr. Mosen, can anyone really achieve the mental pressure of 30 points?" A tester standing in the front row asked aloud.

"Of course there are, but very few."

"Can I ask, what is the stress resistance value of ordinary people?"

Mo Sen glanced around, "Are you sure you want to know?"

The crowd nodded.

"The pressure value of an ordinary adult man is about seven or eight."

"What?!" Everyone was in an uproar.

"It turned out to be four times that of ordinary people!"

"This is too difficult!" Everyone looked at each other.

At this time, a petite Chinese girl with a childish face walked into the test cabin.

After a period of testing, people are basically numb and don't pay much attention to the measured values, but when the girl enters the test cabin, the numbers on the display are rising all the way, exceeding 30 at a fast speed, and the highest even reached 38 o'clock.

Even after it stabilized, it was as high as 34 points!
"34 points, pass!"

Mo Sen said aloud, turning his head to look at the sweat-stained girl, "Very good, I hope to see your name in the final list."

The girl smiled, "Chief Instructor, my name is Tang Yun, I will definitely pass!"

"I want to become the first female ranger in human history!" The girl raised her head and said proudly.

"Someone passed the test?!" It wasn't until Mo Sen reported that everyone came back to their senses and crowded to the front row to look at the first person who passed the test.

"what happened?"

"Why is it just a child?"

"It looks up to 16 years old, is it because he is Chinese?" Someone whispered.

At this moment, a strong man who had just finished the test but only reached 12 points squeezed onto the stage, pointing at Tang Yun with a disapproving expression.

"what happened?"

"I'm not as good as a brat?!"

"It's three times as fast as mine, how is that possible? There's something wrong with this machine!"

"Take it apart, we want to check it in public!"

(End of this chapter)