Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

Ten minutes later, the entrance to the examination room opened again.

The teenager who came out, like a little soft-haired kitten caught around his neck, pulled his head blind, and wrote all over his face about who I was, where I was, what I had just done.

In the semi-covered examination room, three examiners are in a heated dispute with the program PD (director).

“Don't press the gun, half off target. Handshakes, zero first-aid knowledge. We don't have to waste time on this kind of player.” After receiving the report, the program PD made a quick statement.

The examiner gently rebutted: “It's not the hands shaking, it's the whole person shaking into a sieve. The pistol can be rehearsed and there are many unusual highlights on this player. ”

“Like what? Bravery? ”

The examiner suggested, "Let's see the playback first. ”

Witch Jane didn't know that the holographic virtual screen was playing video of the assessment indoors.

The teenager with the amber pupil was pale, squeezing his lips together, and for every shot, his long eyelashes twitched and cast a piecemeal shadow.

It's all without jeopardizing his beauty.

Growing up like this, whatever he's doing, even as a salt fish stall, is an intoxicating landscape.

“How's that?”

PD and colorful opening: “Perfect. In half an hour, send the player directly to the sea racetrack. ”

On the corridor, the still elusive Witch Jane soon received warm congratulations from the staff.

Become a glorious reality show player under White Moonlight Entertainment.

“What white moonlight...”

Witch Jane's voice had just fallen and was quickly packed into the car.

The body is slowly suspended under the action of magnetic forces and turned into a very fast light shadow in the void.

Outside the windows the grey gloomy air reveals the corner of the silver-grey city with countless high floor gaps. Optical offshore transport is suspended.

Witch Jane stared in dismay.

Everything in front of him is beyond his cognition.

Until he got off, he kept his gaze on his face.

This is a huge space, full of people. The surrounding metal paint-wrapped walls are filled with sponsorship ads, and military green material boxes are constantly swallowed outward from the junction.

Most notably, a plane parked in the middle of nowhere, with huge wings roaring.

The runway extends far.

Far away is the endless grassland.

“Out of the way, out of the way, out of the way - all those who are ready for the sport, out of the way.” Everyone seems to be out of the busy.

"" Excuse me, sir. ”

A staff member picked up the car immediately: "300012 player, yes, wearing the initial gear on the left. ”

“What? No? You are truly a contestant -” Suddenly the staff is bright and enthusiastic: “It's okay, we're here to assist you with 100% sincerity! Please let me personally help you..."

Witch Jane was frightened, sluggishly backwards, euphemistically refused to assist, and pulled out a manual and put on protective clothing.

Subsequently, all players, including Witch Jane, were caught on the plane.

Inside the cabin, Witch Jane is surrounded by tall, muscle-linked, strong men.

Witch Jane thinks it's rare to see this type of trainee.

But everyone was shy and didn't talk much when they sat together.

Dozens of people were squeezed into the narrow cabin, and the "third cabin" was written on the fluorescent sign above the head.

The player sitting on the left side of Witch Jane is praying in silence, while the one on the right holds the suitcase and is full of seriousness.

The blonde brother opposite the witch Jane saw his head constantly, slightly flanking his eyes, a moment stunned when his eyes were facing each other.

Witch Jane smiled and said hello, revealing little white teeth that didn't look aggressive.

“Hello, I'm Jane Witch! Trainee for three months, before coming here is the main dance spot! Good at urban-hiphop and popping! ”

The blonde was stunned and then driven by his enthusiasm: "I'm Sola! Second year of the tournament. Melee! Good at double daggers and A2 series □ □! ”

Witch Jane was waiting to be questioned, and a blazing broadcast sounded: “Destination has arrived. Players are invited to enter. ”

Jane's stunned. I'm afraid it's still half empty.

The window baffles were opened at the same time, and almost all players looked down quickly.

Vertically below is the border between the grasslands and the hills, a river winds from the ridge, and Jomo is dark because of the dark weather.

Most importantly, there is no apron.

The next second, the hatch across from Witch Jane slowly opened.

Witch Jane: Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Next to him, Sola nodded at him, stepping out first and smiling: “You look great! Good luck with that! I'll see you in the rematch! ”

Yan just jumped out first.

Behind Sola, the entire cabin jumped like dumplings and squeezed the door. There was only one witch left in the blink of an eye, Cersei trembling.

In the cabin, the broadcast was suspended for two minutes and continued.

“Marine Game 51, Player 300012 negative game warning. ”

“Seapick 51, player 300012 hangs up warning. ”

Wind hunting outside the cabin leads to the end of the field.

Witch Jane quickly grabbed her seat belt and finally couldn't help but burst into a rude mouth and screamed: “Shit, help me! Ahhhhhh...”

