Chapter 532: Really Picking Your Shrimp Line

After checking in at the base camp and receiving sports cameras to record their achievements, most of the students have already completed their task selection and started the assessment.

Unlike the candidates who chose to join the army and needed to undergo simple military training and grouping, the candidates who accepted free missions had already left the coverage of the main camp and began to prepare to search for alien races to kill them and obtain assessment scores and military merits.

Yes, even during the college entrance examination, before entering the formal organization of the human race, candidates will have corresponding military merits if they complete the assessment items.

The principle is simple, rewards and punishments are clear.

He had completed the corresponding task and made contributions to humanity and the human race. Even if he had only killed a weak alien that had not even reached the acquired realm, it was still a contribution.

If there is contribution, there will be military merit.

In addition to the miniature cameras with integrated positioning systems worn by the candidates, the super-large monitoring arrays set up by humans in this secondary starry sky battlefield used as a buffer can also scan their every move.

This is not only for record keeping, but more importantly for their safety and to reduce unnecessary deaths.

The hidden security guard is one of this series of preventive measures.

After all, this is just the martial arts college entrance examination.

The college entrance examination is also an assessment. It does not really send students directly to the battlefield and then let them go.

Without the students' knowledge, the invigilators can secretly collect information on their performance in battle through the combined monitoring of magic arrays and technology, so as to make more fair and just judgments.

In a mature team, logistics, support, and reconnaissance are all essential and important positions, and are the necessary guarantees that determine whether a team can go far.

However, even people who have only played MOBA games know that in a game of equal strength, the one with the highest KD will always be the combatant, and usually the assassin who is responsible for harvesting and beheading.

So, can you say that the T in the front row is not important?

The support that controls you is not important?

The mage who helps you lower your opponent’s health is not important?

Or is it not important to take out the enemy’s front row and help you get to the enemy’s back row?

Without them, can you fight five people at once?

This is just a game.

In a real local battle, there will be more positions in the team, more people, and the power that each person can exert will be greater.

In order to ensure the fairness of the assessment of combat merits, in addition to lone wolves fighting alone, how to distribute combat merits in a team battle, and relying on monitoring equipment for human control and AI dual-assisted assessment becomes particularly important.

The same thing.

No matter how much you contribute, as long as you make a contribution to the human race, you should have a share of the military merit.

The number of enemies killed is not the only criterion for judging.

Otherwise, if there is a dog that can only kill heads, should we give him the MVP award?

This is obviously unreasonable.

Whether it is military achievements or assessment scores, there has been a very mature judgment method over the past few hundred years to make it as fair as possible.

What belongs to you will not be less, and what does not belong to you will not be more.

Outside the Star Gate, all members of the marking team gathered in a temporary monitoring and command hall.

The teachers divided the work and cooperated to continuously judge and record the large amount of information displayed on the countless screens in the field.

"This year we have a Wang Teng, and the higher-ups have increased the difficulty of the college entrance exam."

A middle-aged male teacher with a slightly bald head put down the recording tablet in his hand and couldn't help but sigh.

"Faced with these lobsters, which are difficult for low-level warriors to defeat, far fewer students chose to hunt freely compared to last year. They all felt that it was difficult to fight. It's a good thing that they can recognize their own strengths and choose tasks with higher thresholds, but I'm afraid our average score will drop."

"It can't be helped. This is the price of genius," another teacher sighed. "One high-level warrior can exert a greater influence than dozens or even hundreds of low-level warriors. For the growth of the genius, the others who are accompanying him have to suffer a small loss. This is their misfortune."

"If you're truly talented, even a slight increase in difficulty won't affect you. For those without talent, what difference does the difficulty make?" the stern-faced female teacher commented unkindly. "This is actually a good thing for those idiots who already have very low abilities. It evens out the gap between them and those with even the slightest bit of ability."

"Sister Li is right. There's nothing we can do about it. The situation in the Starry Sky Battlefield is truly not optimistic. After the pagan incident last time, those Feiyu tribe chickens attacked the front lines like crazy, greatly increasing the losses."

"It's just impotent rage. Brother Liu dug out a large number of pagans a while ago and annihilated their tentacles on Blue Star. It would be strange if those big chickens weren't anxious. I hope they won't do anything desperate."

"Hmph, if they dare to attack, they will be defeated!"

