Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!

The door to the training base opens from the inside.

The neon shadow of Floating City is separated by a layer of mist, and the garden behind the base is bright with a hint of brandy.

Witch Jane had just flushed a battle bath, her little curly hair was wet and pulled, and she jumped before the bath. She was very happy, and she immediately returned to her senses with water.

Just when I rushed up to hug my brother, I just finished my training, sweated, didn't take a bath... and it looks like the boss is just going to clap his hands...

But I just washed myself up!

Never asked the boss will!!

The teenager's cheeks coming out of the dressing room were vaporized by hot air to a slightly red, damp soft hair, his eyes staring at the guard from time to time.

When we played basketball at school, in the third pitch, sweaty backs and teammates bumped shoulder hugs were not a few, but everyone was clear of color vest shorts and exposed to little black charcoal, messy, crowded and rubbing nothing wrong.

But, brother...

Floating City military uniform, leather boots, cavalry belt, mask badge with gold tassel, painted black army badge. Army boots, belt metal buckles and tall nose beams lit under the lights, while the rest did not go into the shadows. Standing outside the base in the dark, humid air is like a half-smellow bayonet.

Whimpering inside - almost imaginable how you can destroy the landscape by pulling yourself up like rubber sugar!

Wei Shi glanced at the witch Jane, indicating that she was sleepy.

After the bath, the rabbit finely gives off a hint of shower gel, the little round face is steamed soft, and a little movement brings up the sweet filament a breeze.

The witch Jane was finally relieved that she didn't care to see the boss.

Going all the way to the old man's suspended car, Witch Jane continued to grunt and grunt her training feelings. Wet little curly hair was blown half dry by the night wind, and the mess rose and rose.

“Tomorrow night's graduation exam… will the big brother come?” Suddenly Jane asked.

The guard looked at the teenager under the light and nodded: "Yes. Practice. ”

Witch Jane must respond quickly.

Next to the training base, he kept watching the old man drive away, and Witch Jane's calm expression was suddenly happy.

Insert your right pocket hand with your fingertips slightly fluttered on the handle.

Just now in the training room, breaking through the psychological barrier was almost like a flood spill. Always blurry and blurry, one layer apart from the gun felt the embankment coming out.

Sanlian □ □ Quasi-fighting/shooting.

Shooting at once can only force the other party to change ballistics and preempt if it moves faster than the target.

Witch Jane takes a deep breath and suppresses boiling blood.

He faced only dynamic targets - but two months later, for the first time, he learned to shoot.

The street lamp coated Witch Jane's semi-dry hair with a light brown coat, the teenager took a few steps toward the bedroom, finally couldn't help but lift the corner of his mouth and jumped to the bedroom building.

Behind the teenager.

When the guard removed his gaze from the rear view mirror, the slowly gliding hover finally accelerated, bringing out a flash of taillight.

It's almost midnight when Witch Jane returns to her bedroom.

With the brutal pressure of the graduation exam, Base students slept later than usual.

While passing through Zoe's room, there was a shower noise from her teammates.

Witch Jane opens her door, pulls down her battle suit jacket, and pulls out the training card from the inner buckle.

In total, two training cards were placed in the jacket, one for the five-day special training card from Whitemoonlight and one for the binding card from the boss.

Before coming to Floating City, team managers repeatedly emphasized the value of training cards. The first card has a five-day deadline, so Witch Jane didn't activate the second card until she ran out.

As he intended, the day after tomorrow he would bring back the brand new training cards and put them together with the big rabbits, little rabbits, mask badges and other little things from the big man.

As soon as she took out her training card, Witch Jane remembered once again the huge arrears of the instructor supervising the package year.

It's just a lot calmer than he was a few hours ago.

Play a few more theme songs for the Clawson show and try to advance to the final... or, should, almost, possibly return!

Witch Jane did a good psychological construction and quickly pulled the training card onto the reader...

“Participants are welcome [anonymous]. ”

“Closed firearms training. Training duration: 5 days. 1 day left. ”

“Weekly spending limit: 483 credit points. ”

Witch Jane was stunned.

483 Credit Points… This is far more than just an hour of instructor coaching, not to mention expensive restoratives.

He quickly opened the consumption breakdown, of which only a few were available: lunch, electricity, training clothes, etc.

Witch Jane suddenly seemed to realize that she was stuck taking another training card out of her uniform.

Training Card Binding Instructor ID: 0001.

The card is placed in the slot and unexpectedly, the green light that represents "activated” illuminates.

“Participants are welcome [anonymous]. Weekly spending limit: 1825,000 credit points (tied instructor's primary card has been repaid)”

"" … "

Witch Jane: "Lord, Master Card...”

He quickly looked at the ID of the instructor on the back of the card and whispered.

The card was brushed by Big Brother, the credit point... it was also paid for by Big Brother.

Brother came to teach him a lesson - how could you care so much about your boss!

