Chapter 44: Too Much, Eating Sweet Potatoes While Others Fight for Their Lives
Xia Xue’s performance received unanimous approval from the examiners.
Wang Zihao swung his huge double-bladed sword, decapitating the Worf Beastman in front of him.
His face showed bloodlust, his mouth revealing arrogance.
Berserker, true to the name.
In battle, rationality decreased while becoming extremely wild.
This was without even entering berserk mode. Once berserked, he might lose all reason.
"Going all out from the start, efficiency will likely drop sharply later."
"Doesn’t know how to manage stamina, needs improvement in this area."
"Not as good as Xia Xue in this regard."
The examiners cared more about combat adaptability than kill count.
First, they looked at ability to last the full 30 minutes.
Second, they compared combat power at the start versus the end.
Real battles often last a while. Going all out at the start leaves nothing for later.
Comparing Wang Zihao to Xia Xue, the examiners already had their answer.
Xia Xue was clearly superior.
Zuo Mei, like Wang Zihao, also chose Hell difficulty.
Compared to Wang Zihao’s all-out fighting style, Zuo Mei utilized the Infiltrator career’s agility to the extreme.
She moved nimbly in all directions like a ghost, toying with the Worf Beastman.
Every move was crisp, without waste, conserving energy.
Her dagger strikes were fast, vicious and accurate, dealing considerable damage each time.
She also used skills at appropriate times to control the Worf Beastman Warrior and even interrupt its skills.
She displayed a high level of mastery of her current skills.
Zuo Mei’s performance also gained the examiners’ approval.
After one round of observation, the examiners had a good understanding of each examinee’s situation.
They had formed evaluation standards in their minds.
Back to Lin Moyu’s side...
The examiners were speechless.
"This kid... is going too far."
"I agree, it’s really too much."
"This guy actually brought food in his pocket, what was he thinking?"
"Are sweet potatoes that delicious? Watching him eat is making me hungry."
Lin Moyu was leisurely eating sweet potatoes one bite at a time.
He had taken the sweet potatoes out and put them in his pocket before entering the exam.
Storage spaces couldn’t be used during the exam, so what if he got hungry?
Now with his skeleton warriors instantly killing monsters, he had nothing to do, so naturally he started eating sweet potatoes.
"Eating during the big exam, a first in history."
"Note this down, let him go down in history for this."
"I think this exam is too easy for him, should we increase the difficulty?"
The examiners were annoyed. Others were struggling with the exam, while Lin Moyu was so relaxed.
Yet his performance was still far ahead.
"No need, the exam must be fair no matter what."
Ning Xuanfeng hadn’t spoken since the exam began.
But from his eyes, one could see he was very interested in Lin Moyu.
"This little fellow is quite interesting."
During the 30 minutes, people continuously gave up or withdrew due to injuries.
The sustained combat was a severe test of endurance for every career professional.
Unlike dungeons where you could rest when tired.
Only Lin Moyu could even take a nap if he wanted.
As time passed,
Finally, after 30 minutes, all monsters disappeared simultaneously.
"It’s finally over."
"Any longer and I couldn’t have held on."
"So terrifying, I’ve never been this tired even in dungeons."
Most people collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.
The short 30 minutes had nearly exhausted their energy.
Xia Xue’s face was also slightly pale.
For 30 minutes, she had carefully controlled her skills, conserving as much as possible.
Her spirit power was almost completely depleted.
With storage spaces sealed during the exam, no extra items could be used to recover spirit power.
It was indeed very difficult.
"Finally over."
"I must have killed over 200, so that’s over 200 points."
Wang Zihao was completely collapsed on the ground.
Towards the end, his efficiency was far lower than at the start.
Large energy consumption and skill cooldowns had sharply reduced his combat power.
"I must have killed over 50. This Hell difficulty is really not easy."
Among everyone, only Lin Moyu’s condition was the best.
He had passed these 30 minutes as if watching a show.
"This round of exams is over."
"522 examinees participated in this round, of which 278 were disqualified due to injuries or voluntarily giving up."
"The remaining 244 examinees qualify for the next round of exams. Of course, you may also choose to give up."
"The next round will be more difficult and intense, possibly life-threatening. Please choose carefully."
Everyone received a prompt simultaneously, allowing them to choose whether to give up or continue the exam.
Continuing meant facing harder exams with potential life danger.
Giving up now would leave regrets.
Many people were suddenly caught in a dilemma.
The examiners all showed mischievous smiles.
"How many will choose to give up this time?"
"Based on previous years, at least a third will give up."
"This year’s pass rate is similar to last year’s. So far about 60% have been eliminated."
632 combat class professionals started the exam, now only 244 remained.
"Looks like they’re all struggling to decide. Let’s give them another push to help them decide."
The authoritative voice sounded again:
"Even if you give up now, your scores are enough to enter higher education institutions."
"You have 60 seconds to consider. If no choice is made after 60 seconds, you’ll be considered as continuing."
This was the last straw, completely breaking many people’s psychological defenses.
"I choose to give up."
"I quit."
"Can’t continue anymore, I’ll die if I do."
Many students chose to give up.
But even more chose to continue.
Having come this far, it would be a shame not to continue.