Wild temptation! After a full-level hacker boss is selected into the special agent team

After the farce happened in the afternoon, time seemed to go very fast besides the assessment.

And Zhou Zishan felt very long in the small dark room.

During these three hours in a small dark room, there was no light or sound around.

In order to prevent anyone from being overwhelmed, the surrounding walls are all made of soft cotton.

The camera mode in the live broadcast room has also been changed to night infrared mode, resulting in a green and green picture.

Apparently, nearly a thousand more people have been eliminated after the last round of hormone stress testing.

There are nearly hundreds of people who can't stand the hormonal pressure and quit on their own.

Sometimes, giving up is so simple. Even a fleeting waver may make people choose to press the bracelet.

Just like the predecessors, when faced with the torture of the enemy, the fleeting waver may end up with one person's life being exchanged for a river of blood, the country being destroyed and the family destroyed.

The remaining three hours in the dark room will make people feel even more tortured.

There was silence all around, not even the sound of mosquitoes could be heard.

It's like an astronaut lost in space, drifting along with the inertia in the silent and immobile universe, unable to save himself, and unable to receive signals from his teammates and colleagues. He can only watch the oxygen in the bottle gradually deplete, and then suffocate. And die.

Too despairing.

So, at this moment, nearly 300 more people voluntarily quit and chose to give up.

Now only the last 1800 people are still holding on.

Some people who are unable to bear the pain but don't want to give up choose to vent their emotions by beating the wall and yelling.

Some people were lying on the ground tossing and turning.

Some people have started to harm themselves.

Some people, suspected to be affected by the last wave of hormones, began to hallucinate, holding their heads and huddled in the corner, looking at everything around them in horror.

In short, no one is particularly smooth.

The same goes for Zhou Zishan. Even if he is just sitting quietly against the wall, he is still very uncomfortable. There is a feeling of being unable to exert strength all over his body. His heart is beating faster and faster. Even if he has been forcibly relaxing his breath through deep breathing, it is difficult to let go. All values ​​return to a stable state.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that the pheromones left on his glands were burning again.

It's the sequelae of Sigma Katsu!

Only 30 minutes had passed in the dark!

The throbbing in his glands rushed to his brain, pounding his senses wildly.

It's tiring.

Zhou Zishan was lying against the wall, like a vampire lying in a coffin for eternity, with his hands folded on his chest and looking at the black world with his eyes open. Pictures in his memory kept flashing before his eyes, as if he had returned to yesterday's time.

"Why are you crying? It's so noisy."

On the ginkgo tree, there was a young man sitting.

Behind the young man was the fiery red sunset. Against the light, his face could not be seen clearly.

Zhou Zishan actually didn't cry much, at most he just sobbed lightly.

But he whispered: "Sorry."

"Clap."

Ling Lie jumped down from the tree and walked to him.

Only then did Zhou Zishan clearly see the person coming.

Isn't this the last one in the grade? I heard that his answers to all test papers perfectly avoided the correct options, and he even got 0 points for reading comprehension and composition. He is famous for being weird.

Therefore some people speculate that he is a real genius.

Ling Lie wears a slightly longer wolf tail hairstyle, and looks quite like a street bully. The buttons on the collar are not fastened properly, they are all open, and the turned-up collar is rolled up in an extremely rebellious way.

The eyes were very bright, the eyebrows were thick, and the tail of the eyebrows was raised high, full of arrogance.

"What is this?" Ling Lie put his hands in his trouser pockets and raised his chin condescendingly to look at Zhou Zishan who was squatting by the tree.

"Little hamster." Zhou Zishan lowered his head to look at the hamster again.

"If you die, you will die. Why are you crying?"

"You do not understand."

"Let me see?" Ling Lie bent down and stretched out his palm in front of him.

Zhou Zishan raised his eyes to see that he didn't seem to be joking. He raised his hands holding the hamster above his palms, like releasing a handful of sand, and placed the little hamster's body in his palms.

Ling Lie turned the hamster's body left and right with his palm, "It's dead, just bury it."

"Huh?" Zhou Zishan didn't expect him to say that.

"People need to be buried when they die, and the same goes for animals. You can find a stone to use as a tombstone."

After saying that, Ling Lie actually squatted down next to him, picked up a branch and started digging in the soil.

"Ouch." Zhou Zishan blinked and responded. He was still in a daze when he stood up to look for the stone.

I heard that this little bully can beat people, but it doesn't look like he can beat people?

as if... should...

Pretty easy to get along with, right?

By the time Zhou Zishan found a long, pointed stone of suitable size and came back, Ling Lie had already dug the hole.

"It's so slow." Ling Lie looked impatient with the waiting, "Do it yourself, I don't want to get my hands dirty."

"okay."

Zhou Zishan knelt down next to the cave entrance, buried the little hamster, covered it with soil, then put his palms on the soil and pressed it firmly, finally inserted the tombstone on it, and took it out of his pocket. He didn't know where it came from. Chamomile, placed on top of the soil like a small quilt.

He raised his head and wanted to ask Ling Lie if he wanted to write on the tombstone, but he happened to see Ling Lie looking away in panic, his eyes seemed to be flickering.

"Is this settled?" Zhou Zishan asked softly, not knowing what he was looking at just now.

Ling Lie raised his head to look at the sky, and after looking for a while, his eyes dropped, "You know that people have the first seven, you know, tradition, so the hamster should also have the first seven. From now on, you have to come and worship it every day, otherwise its soul will not be able to rest in peace. It will disturb you in your dreams at night and give you nightmares!"

The young and ignorant Zhou Zishan was frightened by his words: "Ah? That's okay."

"What does it like to eat?" The corners of Ling Lie's lips seemed to be raised a little, "You have to bring some of the food it likes, otherwise it will cause trouble in your dreams."

"Nuts, but I can only afford peanuts and melon seeds." Zhou Zishan told the truth.

"Then I'll bring you some pine nuts and pecans tomorrow." Ling Lie nodded with satisfaction.

"Okay, thank you!" Zhou Zishan expressed his pure gratitude to him.

Ling Lie looked at him and said nothing for a long time.

"What's wrong? There's dirt on my face?" Zhou Zishan was a little overwhelmed by what he saw. He subconsciously scratched his nose with his hand, and the tip of his nose was stained with dirt.

Ling Lie chuckled and laughed heartily.

Zhou Zishan didn't know why he was laughing, so he wiped his face with his hands, but the more he wiped, the dirtier it became.

Ling Lie was leaning on the tree trunk to pretend to be cool. At this time, he bent down, pinched Zhou Zishan's nose with his hands, and gently pulled: "Little cat!"

Zhou Zishan opened his hand and said, "I feel like you are scolding me."

"I'm just scolding you. You're so stupid."

After saying that, Ling Lie turned around and left.

At that time, Zhou Zishan looked at Ling Lie's back and felt at a loss, thinking that he must be angry. When he ran back to the classroom, he sat in his seat and couldn't help but reflect: What happened to offend him?

As a result, others were looking at him and laughing. He couldn't help it, so he asked, rushed to the bathroom, and found that his face was covered with mud. When he came back just now, he didn't notice this because he was in a trance. , only washed his hands.

The pretty little boy's face in the mirror suddenly turned red. Even after he slapped it with cold water for a long time, the blush didn't go away for a long time.