Make a fine Omega confident

Half a month is gone in the blink of an eye.

During this period, the school also arranged special after-school training for the students who signed up for the emergency selection. According to incomplete statistics, not only E University, but also many people from several nearby cities participated in this selection.

When Lin Xiayang went to the training, he would meet students who came to the class secretly even though they didn't sign up, and Bai Mingqi was among them.

The day of emergency selection is arranged on the Saturday of the weekend.

Lin Xiayang was ready to go, and he brought two pieces of chocolate in his pocket like the college entrance examination.

But on the way to school, Lin Xiayang ate it first.

The school has sorted out the training center, and the participating contestants have to find their own simulators with their own admission tickets.

The simulator prepared by the school is very different from the usual terminals used by students. It is said that it can simulate 100% pain and touch.Judging from the amount of equipment and preparations, a lot of effort was spent.

Lin Xiayang was assigned a position in the corner of the training center, surrounded by people he didn't know.

He found his seat and checked that the equipment was working before he sat on it and put on the equipment.

After the device was started, Lin Xiayang went online to connect to his terminal account. He had to hurry up and find teammates to choose from. After all, this was not an exam. He could choose teammates independently for emergency selection, but the upper limit should not exceed four. If the number is less than four, Some "retail investors" will be randomly assigned to join the team.

Hearing about this emergency selection, the school selected a special copy that had never been run before, which came from a secondary magnetic field that was also an active spirit.Its owner didn't die because of this living spirit, but it is also inseparable from it. More importantly, it has not been opened yet, so it is most suitable to assess whether it has the strength to participate in the response to the North Bay community's spirit.

Lin Xiayang browsed down the list. There was no one in his class who signed up, so he had to check to see if anyone in the club was in this assessment.It's a pity that the avatars are basically black, and occasionally a few are bright, and they quickly form a team as soon as they go online.

Just as he was anxious, Lin Xiayang's message board flickered, it was Qin Ange.

Lin Xiayang clicked on it, and Qin Ange sent a series of team invitation codes.

Lin Xiayang was overjoyed: [Can you not find your teammates? 】

Lin Xiayang: [Hahahahahahaha. 】

Lin Xiayang: [You begged me and I reluctantly agreed. 】

Qin Ange didn't reply immediately, he seemed to be silent for a while.

Just when Lin Xiayang was thinking about shaking the chat window, Qin Ange sent a message.

[Qin Ange: Yes, I can't find my teammates. 】

Lin Xiayang originally wanted to say a few more words to Qin Ange, for example, Qin Ange didn't say that he was begging him, or that Qin Ange's attitude was not sincere.

It's a pity that the team formation time is about to expire, so Lin Xiayang had no choice but to apply to join in a hurry.

He was the only one in Qin Ange's team, and the name of the team was very simple, just the letter E, probably because he was too lazy to think about it, so he filled in the initials of the school casually.

Lin Xiayang felt very unlucky and wanted to change Qin Ange to S.

Qin Ange said no, because changing the name card requires money.

Lin Xiayang: "..."

Entering the dungeon for the second time, plus half a month of remedial training, Lin Xiayang was not very nervous.However, he feels very good about himself every time he takes the exam, which is not directly related to his grades, nor can it be used as a reference for the exam status.

He and Qin Ange used the team channel to argue for a while.

The preparation time displayed on the login device gradually returned to zero, and almost instantly, Lin Xiayang's eyes went dark.

He closed his eyes in peace, and there was a mechanical chime in his ears.

It counted for about ten seconds, and when the sound of the mechanical timekeeping disappeared, it was quiet for a while, and then there was a small and noisy sound.

Lin Xiayang opened his eyes, he was standing, as if he was in the corridor.

In front of her was a female teacher in a hip skirt, about forty years old.There are fine lines at the end of the eyes, and the hair is brown. It doesn't look beautiful, but it is clean.She was probably of mixed race, Lin Xiayang looked into her blue eyes.

Qin Ange stood on his left, wearing a blue school uniform, and even looked like he was in high school.

On Lin Xiayang's right are a man and a woman, neither of whom knew each other.In this special copy, Lin Xiayang seemed to have lost his sense of smell. He didn't smell anything, so he had to show both of them as Beta.

Lin Xiayang glanced over and saw many students with different skin colors, most of whom were Caucasian.

There is an in-brain translation of the terminal, but there is no worry of language barrier.

【Copy starts】

No introduction, no task details, just one sentence:

[Who killed Chris? 】

The scene that paused for a moment began to change again.

The female teacher looked at the four of them and frowned. She glanced at the document in her hand: "Didn't it mean that only one was rescued? Why are there four transfer students?"

Although she frowned, she didn't say anything more.

The female teacher turned around and walked out: "Okay, you follow me to class [-], and go get the desks, chairs and textbooks first."

In the process of following the female teacher, Lin Xiayang was also observing the world.

This dungeon is different from Lin Xiayang's last dungeon, and it doesn't seem to be dangerous.

Judging from the weather, Lin Xiayang looked out through the window in the corridor, and there were many students in school uniforms playing and playing on the playground not far away.

It should be a sunny day with white clouds, but the color of the world is dark, a bit like a distorted memory.

Just as Lin Xiayang was thinking, he lost his mind accidentally.

When he came back to his senses, the surrounding sounds disappeared.

The female teacher stopped in her tracks.

Lin Xiayang immediately looked forward.

The sound of playfulness and laughter sounded again.

They were like a jammed radio, bursting into a sudden burst of screaming in the silence.

The female teacher's body slowly elongated.

Houses and windows are also twisted and deformed, and the whole world seems to be suddenly stretched by an unknown force.

Distorted colors are mixed together, like a broken TV is constantly switching stations with no signal.

The female teacher twisted her body like a rope.

She bent down and looked down at Lin Xiayang, her eyes were fixed on him, her paper-like pale face was covered with facial features painted with black crayon.

The female teacher's voice was mixed with sharp mechanical voices, and Lin Xiayang heard her voice as if coming from all directions: "You-just-just-are-looking-what-what-!"