Earth Exam [Unlimited]

"Why? Why is it only half an hour all of a sudden?"

A candidate pointed to the blood-red countdown timer hanging in the air in horror, as if it was a butcher knife that would fall at any moment, his expression was a little distorted, "This exam is not even thinking about making us live! Not at all Just let us live!"

He held his head and screamed, turned around and ran desperately to the door of the museum: "I want to go back! I want to go back!"

"Whoa..."

His movements were too large, and he ran regardless of the situation. His open coat scratched a glass cabinet. The glass cabinet fell off the swan's back and broke into pieces. The glass slipper inside rolled out a long way.

The examinee also fell on the glass slag due to a sudden accident. The sharp glass pierced his body, and the dark red blood slowly flowed out from the wound, spreading a blood-stained picture scroll on the glass floor.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Help! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

It was obviously just ordinary glass shards, and the cuts were only superficial flesh, but his blood seemed to flow endlessly. With the continuous flow of those fine wounds, it was on his body in just a few tens of seconds. A pool of blood forms under the body.

The examinee twitched a few times stiffly, and did not move.

Jian Qiao has been standing at the position of the No.13 swan. When the dwarf appeared, he did not rush over, so he was some distance away from the place where the candidates gathered. In addition, the escaped candidate ran out several steps. Even further away from him.

When the accident happened, he didn't have time to do anything.

But his body was far faster than his reaction, and he almost instinctively tried to grab the two crystal shoes that fell far away.

The admonition of the dwarf is vivid.

But change is often quicker than reaction.

The moment the examinee died, his blood turned into a viscous substance, somewhat similar to the strange black spots when the dwarves first came out. The shoes rushed, and Jane quickly snatched one, and the other was touched by the sticky blood, making a sound like sulfuric acid corroding things.

...that is the No.20 seven pairs of crystal shoes.

The glass cabinet had been broken into pieces, the pieces were soaked in blood, and the words on it could not be read clearly. He only remembered that when he glanced over them roughly, the pair of shoes seemed to tell a story about a good harvest.

Harvest, hope, death.

He only remembered these three key words.

[The crystal shoe is stained with blood. 】

[Trigger additional questions. 】

[Thinking about the harvest. 】

[The test time is three hours, and there is no time limit for additional questions. Candidates are requested to answer the questions as soon as possible. 】The blood corroded the crystal slipper and turned into tiny flowing blood lines, which spread to the feet of all candidates like a net.Then it rose from around them and formed a point above their heads like a blood-red cage.

The blood lines on the walls of the cage became more and more dense, and the surviving candidates looked at the cage with fear, wanting to escape but did not dare to touch it.

After the blood line became dense to a certain extent, the surrounding area suddenly became foggy.

A white mist covered the glass case, the swan sculpture, and all their vision.

"Da da da…"

The sound of horseshoes came from far to near. A knight wearing a worn helmet and rusty armor rode a white bone horse and appeared outside the cage.

His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, and his pronunciation was unfamiliar and clumsy: "Tell me, is a good harvest hope or a new death?"

No one answered.

"Is the Harvest Hope or the New Death?"

The knight asked again.

There was some commotion among the candidates, but still no one responded.

"A good harvest is hope or a new death!"

The knight drew his dagger from the scabbard at his waist, and asked them across a cage, "Answer me!"

Still no one answered.

The dagger in the knight's hand held a beautiful sword flower, and the tip of the sword casually pointed at a girl in the cage: "Speak."

The unlucky girl who was chosen never expected this situation. He shook his legs and replied, "I...I don't know."

"A ignorant person is not qualified to live."

The knight passed a verdict indifferently.

As if receiving some kind of order, the blood lines that made up the walls of the cage moved, tied up the girl, and threw her out of the cage.

...just under the knight's sword.

"I'll give you another chance. Is the harvest hope or the new death?"

"It's...death. A new death."

The girl was facing the danger of her life, and her mind was almost blank. She thought that this kind of question might very likely be unusual, so she gritted her teeth and chose the answer below.

"Then why do people always have genuine smiles on their faces during the harvest?"

"I...because...I was wrong, it's hope! Hope!" The girl felt regretful and hastily denied, "A good harvest is a harvest! After a year of labor, it is naturally pleasant to have a harvest!"

"Then why did the harvest attract brutal wolves outside?"

"Because a good harvest will attract the envy and plunder of others!" the girl defended.

