Global Examination

On this day, there was a lot of scrolling information on the big screen in the proctor's office.

Many candidates survived the early stage, but they let down their vigilance at the last moment, and unfortunately they fell here.

Most of the information was posted in the middle of the night, and no one else saw it except the invigilator on duty.

922 and 154 are responsible for guarding the second half of the night.

They went downstairs at 4 in the morning, went to the dining table to pick up a hot breakfast, and sat down at a long table by the window.

"morning."

There were already two proctors sitting at the table.

They sip refreshing coffee and stare intently at the screen.

"You just swiped the screen for a while before you came here." One of the invigilators said, "Dozens of people have been declared dead, so I can't even eat breakfast."

922 let out a regretful "ah" and held up the bite of cake he had just dug, neither eating nor not eating.

154 was calm, drinking oatmeal spoonful by spoonful.

They were not familiar with the two invigilators, because they were in charge of different examination areas at home and abroad, and they didn't usually see each other.But it was embarrassing for the four of them to sit silently until dawn, so soon they chatted with each other.

"Did you take the test a long time ago?" the invigilator who couldn't eat breakfast asked 922.He was older, and unconsciously regarded 922 as a junior when he spoke.

"Yes." 922 nodded and said, "I took the exam quite early, at the same time as our boss 001."

As soon as 001 was mentioned, the invigilator gave an "oh" and muttered with a complicated expression: "001... hey, when 001 was a candidate, the entire proctor area knew about this person. It's too confusing, how many rules have the system added for him? .”

"..."

922 held the cake and looked at him silently.

The invigilator changed his words again: "But thinking about it now, it's really awesome."

It is not easy to extract a good word from 001 from this group of initial proctors.

Seeing his constipated expression, 922 couldn't help but want to laugh: "Of course it's awesome, otherwise would it be possible to rank 001?"

"He wasn't 001 at the beginning, and his code name was Gin at that time, I remember it very clearly—" the invigilator talked about the past and regained his energy: "After you become an invigilator, you all have a matching examinee card, right? "

922 didn't react, 154 took out a room card-like card and put it on the table, and continued to drink porridge "without eating or sleeping".

"Oh, what are you talking about?" 922 pointed at the card and said, "I don't usually need it, but in case of a violation, I can use it to swipe at the rest area to temporarily display the score."

"Yes, that's it." The invigilator said: "I didn't have this thing at first, but after I became an invigilator, the admission ticket number will be invalidated."

922 heard it for the first time: "Oh?"

"Because 001 became an invigilator and still violated the rules, the system added punishment regulations for invigilators, and then each of us has a temporary examinee card, which is only used for punishment."

922: "Is that so? I've seen the boss's card. Someone left out a letter in the end number. It's Gi."

"Really?" said the invigilator: "The first batch of cards was made by A himself. He is very careful, and generally he is not likely to make mistakes—"

He wanted to say that A would not make a mistake in this kind of thing, but considering that the other party was 001, that was not necessarily the case.

This is deliberate provocation, right?

Must be.

He recalled the situation at the beginning, and then thought about A and 001 now, and felt that his brain was broken.

He came back to his senses after being dazed for a moment, and said to 922: "Then you should be quite good, and those who took the exam were all carefully selected at that time."

922 hastily waved his hand and said: "I've blown it, I've blown it. The teammates I met were pretty strong, but I was unlucky. In the end, only 001 passed. I can't do it anyway, but I was lucky. left until now."

"Aren't you two first-term candidates?" The invigilator raised his chin at 154, "I think you two have a good relationship, so I thought you were here as companions along the way."

154 swallowed the food, and then said: "No, I'm later than him."

922 nodded and said, "Yes, he became an examinee later than me, but he became an invigilator a little earlier than me. After I passed the exam, I lost my energy and spent a long time in the rest area."

While speaking, the big screen screamed loudly, and the death announcement message came again.

Several people stopped talking and fell silent.

This time the information was frantically scrolled, and the screen continued to scroll for 2 minutes without stopping.

Ding Dong's reminder sound became a piece of sound, and every time it sounded, it represented a living life returning to silence.

No matter how many times you see this kind of thing, few people can remain indifferent.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred candidates were scanned, and the faces of the other three invigilators were not good.

922 put aside the cake spoon completely, with the exception of 154.

He glanced at the screen, bowed his head in silence for a moment, and continued to drink the porridge one mouthful at a time.

The two invigilators looked at 154 again, and the eyes were wrong.

Obviously, they regarded 154 as a cold-blooded person.

Many strangers will have this first impression of 154-coffin face, rigid, always businesslike.In the past, 922 could not see his friends being misunderstood, and would always find an opportunity to explain for 154.

He often said: "If you have seen the confinement room of 154, you will not think so."

In other people's confinement rooms, all you see are scenes related to yourself. 154's confinement room has nothing to do with him.

His confinement room will repeatedly replay the appearance of various candidates who died in the examination room.

Familiar ones, unfamiliar ones, those who have spoken and those who haven't... are all candidates he has met before.

Other invigilators sighed and regretted it, and gradually forgot it.Although he never mentioned it, he remembered it all.

