Pirate's Infinite Wings

"However, it is indeed very powerful. The appearance is powerful inside." Men Qi thought for a while, and said: "The average person sits with the three of us for dinner, and he will definitely feel nervous, but he has nothing on him, but rather casual. "

"In the first test before, he proposed to defeat all the other candidates as a result and want to pass the test in advance." Sa C recalled the scene not long ago and said calmly.

"Eh? There is such a thing?" Men Qi said in surprise, "Seriously?"

"You can't see the slightest joking in his eyes." Sa Ci pondered a little, then said: "Probably it is troublesome. It's like asking you or I to take another hunter exam."

"Interesting, this year's newcomers are all pretty good, and a few of them exude a strong aura." Men Qi took a bite of the steak and said.

Seeing her mention this, Sa Ci said: "Indeed, I am more optimistic about 99, Qi Ya, even though he is only twelve years old, his look is unusual. It is a look that is accustomed to murder and belongs to a beast."

"Really, what about Bukhara?" Men Qi turned to ask his partner.

"Well, although I'm not a newcomer, he is still more optimistic about No. 44 Hisso. In the second test, the murderous aura was extraordinary."

"In this way, isn't Fang Lang even more, he suppressed that huge murderous aura with one hand." Men Qi lowered her eyebrows and sighed: "Seeing them, I really doubt whether I am old. "

When a woman laments that she is old, it is wise not to agree.

The dinner of the three of them was almost the same, and Fang Lang entered the door with his freshly cooked pork belly.

Great Chinese cuisine still works in this world, and the three are conquered by the cuisine.

After eating, Fang Lang was helplessly entangled by Men Qi and went to the kitchen, and then taught him how to make pork belly.

The degree of difficulty is very low. The key is the heat. The meat must be cooked soft enough.

Men Qi is a food hunter herself, and cooking is a commonplace meal for her. She quickly understood the essence, and after that, she only needs to cook a few more times to master this degree.

Working until 11 o'clock in the evening, Fang Lang finally had a chance to rest.

Fang Lang sat down cross-legged when he found the room where the publicly funded candidates were resting.

Sitting quietly, recuperating breathing, bringing people to a natural state, and recovering injured internal organs bit by bit.

"You have to find a chance to learn the ability. If you remember correctly, after you get the hunter's license, someone will be responsible for teaching it. It's not in a hurry."

...

The next day, seventy-four minutes in the morning.

The airship experienced a night of flying, flew over the ocean, and finally arrived at a small island.

Fang Lang stood in front of the airship's window, and he could get a glimpse of the island.

The island is full of lush trees. In the center of the island, there is a truncated mountain peak, and at the top of the mountain, there is a tall tower.

Suddenly, the airship thought of the broadcast, and the voice that came was Binz, the bean-meal man.

"Good morning, candidates, I am the secretary of the review committee, Binz. After fifteen hours of flying, we finally arrived at the venue for the third exam. Please gather at the assembly hall. Repeat..."

Fang Lang heard this broadcast, retracted his gaze from the high tower, and turned around to get off the airship.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Men Qi approaching.

"Good morning, number 333."

"Don't call me number 333, my name is Fang Lang. But you, what are you looking for?"

"Nothing, just want to give you a hint." Men Qi smiled slightly and said: "Although I don't know why, you really want a hunter license."

"Well, what about the reminder?" Fang Lang was very interested. He was captivated by the other party's waywardness at first, but only after getting along did he discover that this girl was pretty good.

"That tower is called a trap tower, and it tests the teamwork ability. I know you are very strong, but sometimes it is also important to communicate with your teammates." Men Qi stood in front of Fang Lang, staring directly, "This time There are five hunter exams. Come on. I hope to see you again in the Association. Then, I wish you every success!"

After speaking, she left a smile and turned to leave.

Fang Lang touched his nose, and said in his heart: "Am I too attractive? This woman obviously has a good impression of me, otherwise, where would she come to say goodbye."

Then I thought about it, no, it's not that he has great charm, but that the great Chinese cuisine really serves the food.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang couldn't help but curled his lips, turned and left from the opposite direction.

Soon after, all the candidates got off the airship and came to the top of the tower.

At the top is a platform, which is huge, almost the size of a football field, and there is no protective fence around it. If you stand on the edge, you may accidentally be blown down by high winds.

After the candidates looked at it for a while, Bins, the bean-mian, stood under the airship and said loudly: "Everyone, this is the venue of the third test. This tower is called the trap tower. What you need to do is from the top of the tower. At the bottom of the tower, regardless of the method, the person who completes it will be judged as qualified, but it must be noted that it must be within 72 hours."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although this tower is tall, it is only one hundred fifty sixty meters tall, and it can be said to be very easy to complete in 72 hours.

"Then, the rules have told everyone that the third test will begin now, and I wish you good luck." After the Doumian said the last sentence, he turned and walked into the airship.

In a short while, the airship flew away from the top of the tower and drifted away.

"Oh, let's go." Hisuo's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Fang Lang glanced at him, "Why are you following me again, don't you think you have been taught enough?"

"Nothing, how do you think it's better to go down?" Hisoso asked.

"It's the fastest to jump down. With your ability to think, it's easy." Fang Lang waved his hand, too lazy to bother, and started looking for the secret door.

Hearing what he said, Xisuo really considered it seriously, and when he turned his head to look for Fang Lang, he found that the other party had disappeared.

At this time, Fang Lang was in a secret room with paper pasted on the wall of the secret room.

"It takes three people to open the door." Fang Lang touched his chin and looked at the note.

At this moment, with a bang, a figure came down from the secret door above his head.

Fang Lang looked sideways, and it turned out to be Hisuo...