Witch Jane was so moved that she felt guilty again for her poverty. Stress training, gun sensitivity classes, plus champagne from my brother two months ago...

Blessed Springs of Water report, doubling your work whether you can get out or not, trying to earn credit points to repay your brother!

Next door to the room, Zoe in the shower suddenly stunned, wearing a mask in a hurry, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang: “What's wrong with the little witch? What's that noise? Jump up and hit your head?! ”

Witch Jane froze and immediately opened the door with guilt.

Zoe sees people fine and relieves herself slightly. Stress training affects the trainee's subconscious, and there are also a number of severe side effects in the/human rights reports, and the little witch -

He definitely glanced.

Normal pupil size, no fear, no panic, no depression, no... the whole person looks aesthetically pleasing.

Zoe took a breath and thought people couldn't stand the pressure of training to vent in the bedroom. I didn't think she was banging on the ceiling!

“How was your evening training?” Zoe says, “What's going on? ”

Witch Jane shook her head immediately and her eyes thanked her: "It's okay! Great workout, thanks Zoe. ”

Zoe: “What's going on here? ”

Witch Jane broke her finger: "Zombies, ghosts, sharks...”

Zoe: “... the little witch looks happy. ”

Witch Jane smiled and raised her face. The heart swells and beats with joy. He has the best brother on the planet!! And Zoe, Caesar —— unfortunately, not with them!

Zoe finally confirmed that his team was fine and patted him on the shoulder: "Go to sleep early, there must be a tough fight for the graduation exam tomorrow. After a half-day break, go back to the company to make up for it. ”

“A new copy of the Clawson show came out, and we went back the day after tomorrow to study it together. ”

“Don't think about it. We'll talk about it after the exam. ”

Good night to each other. Shaohectare lights out, Witch Jane rolled two rolls on the quilt, grabbed a corner, and sank into her dreamland.

The next morning at the base was earlier than ever.

Graduation exams start at 4pm, and at dawn, learners enter the training room intermittently for a final sprint.

Four days of tactical and firearms training have taken almost everyone out of shape to change bones, yet the appraisal program still looks like a sword hanging over each learner's head.

Beginning at 4 o'clock, they will be driven into the Dark Sky Castle of Azure - where participants who have fired only at the range for a few days will be sent to the field where they fled underground to train with their enemies or their own blood.

A diploma can only be finally obtained if three rounds are completed and survived without protection.

3: 00 p.m.

After taking a bath, Witch Jane drank the last tube of restorative and took another look at the A073 training room before leaving.

The door slammed shut, and a few minutes later Zoe showed up, and the two of them packed up and stepped onto a one-way ticket to the underground escape stadium.

Outside the window the view flies.

The mist of the floating city gradually dissipates and buses reach the edge of the city. Witch Jane lay on the window and finally saw the natural rift valley surrounding the city pool at close range.

The shale faults that plunged straight into the ground fell and seemed to be split flat into two pieces by a giant axe, underneath which was a dark forest cold abyss. Floating cities are built in the Rift Valley, combined with ageless fog, making them easy to defend.

The theory instructor stood in front of the bus and took this guide's commentary and read it out. All participants were concerned and apparently did not hear much.

The theoretical mentor simply moved a box and stuffed a travel brochure in everyone's hands.

Zoe was reluctant to cheer up: “The floating city tourism industry is developing well...”

Instructor slaps his thigh: “No. Only the Federation nobles have come in these two years, the ones outside that tarnish our image, the mess... what do you want to cut a kidney into Floating City first?! Funny! What are we collecting so many waists for?! Don't publicize the facts! In the future, you will introduce people to the training, and give them a 90% discount on the travel brochure. Wait another year, maybe the delivery will work..."

Zoe picked up the travel brochure and handed it to Witch Jane.

Two minutes later, he turned stiff: “Is the witch nervous? ”

Witch Jane swallowed a sip: “A little...”

Zoe hurriedly took out the whitemoonlight C-spot aura consolation: “The training institute will certainly not let us die on the stage for a while, although there will be no lifeboat. ”

Witch Jane nodded and analyzed: “It should be fine, otherwise she wouldn't send us a travel brochure... waste paper. ”

Zoe Cisso: “If we leave our boxes in the car, we can recycle the brochure in case anything happens. ”

"" … "

Zoe, shut up right now.

Two more minutes later, Zoe turned stiff again: "Little, little witch nervous? ”

Witch Jane shook her head: “Better than just now... Zoigo nervous? ”

Zoe seriously rebutted, sweating her palms and hands: "How can I be nervous?... Witch, why don't you tell us about the book you saw last time, what novel, and relieve us of the atmosphere... The Floating King unmasked the mask, the queen and the four magistrates obscured him with a green hat. ”

Witch Jane stood still and tried to argue, “I-I haven't seen it. - Zoe, do you believe me? ”

The bus slowly enters the Dark Sky City of Azure.

Near evening, Yunxia rolled over. Nearly everyone had a faint look when the underground escape stadium appeared on block 16.