"Alright, stop flattering me. I'll be satisfied if you can help me hold this last shift." Listening to the teachers' cacophony of condemnation against the alien race, Liu Dao couldn't help but laugh. "This time, the secret sentry is a very powerful warrior, even stronger than me. You can rest assured about his safety."

"Stronger than Brother Liu?" a young teacher exclaimed, "You are a celestial warrior! In our remote little place, even if a prodigy like Wang Teng emerged, there wouldn't be such a big move!"

Liu Dao shook his head slightly: "It is related to Wang Teng, but his existence is an accident, it cannot be replicated, and it only happens once."

It must be said that Lu Wenwu’s coming here does have something to do with Wang Teng.

But it wasn't for him that I agreed to it, it was for Qian Xiaopang.

What does Wang Teng, a son of destiny created by the Blue Star Consciousness, have to worry about?

With the good fortune of the human race on his side, he can probably escape danger even if the world is broken.

What Lu Wenwu was really worried about was Qian Xiaopang. Who knew if this kid Wang Teng had the status of having boundless magical powers like his teammates!

People like Xiao Huohuo who can seize the opportunity to save others are the sons of luck, but people like Han Lao Mo and Huang Tiandi who lose their teammates along the way are also sons of luck!

How many of those who teamed up with them to go on dungeons had a good ending?

Lu Wenwu was worried about whether his silly apprentice with little fighting ability could withstand the backlash of the son of luck and rise to fame with the other party.

It’s safer to see it with your own eyes.

"Brother Liu, could you tell me a little bit about who that person is?" the young teacher asked curiously, "Could it be the Yu family from the imperial capital?"

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask. If you don't want to die, don't make random guesses. That person's identity is top secret. Leaking it will be considered treason!"

Liu Dao's expression suddenly became serious, his eyes were like knives, and the aura of a celestial warrior suddenly burst out.

"I'm not kidding you. If you don't want your entire clan to be implicated, put away your curiosity and don't even think about asking. If someone's behavior displeases that person, and punishment is bestowed upon them, they will become the sinner of the entire human race!"

In an instant, the entire monitoring and command center fell silent.

Ever since Liu Dao was injured and retired from the battlefield and came to Heicheng to take up his post, he has always been very kind and has no airs in his daily life.

But just now, when that cold murderous intent descended, everyone finally remembered Liu Dao's former name in a trance.

Gale Blade!

That was the reputation he had earned by killing aliens on the starry battlefield, and it was the aliens' fear of him, their former enemy. It was not some praise he had earned by practicing in an ivory tower!

This powerful oppressive force came quickly and went away quickly.

In just a few seconds, it receded like the tide, and all the teachers felt as if they had survived a disaster.

No one dared to bring up the previous topic again and everyone returned to work.

The atmosphere in the entire marking group became somewhat depressing and silent.

However, this low-pressure atmosphere only lasted for a short while before being broken, and the formation gave feedback on the battle fluctuations.

Too fast!

How long has the exam started?

Almost all the teachers had the same idea in their minds, and they all looked towards the largest display screen in the middle.

It was this sight that made their expressions become a little strange at the same time, and they felt confused in their hearts.

These two guys on the screen

What on earth are you doing!

In the picture, Wang Teng and Qian Xiaopang, a pair of brothers, are walking on the edge of a "lake", looking into the lake from time to time, and even picking up stones to skip on the water.

This world has relatively little land, but is extremely rich in water resources such as giant lakes, swamps, rivers, and streams.

This is normal since it's where the Red Claw Tribe lives.

Because of this, walking on the edge of a water system is an extremely dangerous and reckless act, and it is very easy to be ambushed by the Red Claw Tribe hiding there.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Just after Qian Xiaopang casually threw a stone down, three red figures suddenly popped out from the mud and leaped high.

It is a three-headed monster with a body length of about 1.7 meters and a lobster-like appearance!

Their lower limbs appear normal, but from their claws to their upper limbs they appear extremely thick and completely disproportionate to their lower body.

The reddish-brown claws were reflected in the sunlight, giving off a metallic luster. The hideous spikes on the blade edge were gleaming with a cold light, and were incredibly sharp.

Among them, the lobster monster in the middle is taller than the other two lobster monsters, and exudes an aura that is as high as the heavenly realm.

One of its claws was holding a rusty spear that exuded some spiritual power.

