Major General he doesn't want to play Beta anymore [Rebirth]

After getting the key, the two quickly found the exit of the maze. Turning a corner, they saw a little red-haired brother not far away, bent forward in frustration and pawing at the door-shaped exit.

Wen Yu's footsteps paused slightly, the familiar fur color, the familiar sand sculpture breath...

"Xiao Ji?" Wen Yu tentatively asked.

Out of doubts about the "Ji Xiaohong crush incident" before entering the examination room, Wen Yu cautiously changed his name.

The next moment, the young man on the ground jumped up, turned his head, his eyes were shining, and he looked at Wen Yu as if he saw the savior: "Brother! You are finally here!"

Wen Yu: "..."

Forget it, at least he followed his idea of ​​hiding the vest.

With a calm expression and a steady voice, Wen Yu stretched out his hand towards the position of 1101 on the right, and introduced with blessing to his heart: "My good brother, this is your second brother, Guan Yunchang."

Chi Jing: "..."

What the hell did he pick up?

"Second brother!" Ji Xiaohong and Wen Yu looked at each other, they had a perfect understanding of each other, and they took on the scene faster than anyone else: "Second brother, I am your third brother Zhang Fei!"

Looking at Chi Jing who was choked to the point of speechlessness, Wen Yu seemed to have seen himself two days ago, and at the same time raised his eyebrows a little hypocritically sympathetic, stopping Ji Xiaohong's further development: "Cough, it's all right, No kidding, this is number 1101."

Ji Xiaohong immediately withdrew his supernatural powers, and showed a hearty smile to Chi Jing: "Haha, sorry, sorry, brother 1101, just follow my elder brother and call me Xiao Ji."

Chi Jing: "..."

A very familiar name.

Chi Jing: "It's fine without 'Brother'."

Ji Xiaohong responded with a smile: "I also think it's a bit strange, so let's call him brother one!"

Chi Jing: "..."

It could be biological.

Wen Yu felt the gaze sweeping over from the side, with a heavy and deep meaning, he turned around without guilt, showing a smile.

1101 silently turned his head away again.

"What are you doing lying here?" Wen Yu turned to Ji Xiaohong, expressing deep doubts about his posture.

Hearing this, Ji Xiaohong thought of her troubles just now, and slapped her forehead: "Hey, let me tell you, I've been here for a while, look, there's a big gate, and there's a sign that says 'Maze Exit'. It looks like a flower, I can't get out at all, I just want to study it carefully, and then just started to study, you came here."

Wen Yan, Chi Jing and Wen Yu looked at each other, Wen Yu raised his chin, signaling Chi Jing to go first, Chi Jing walked forward without any other choice, pressed the "door" with his hand, the next second The whole person disappeared in front of the two of them.

"Damn it! Does this door still wait for people to order dishes?" Ji Xiaohong was shocked.

"What are you dreaming about? It's because he has the key." Wen Yu kicked him resentfully, and roughly talked about the two people's guesses about the key.

Ji Xiaohong suddenly realized: "I said so!"

Although Ji Xiaohong was a talker, but time was tight, and he didn't care to tell Wen Yu about his jungle adventures these days, so he said goodbye in a hurry and went to find the key.

Wen Yu is not worried about Ji Xiaohong, he has a specialization in surgery. In his previous life, Ji Xiaohong was the best investigator in the Federation. This can be seen from the fact that he found the exit of the maze so quickly.

But No. 1101, with strong physical and mental attributes, and such probing power, who is it?

Maybe it really was heroes born in troubled times. Too many geniuses appeared in the wars in the next few years, some grew into new generals, and some fell under the swords of alien cultivators before they had time to grow.

Will 1101 be one of them?

If status is okay, maybe you can make a friend.

Wen Yu didn't think of a clue, and didn't get too entangled, so he walked towards the "door" in two steps.

The door was really just an ornament. As soon as Wen Yu put his hand on it, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, a familiar sense of map jumping. The next moment, his eyes suddenly opened up, green grass and blue sky, empty chairs, and the face of No. 1101 Expressionless poker face.

"Hi," Wen Yu waved a hand out, "Meet you again."

Chi Jing: "I thought you would chat with your crush for a while longer."

Wen Yu asked curiously, "How do you know it's number 323?"

"I don't know," Chi Jing said in a good mood, "but I know now."

Wen Yu: "...Oh."

Major General Wen cleared away the feelings that had arisen just now with one click, a thousand-year-old king and 8-year-old tortoise, this person is such a bastard, he probably won't die.

Going around Chi Jing who was stuck on the spot like a wooden stake, Wen Yu walked towards the nine chairs.

To say that it is a silver chair is really an exaggeration. These chairs seem to be covered with a layer of dark light, forming a circle, with a large open space in the middle. The golden chairs that flashed by when the map collapsed before are nowhere to be found. There is no more, except for the birds and beasts that fit the occasion, there is no third living person.

Wen Yu picked out the nearest chair, turned the chair upside down, and found that the back was empty, without the engraved lettering as expected, and he searched carefully again to make sure that there was really nothing there. These were nine identical chairs.

Wen Yu turned his head and looked at No. 1101, which was in full swing. Obviously, this guy had figured out the venue before he came: "Brother Yi, are you standing there to welcome me?"

"Yeah." Chi Jing nodded: "After all, he is my elder brother."

Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "Brother Yi, has anyone ever told you that you are funny?"

Chi Jing also came over: "No."