Dark brick walls, bright domes, four blocks of buildings like the Temple of Rehabilitation, but beneath the Temple you kill like Hell Shura. There are signs and silver engravings that Zoe and Witch Jane saw a month ago.

“Block 16, owned by Floating City. ”

Witch Jane looked down at the tour manual. Floating City's three major economic lifeblood, the Fugitive Killer Show has been the number one and has been surpassed by the genetic industry in recent years.

A group of learners stepped out silently, and as they left, Witch Jane even saw someone write a will on paper… but was soon taken out by a mentor and forcibly replaced the paper and pen with voice input - preventing the writing of a suicide note from delaying everyone's time.

Apparently, the learner is already foolish.

Behind the theoretical mentor, a month later, Witch Jane entered the underground arena again.

He remembered the secret base that was so deep beneath the field - looking down, the marble tiles were neatly laid out, he could see nothing.

The little lady who received the audience at the door changed and wore the same style of tutu and kowtowed on a melon seed of similar shape. When she saw a group of cadets, she nodded and took them away. “The terminal must be closed, please cooperate with the inspection ~ I checked in the number, go with me to prepare them in the back, the rest wait here...”

The first 10 people out, Zoe Hernan, were among them.

Zoe: “Little witch... wait for your brother...”

Witch Jane gave him a hug and whispered something in his ear. The white moonlight sniper finally calmed down: “The little witch is right, we are professionals...”

Then he made a gesture to Witch Jane and decided to step into the graduation exam.

Twenty minutes later, the young lady reappeared, finished her hand and changed the bag of almonds: “Okay, next approval ready, A073...”

Witch Jane took a deep breath and entered the prep room.

The curtains surrounded a narrow compartment, and Witch Jane quickly changed into a battle suit, her left hand slightly peeking into her right wrist, and indeed there was no sign of a lifestyle cabin - an underground escape race, which was indeed a struggle for her life.

The mask used for the contest has also been replaced with a new material, a lightweight patch that ensures that the player can fly off and not be identified. There are only two ropes left in the back of the mask, more decorative and no problem with a bow.

It's only 10 minutes from the start of the assessment.

Witch Jane finally checked the equipment and repeatedly picked a raid/assault/rifle/gun.

Five minutes left.

There was a burst of cheer in the field, and someone fell and crashed into the next room, and the smell of stinging blood came through.

Witch Jane took a slight breath and took a quick, deep breath to regain her mood.

Two minutes.

Witch Jane closed her eyes and finally flashed through her head the sense of shooting, calibration, tactical evasion, gunfire. At the moment before bending over to grab the gun, she reached out to confirm that the mask was solid -

The curtain behind him was pushed away.

Witch Jane turned back in surprise.

“Keep your head down.” Familiar voices sound low.

Witch Jane quickly lowered her head and shouted excitedly: “Brother -”

The guard reached out in the dark light, his rough fingers crossed the curly hair, clamped the mask together and tied a knot.

“I'll stand here.” Horseman Speaks: “Like training, you can stop whenever you look in my direction. ”

Witch Jane sighed, but shook her head slightly.

The guardian looked at the rabbit sperm in the dark: "Have you made up your mind? ”

Witch Jane: "Hmm! ”

This is his graduation exam. If you stand behind the big man, even if the four days of special training are very rewarding, you will not be able to cross this camp.

Last minute.

A staff member came quickly here and the audience sounded as if looking forward to the next round of players. Witch Jane picked up the gun and subconsciously touched the complex rope behind the mask: "Brother! How do you solve this...”

"You don't have to know. ”

Witch Jane is confused.

"When you return to victory, I will personally untie you. ”

Witch Jane was stunned.

At this moment, the curtains suddenly unravel, the bright lights will light up the road to the center of the arena, hundreds of spectators will cheer on the observation deck, the last winner is in the center of the arena, fiercely looking in the direction of the witchcraft appearance -

The juvenile's eyes were sharp and sharp.

He turned on his gun insurance and finally made a gesture and walked forward with no hesitation in the light.

Thank you, however, I chose silence x3, mosquitoes holding cabbage, bamboo, Cinono rockets ~ ~

Thank you Peach Peach x2, Lilite, Qin Xuanfeng, Monster King, Bermuda Grenade ~ ~

Thank you Ji Dongfeng x2, drunken fishing night x2, some, you calm down, peach peach, miji jiakjbc, chill, strawberry smoothie, pickle vegetable dish, oh, no illusions in the south, sunai, spirit spirit spirit, ambiguity, fish come and go, mosquito holding cabbage, starpoint, sun, danceflamingo, snow light lines, charity, start of crime, fox sacrifice, monster king, poetry cold, fallen brother, divine and big white ice, soft, yet I choose silence, Bermuda Bermuda mine ~ ~

Chipmunk, we'll resume the order tomorrow and Saturday, if the blood returns, it'll be two more! Hold the reader down and rub!