Pokémon: The Bold Rat

In the following days, when I returned to the camp to exchange supplies, I heard a lot of rumors.

"The chief of Yujiang Experiment and the chief of No. 1 Middle School hunted a high-level elf together."

"Three people from Joaquin City successfully entered the third level of the underwater cave, but unfortunately they were unlucky and one of them died."

"The top team in Hai'an City was completely wiped out. I heard they encountered an elite-level Rhodon!"

……

In response to this, Zhao Yiyuan silently watched and did not say that he was the first person to reach the third floor. Every time he sold the materials and exchanged them for energy crystals, he would immediately enter the second floor.

Time passed and soon it was the last day.

"Heyga~"

As the last Rumble Stone fell to the ground, the emergency communicators in their hands suddenly rang.

"Didi-di-di-di-di~"

"Attention, candidates! Attention, candidates!"

"The seven-day assessment is about to end. Students on the island please find a base nearby and gather there.

Students in the underwater cave, please gather at the campsite on the first floor of the cave."

Many people were excited when they received this news.

"Finally, it's finally over!"

"Go home, go home!"

"We survived, Oo-tachi!"

"Tail~"

"Yoyo~"

……

"It's over now. It's a pity that I didn't get full marks."

However, Zhao Yiyuan felt a little emotional when looking at the number of kills he had.

After completing the basic tasks and entering the third level, the score is already 90 points, but as mentioned before, additional kills will also add points.

An intermediate elf adds one point, and a primary elf adds 0.2 points.

He roughly calculated that he was still a little short of full marks, only 97.8 points.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Yiyuan, you're really discouraging me."

These words made Sun Rou, who was following beside her, puff out her cheeks in dissatisfaction.

Her score was less than 80.

On the way back, the girl looked at the person next to her several times, and finally mustered up the courage to ask:

"Zhao Yiyuan, where are you going to study in college?"

After spending a few days together, the throbbing in her heart not only did not subside, but became even more intense.

Outstanding people always attract special attention.

This question made Zhao Yiyuan pause.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Anyway, as long as my score is high enough, I can choose any one."

As he said this, the boy's mind suddenly flashed with his grandfather's old face, as well as the Yan Emperor of Anping City and the Articuno here.

"Um……"

After a pause, he continued:

"We should choose one in our Yujiang Province or the neighboring Sujiang Province."

"Well, Yujiang University and Sujiang University of Technology are both very good.

I don’t know if I can pass the exam~”

Sun Rou's face lit up when she heard this, but soon became sad again.

As long as she is not admitted to Donghua University or Nanjing University, which are top domestic universities, she still has some hope.

Maybe we can't be alumni in high school, but we can still be together in college.

But when I thought about my test score of less than 80, I felt that there was little hope.

When we returned to the camp on the first floor of the cave, the first thing that caught our eyes was Lin Weixing, who was being treated like a star by everyone.

There were several people following him, all of whom were intermediate elves.

"High-level elf, the tentacles of that stinging jellyfish are too difficult to deal with..."

"Yes, yes, he was my good brother at that time..."

……

It is not difficult to see that this contemporary face of the Lin family is a pretentious person. Although he speaks very modestly, he actually likes others to flatter him.

Just as the two of them passed through the camp gate, he suddenly shouted at them.

"Zhao Yiyuan, classmate Zhao Yiyuan!"

As he said this, he walked over on his own initiative.

"We were just talking about this. You should be the first person to step into the third floor."

Then he immediately introduced:

"Everyone, this is Zhao Yiyuan from Anping City. He had been camping at the entrance to the third floor before I entered."

As a result of this, Zhao Yiyuan's plan to pass by in a low-key manner was completely ruined.

The expression under the mask looked a little ugly. This Lin Weixing really has no sense of boundaries.

"Zhao Yiyuan? Which school is he from?"

"His Sandsandal seems to be very special?"

"There are also intermediate-level abilities. They should be top students from Bonin or Joaquin."

"How come you've never heard of it?"

……

Fortunately, most of the students present had never heard of this name.

“I am just a nobody in Anping City. I was able to reach the third floor first because I was chased by elves and fell in by chance.

Then it came out immediately, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning.

Lin Weixing is still the strongest, hunting a high-level elf."

These words lifted up Lin Weixing who was standing next to him, and made him look very happy.

Of course, on the surface, he still waved his hand modestly.

"Hey, what Yiyuan said is ridiculous, luck is also a kind of strength.

To become a strong trainer, opportunities and luck are also essential."

"Yes, yes, Lin Weixing is right."

"Student Lin still has a better understanding."

……

Seeing that the topic had turned back, Zhao Yiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly pulled Sun Rou to the edge.

Compared with Lin Weixing, who has the Lin family as his background and is extremely outstanding himself, Zhao Yiyuan is indeed a nobody.

So, not many people care.

After everyone had gathered, the camp sent a company to escort the students back to the base on the island.

During the assessment, they were candidates and had signed a voluntary commitment letter, so it didn't matter even if a large number of them died.

But the assessment is over, and if more students die, the military cannot escape responsibility.

Fortunately, there were only a few cats and cats left on the island, and the crowd gathered together. Even when passing by the water source, the wild elves retreated on their own initiative.

When we returned to the garrison base and were divided according to the city cards, there were suddenly a lot fewer people.

"Zhao Yiyuan, many of our classmates are dead..."

I saw a lot of white cloths on the ground with names written on them. Some of the bodies had not even been found, and there were only white cloths on the empty shelves.

"Hmm~"

Seeing so much white cloth, Zhao Yiyuan felt a little uncomfortable.

Especially when I returned to my third high school and found that the three classes, which originally had nearly a hundred people, had become a team of less than fifty people, the heaviness in my heart was immediately pressed down.

A 50% survival rate would have shocked not only Anping City but also the entire provincial education department and government if it happened in previous years.

But this reform is a national policy that has already been decided. As the first batch of reformers, they are unlucky...

"One Yuan, Jin Yiyi died, died in the mouth of an Arbok."

After returning to Class 1, the fat boy, who was originally very talkative, was silent for a long time before speaking with red eyes.

"..."

This made the young man silent for a while, even though he had been disgusted by her saintly heart before.

But if I really died, I would still...

The pretty face with a high ponytail kept flashing in his mind. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.