"That's because they won't appreciate it." Wen Yu smiled and waved his hand: "Come on, brother one, you can choose whoever you want to sit on!"

Chi Jing looked up at him: "No need, I'll wait for the next one."

Wen Yu sighed: "Unfortunately, I will wait for the next one too. It really hurts my feelings."

While speaking, the third person arrived.

Wen Yu looked over there, and there was another young man with a passer-by face. He was not surprised to see the two of them. After scanning around, he picked a chair and sat on it without saying a word, and then looked at the two of them: "You guys Do you want to be the first?"

Wen Yu spread his hands, and No. 1101 was still indifferent as usual, unmoved.

The man didn't care, and nodded: "Be careful not to lose money by stealing chickens."

For this kind of reminder, which was barely considered kind, Wen Yu responded with a smile: "Thank you for reminding me, brother."

The man was taken aback, he knew that his strength was limited, he couldn't take the first place, and he couldn't tell if the words he said were good intentions or pure pantothenic acid, but this thank you made him a little bit at a loss, and turned around in a hurry, not knowing what to do. spoke.

One after another, people came in through the door again, some chose to sit down, and some chose to wait like the two of them.

Ji Xiaohong came neither early nor late, the seventh place.

As soon as the red-haired young man came in, he looked around, waved his hands violently when he saw the two people standing, and leaned over happily, clasping his fists in a rough voice: "Brother, brother, brother is late!"

The third young man who came in was seated very close to him. Hearing this, he glanced over there with surprise written all over his face.

It may be that I have never seen such a neuropathy.

Ji Xiaohong was born as a cross talk actor, there are stages everywhere, and audiences everywhere, she didn't care about such an ordinary sideways glance, she glanced around, pointed to the pile of empty chairs and asked, "Brother, why don't you sit down?"

"Wait for the next one." Wen Yu continued to apply Chi Jing's words,

Chi Jing glanced at him and said nothing.

"Oh," Ji Xiaohong thought about what the next one was, and then silently took two steps back: "Then you wait slowly, I won't bother you."

People, it is important to have self-knowledge.

Usually he might still want to fight, but since Ah Yu is present...

Is it too close to the floor?

When the No.15 person stepped into the gate, the system prompt sounded again.

"Ding, the second round of finals has officially begun!"

With this sound, a high platform floated up in the open space in the middle, and the expected golden chair arrived as promised, suspended in mid-air. At the same time, the nine chairs in the circle also lit up with silver light to varying degrees.

"There are fifteen candidates present. Nine candidates in the seat have one chance to challenge, and the rest of the candidates have three chances to challenge. Choosing the first seat consumes two chances, and choosing another position consumes one chance. Those who accept the challenge must face it, face it Don't waste the opportunity to challenge."

"Candidates who died in the challenge will not be eliminated, and the remaining challenge numbers will be cleared immediately. Injuries in the challenge will not be recovered, and you can buy medicines in the mall by yourself."

"Let's start the challenge!"

The notification tone fell, and the 15 people present fell into silence, as if they were all in a stalemate.

The stalemate was broken within two seconds by a chuckle. The boy's voice was as frivolous as the words he said: "I challenge, number one."

All eyes turned to the source of the sound, the young man remained motionless, the smile on his mouth remained unchanged, the small animal was unexpectedly tall and tall, and looked vigorous.

Many people were thinking like this, and saw that the focus of their eyes found a hair rope out of nowhere, and they folded a pair of ears on their heads roughly, and tied them together.

Everyone: "..."

"Ding, candidate No. 907, challenge No. [-]! Is there anyone to challenge!"

"I, challenge number one." The young man's flat voice answered without any gaps.

Wen Yu looked at the people beside him. It was completely different from his publicity. 1101 was always calm and calm. Coupled with the calm system face, he only had to write four large characters on his face: ".

But he felt something indescribable...

It’s weird.

Before he was given any time to think about it, the system sound followed: "Ding, candidate 1101, challenge number one! The challenge begins!"

The high platform was raised abruptly, and the steps came out of nowhere, standing on the round platform, holding up the golden chair symbolizing victory.

Wen Yu and Chi Jing jumped onto the high platform almost at the same time, with different postures and the same sharpness.

The boy took out the Tang Dao that he had just exchanged from his tactical bag at his waist, and smiled at the young man opposite him: "Brother One, please advise."

The corners of the young man's lips curled up a little, Wen Yu finally saw it clearly this time, it was indeed a smile.

Maybe it was because his eyes were too bright, Wen Yu suddenly felt that the No. [-] face of the system was also pretty.

——Slightly worse than Chief Chi.

Chi Jing also took out a knife. He didn't have any special weapons, and he could use all the commonly used ones. The most convenient ones were mechs and starships.

He couldn't tell what mood he was in now, it wasn't in his character to take the lead rashly, maybe he was stimulated by the frivolity of the young people around him, the arrogance hidden in his nature finally couldn't bear it, and revealed his hidden minions.

He hadn't even seen the real strength of this fake rabbit, but his heart was inexplicably filled with enthusiasm, maybe it was intuition, maybe it was a sign, he just knew that the pair of soft rabbit ears in front of him looked A young man who looks harmless to humans and animals will be his lifelong enemy.

It's just a surprise...deja vu.

"It's fancy." The young man's voice was very soft, like a sigh of laughter, which disappeared into the sound of the collision of blades amidst the sound of wind.

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Wen Yu: ... you look at my rabbit ears and say it again? ? ?