A faint blue light flickered above the well-preserved tip of the gun, revealing its murderous intent without a trace of concealment.

“Man, it’s delicious!”

The three-headed lobster monsters formed a triangular shape and rushed towards Qian Xiaopang, who was closest to the water.

A hint of blue had risen above the claws of the two lobster monsters on the left and right sides that had entered the Dao realm. They were unable to speak but were constantly making strange noises.

Qian Xiaopang seemed to be frightened silly. He stood there blankly, watching the three-headed lobster monster getting closer and closer to him.

Wang Teng subconsciously wanted to save his brother.

But when he looked closely, he found that something seemed wrong.

So he put his sword back in his hand and watched the battle from where he was.

Sure enough, just when the rusty spear was about to pierce Qian Xiaopang, his body, which had lost its fat due to long-term training, suddenly flashed with incredible agility.

Qian Xiaopang casually stepped to the right to avoid the spear's attack. His face was expressionless, and his left hand suddenly turned into steel-black, and he actually grasped the spear head directly in his hand.

After holding the spear, Qian Xiaopang took another step, dodging the attacking claws of the lobster monster on the right, and with two ghostly steps, he leaped behind the celestial lobster monster, pulled out the kitchen knife on his waist and chopped it down!

“Crack!”

The gray-brown kitchen knife, made of an unknown material, burst out with blade intent and easily cut into the lobster monster's neck.

The kitchen knife cut into the seam of the shell, and then gently cut it from right to left along the trace connecting the soft shell, making only a slight sound.

As the nerves controlling its body were severed, the lobster monster in the Heavenly Man Realm suddenly lost control of its lower body. Only its pair of large claws, which were barely able to move with the support of its qi and blood, could still move.

"People, damn it!"

Roaring in anger while suppressing the pain, the lobster monster tried to take back the weapon he had snatched from another human from the enemy.

But its movements were already slow because its nerves were severed, and the Red Claw Clan itself was not a race known for its strength. Even though it pulled with all its might, it was unable to move at all.

Instead, Qian Xiaopang exerted a little force, and the base of its left claw, which was holding the gun, suddenly made a "click" sound. The spear slipped out of its hand instantly, and its claws drooped limply.

Qian Xiaopang's originally cold expression, as if he had been killing fish in RT-Mart for ten years, was suddenly filled with regret and disbelief.

In less than a second, it turned into shame and anger.

With his qi and blood circulating, the muscles in his left arm suddenly expanded three times. The long spear that had been snatched away shot out in the air, tearing through layers of air and hitting the head of one of the crayfish monsters that pounced on him again.

The terrifying force threw its body out, and the end of the spear was nailed to a big rock, and the tail end was still buzzing.

Another flash of knife light passed by, and the upper half of the other crayfish's head disappeared.

Its body was still rushing forward under the influence of inertia and nerves, and it fell headfirst to the ground, with half of its yellow shrimp brain flowing out.

"My yellow!"

Qian Xiaopang howled like a ghost, his face showing a look of heartache.

He put the kitchen knife back into the sheath and covered the wound he had just made at the connection between the shells of the celestial lobster monster with his left hand. His right hand turned into a jade-like shape and pierced into it like lightning.

True energy surged in the meridians, and mental power spread out.

He fumbled in it for a while, and seemed to have finally touched something, and a hint of joy finally appeared on his uncomfortable face.

"come out!"

Qian Xiaopang roared, and his entire right arm turned into a crystal clear jade-like appearance.

Use your muscles to pull hard backwards!

"laugh!"

A long, thin black strip covered with blue blood and light yellow "mucus" was pulled out by him.

The lobster monster in the celestial realm seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and collapsed limply on the ground. Due to nerve reflex, it kept rolling into shrimp balls and then releasing them, shaking its body in pain.

"Huh, that's not easy."

Qian Xiaopang wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead with his forearm and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luckily, the skills I practiced with the shrimp monster didn't fail, but instead exceeded my expectations. This is the most complete shrimp thread I've ever extracted from a living creature!"

"There's no large opening in the brain, and the shrimp brain is intact. The shrimp thread pulled out by the jade-drawing hand is not broken or damaged. Only the left claw was slightly broken when handling the food. Fortunately, it's still intact. Fifth Brother shouldn't scold me."

(End of this chapter)