In the surveillance room of the program team, the first staff member to be discovered was amazed, pointing to a shrunken figure: “For the first time in so many seasons, I've also seen good seatbelts fastened. ”

Backstage suddenly filled with happy air.

“In that case, just pop it up. ”

The next moment, Witch Jane's seat was hit by a massive force, and her seat belt was naturally released ——

The little practitioner staring into the eye drew a beautiful arc in the middle of the sky, then rocked and rolled.

“What is that thing?!” Below, the athlete squints.

“Flexibility is very good and the drop difficulty coefficient is very high - is this one of the criteria for promotion?!! ”

Witch Jane: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...”

The hills below are becoming clearer in view. The birds were scattered and fluttered in the middle of the air.

The parachute on both sides of the suit suddenly opened at the last moment when Witch Jane crashed into a trainer cake. Witch Jane was brutally pulled by the parachute and swung toward the mountain.

The moment his waist hit the floor, he fainted in his head.

Who am I?

I'm doing something.

When is my turn to perform?

Why did I just wander around in the sky?

Witch Jane looked away and suddenly the tone sounded on the right arm watch of the suit.

“Global announcement, please note, global announcement. ”

“Seapick 51, 207 players officially gathered! ”

“Want to be an official contestant on a 10,000-person focused escape show? Want to end your lonely practice career? Want to get out of position C in the Blue Race? Want to march on behalf of Weilancai?! ”

“Clawson's annual reality escape show, your dream stage! ”

“Three mentors, gather resources! Live in despair, bloody escape! Difficult to decrypt, passion hedging! Fight for the feast...”

“Who's gonna make the last move? Who can hold C-position?! Who is the best captain in your mind? Who's your commando, auxiliary and perfect? ”

“Seapick 51, knockout starts, fight for your way out! Runaway trainers! Your future, pick one!! ”

Witch Jane stuck around for almost two minutes without even noticing her head covered by a parachute.

And then he's a spirit--

No, it's not.

Nowhere.

This is not an idol show I'm going to!!!

At this time, the mountain area is cool.

Witch Jane couldn't help wrapping herself in a waterproof canvas, trembling as she tried to dial through the watch she had just announced.

On one side of the dial is a microphone-like dot, like a two-way communication device, now the last straw of Witchcraft.

At the moment of the reminder, Witch Jane was almost ecstatic.

“Dear player, Press 1 for points queries and 2 for whistleblowers. Press 3 for emergency help. Hang up please...”

Witch Jane: "333333, I need urgent help! ”

“The player scan is on and the scan is over. There is no special situation at present. Here's to your health. ”

"" … "

He flashed: “22222! I want to report a player! ”

“Please enter the number, name and surname of the person being reported. ”

Witch Jane did not hesitate to enter her number plate: "300012, Witch Jane! It's him. It's him. It's him! ”

- Reported! Get him home!

The machine paused for three seconds, and Slow Slow Strip replied: “The report is in order. Player 300012 will be repeatedly suspended and the system will take enforcement measures against him. Thank you for your report. ”

Witch Jane: “What measures...”

The next second, a ”touch" sounded, a moment of stray bullet rubbing over his side, and a half-air sanctioned aircraft alarm sounded.

Witch Jane's face changed sharply, perceiving that she controlled her body one step ahead and pulled her muscles slightly - avoiding another punitive attack as she jumped.

The alarm continues to sound: "Player 300012 hangs up warning. Player 300012 hangs up warning. ”

Witch Jane regretted it: "Withdraw the report! Withdraw the report! I sat there for a while - no hang-up at all! ”

“Athlete 300012 negative game warning. Failure to enter the battle within half an hour will result in a Class B punishment. ”

Witch Jane struggled to argue, "I can't really fight! I'm a good man! Why did you force me to come here...”

However, the inorganic alarm sounds just keep repeating: "Failure to enter the battle within half an hour will result in a Class B punishment. Please act now. Again, within half an hour..."

Just another stray bullet.

Witch Jane glanced at the aircraft angrily: "It's unreasonable —— don't hit me, I can't run! ”

At the same time.

Clawson runs off to the real-life show backstage.

Sea-selected surveillance videos will not be clipped and only a small number of staff will be able to see the inner surveillance broadcast.

Program PD is introducing investors to this season's competition with Hyatt Yan:

“Distinguished sponsors, please be sure that our show player will be one of the most promising. ”

“They are top trainees from entertainment companies with the expertise, strongest body, and most skilled survival skills not to be beaten by professional runaways. ”

On the screen, in the flashing frame surveillance, there was intense shooting, white edge beating, and cooperative hunting.

Backstage, the crowd editor is adjusting the broadcast camera desk to show the full range of athlete qualities to the Golden Master's Dad Gate.

"Stop!" someone said in haste: "Don't turn seat E23. What's the matter? Didn't you say the sea selection is all elite, why are there players wandering around??? ”