A long time ago, 922 teased 154, saying why he was so afraid of the confinement room when he became an invigilator.

Since seeing it once, he has never made such a joke again.

……

The death announcement sounded all night, like the last carnival.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, the gloomy clouds dispersed, the sun appeared above the examination room, and the morning breeze blew past.

Countless candidates woke up from their sleep and found that the small building was empty except for themselves.

The sound of the system sounded in every small building:

[A cousin learned that Shirley's parents had an accident, and there are always strange things in the town of Brandon, it is too inappropriate to leave children here.The cousin arrived at the small building early in the morning and picked up the poor pair of brothers and sisters...]

The poorer candidates gave the middle finger to the street broadcast.

The system paused, and for the sake of precise expression, it reluctantly added a sentence:

[Exceptions are made for individual mutant examination rooms. 】

Also individually...

All candidates know that the serial number of the individual examination room is 197.

[Brother Shirley left a lovely note before leaving, giving the small building to the guests for temporary stay, it is considered as a holiday gift to you in advance. 】

[So far, the first stage of the single-player battle has officially ended, and there are 1427 candidates remaining in the joint examination room. 】

[Congratulations to the 1427 candidates, you have shown your due intellect and extraordinary courage and successfully passed this stage. 】

[From now on, you have 4 hours of rest time, you can sleep, eat, organize personal items, etc., please freely control and enjoy it. 】

[Four hours later at 4:12 noon, the second stage of the exam will officially begin. 】

When it said this, the eight veterans who were punished in the invigilation area didn't hear a word.

Affected by the confinement room, most of them did not get up.

Among this group of people, You Huo actually woke up early.

When he opened his eyes, Qin Chen's arm was going over him to grab something.

"Woke you up?" Qin Chen asked.

You Huomu stayed for a while, and waited for the sleepiness to subside before saying: "No, I just woke up. What time is it?"

Qin Chen grabbed the phone and said, "I'm about to watch it, it's 8:30. Do you want to sleep a little longer?"

As soon as the words fell, You Huo had already closed his eyes.

Qin Chen looked down at him: "Do you really want to sleep?"

Youzhuo breathed steadily, and after a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "No, close your eyes and rest."

Qin Chen muffled a laugh.

You Huo let out a "hmm", as if he had fallen asleep.

After a long time, he moved his lips and said, "When is the second stage?"

"Usually there will be a break, noon or afternoon." Qin Chen said.

"Go to the examination room and talk to Lao Yu." You Huo said.

Qin Chen looked at his mobile phone and suddenly remembered something.

He plucked You Huo's earlobe: "The great examiner."

You Huo closed his eyes and let out a "tsk", seemingly dissatisfied, but he didn't have the slightest intention of avoiding: "Say."

"I was wondering...have I met you before?" Qin Chen said.

You Huo: "...What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It doesn't mean in the system, I mean when I was a child." Qin Chen thought for a moment and said, "How old are you when you are older than in the confinement room? Twelve or thirteen years old?"

"Twelve." You Huo said.

"Maybe it's a matter of the angle. When I saw it, I thought it looked familiar. Maybe I've seen it before?" Qin Chen said, "Do you have any other photos? When I was a child."

You Huo: "..."

Seeing that he didn't move, Qin Chen started playing with his earrings again.

Seeing that side of the neck getting redder and redder, You Huo finally stretched out an arm and groped on the bedside table without opening his eyes.

He handed the phone to Qin Chen, and said, "There should be a photo with Yu Wen a hundred years ago, you can find it."

When Qin Chen got it, the fingerprint lock had already been unlocked.

The entire phone was open in front of him without reservation.

However, the content of Youhuo's phone is very clean, so concise that it is clear at a glance, and there are not even a few things in the photo album.

Qin Chen found the group photo of "I don't know what a hundred years ago" at a glance.

Yu Wen in the photo is very small, so small that he may not even be able to walk, and he can only keep upright with the support of the people behind him.

Supporting him was a boy with black hair, a thin physique, and very handsome facial features.

Qin Chen was stunned when he saw him.

You Huo could feel his strangeness even without opening his eyes.

"What's wrong?" He finally opened his eyes, and when he turned around, he saw Qin Chen frowning.

"This is you?"

Qin Chen zoomed in on the boy's face to confirm it for You Huo.

"Otherwise? Have you ever seen someone else look like this?" You Huo said angrily.

Qin Chen was silent for a moment, and said, "I really saw it."

You Huo: "?"

After saying this, he really didn't feel sleepy anymore.

"What do you mean?"

"Two or three years ago, I saw a photo of him when he was a child at another person. This is the one he showed me, and he said the same thing. He said it was a photo with relatives and children a long time ago."

"Who?" You Huo stared at Qin Chen.

Qin Chen said: "...154."

You Huo was stunned.

At that moment, he almost wondered if he had made a mistake and accidentally took someone else's photo.

But this idea is obviously absurd, and Yu Wen and his son alone can prove the ownership of this photo.

Moreover, although the photo is nearly 20 years behind the present, he is still [-]% similar to the boy in the photo.

It was him in the picture, there was no doubt about it.

So what about 154?

For what reason did he use other people's childhood photos as his own?