"Didn't you say that a good harvest is hope?" the knight said condescendingly, "You can't answer."

The dagger with rust on it pierced the girl's throat.

"next."

The knight killed the girl as if he had killed an ant. Through the old and rusty armor, the knight's face could not be seen clearly. He recalled the dagger back to his hand, stared at the cage, and repeated: "The next .”

This time, the target of the sword tip was changed to a boy standing at the back of the crowd with a frightened face.

"you answer me."

The timid boy and the knight were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground when they saw each other, unable to get up for a long time.

The blood thread soaked in the same way tied him under the tip of the sword.

The boy tremblingly organized the language: "A good harvest brings hope, but it also brings death."

"why?"

"Harvests lead to plunder, plunder brings war, war brings killing. So hope brings death."

Under the pressure of life and death, the boy's mind became clear and his language became fluent.

"No, still no, that's not the answer I want."

It seemed that the knight's sword was already loose. The boy thought he had escaped a catastrophe, and just breathed a sigh of relief when he was pierced by the dagger in the blink of an eye.

His body fell on top of the previous girl's body, and the blood spread silently, turning into a cage composed of new strength to replenish blood lines.

"You, next."

The point of the sword with death pointed at another person.

Inside the worn-out helmet of the knight, two clusters of ghostly will-o'-the-wisps ignited.

"What exactly is Harvest?"

"Rather than what is a good harvest? Why don't you tell me first, what is chivalry?"

"The Eight Virtues of Knighthood: Humility, Honor, Sacrifice, Courage, Mercy, Honesty, Justice, and Soul."

"Look, there is no humility, no sacrifice, no compassion, no justice, no honesty, and even more filth in your soul. What are you left with?"

The blood thread was about to be tied to the third person, but Jian Qiao suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the blood thread, and the blood thread retracted extremely quickly as if it had been scalded, and the third person was also spared. The fate of being thrown out.

"Killing unarmed civilians, is this what you should do as a knight?"

"He can't answer my question." The knight clenched the dagger in his hand.

"Then you should die?" Jane asked back, "The lord you loyal to has already died, why are you still alive?"

"Are you worthy to be a knight?"

Suspiced again and again, two groups of ghost fire danced in the helmet, showing the knight's angry mood: "You insult my reputation, I want to challenge you to a duel!"

"No fight." Jane smiled quietly and spread her hands, "I don't have a weapon, and I'm not a knight. What does the duel you proposed have anything to do with me?"

This rambunctious appearance is similar to the legendary saying "What does it have to do with me, Zhou Shuren, if you want to arrest Lu Xun?"

"You!" The knight creaked the dagger in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a hole was opened in the bloodline cage, and the knight rode the white-bone horse in front of Jian Qiao in an instant.

A cold light flashed on the blade, and it chopped off at his head.

Candidates around Jian quietly screamed and avoided.

The tip of the sword barely stopped two or three fingers away from Jian Qiao's eyebrows, and could not advance an inch.

"Sure enough." Jane quietly clenched the crystal shoes in her hand, and said firmly, "Each pair of crystal shoes is a hidden additional question. If you can grab all the crystal shoes before they are stained with blood, you can avoid the additional questions from starting. If you can only grab one, you will probably have some privileges, for example, if I don't take the initiative to attack you, you can't shoot me."

The tip of the sword in front of him was trembling.

angry.

"How would you know!" the knight roared, and the two ghostly ghost lights in the helmet danced even more violently.

"It's very simple. When those bloodlines are rushing over, they are the farthest away from me." There was a little smile on Jian Qiao's face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "You looked at me several times, You obviously want to choose me, but you seem to be afraid of something and give up, doesn't that explain the problem?"

"Deliberately choose the person standing next to me, in order to let me lose my sense of proportion under the anger and fear, so that you can kill me openly?"

"Sorry to disappoint you."

After the first girl was pulled out and killed off guard, when the bloodline was about to accuse the second boy, Jian Qiao tried to help him quietly, and he found that the bloodline would avoid his hand without a trace, this is The reason why there were few blood lines in the beginning, but after avoiding him, the blood lines on the boy's body became more and more tied up.

The blood line cannot violate the order of the knight, and at the same time cannot harm him.

Because both of them are holders of the glass slipper.

The two people equally shared the privileges in the additional questions, so they restrained each other and feared each other.