Hearing this, An Yan turned his head to look at the split screen on the left, and his sight immediately caught sight of screen 317. The first thing that caught his eye was a dazzling red, and then he saw the extremely petite figure, and he couldn't help but be stunned. Isn't this a child?
When he saw the scene clearly, the surprise and laughter in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of deep thought. The direction she was walking...
"Hu Chi."
"Yes!" Without saying anything, Hu Chi immediately called up the entire video of screen 317 and pulled the picture back to the moment when he first entered the illusion.
An Yan walked to the screen, closed his eyes, and slowly released his mental power to concentrate on split screen No. 317.
Everything returned to the beginning, the scene where Zuo Han had just entered the "endless desert".
Her flaming red hair was tied up high, and the slightly curly waves meandered down to her knees like rolling waves of fire.
Amidst the boundless yellow sand, this delicate figure clearly looked incredibly small and fragile. Yet, her silent, deep affection, her blood-red eyes, and her fiery red hair inexplicably gave rise to a power deep within one's heart, a power that burned endlessly, a power that could ignite the very heavens...
This scene has left an indelible mark in An Yan's heart ever since. It seemed as if it happened in an instant, and yet it seemed as if endless years had passed.
In the video, Lu Tingying's voice was heard, and Zuo Han did not move until the end of her voice.
Suddenly, she closed her eyes and slowly opened her hands. Her long fiery red hair moved without wind, brushing across her fair and tender face.
When she opened her eyes, An Yan felt a powerful force coming towards him. He was caught off guard and his mental strength almost collapsed.
This power was not the fire ability he had previously thought it was. It did not have the scorching feeling he had imagined. Instead, it was an incomparably pure and thick energy. However, it had a great impact on his mental strength.
This state did not last long. In just a moment, the energy dissipated without a trace, so fast that it made people think it was an illusion. But An Yan knew that it was definitely not an illusion.
After retracting the energy, Zuo Han did not make any other moves, but turned around and walked in the direction he saw in his mind.
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Seeing this, An Yan already had several guesses in his mind. Thinking of the remaining tasks, he stopped and slowly withdrew his mental power.
As soon as he opened his eyes, An Yan was met with four dark pupils. For a moment, he felt a little uncomfortable. He lowered his head, raised his fist, and coughed twice. When he looked up again, he had regained his usual indifference. "Don't forget your responsibilities. Return to your position."
After finishing speaking, they found that the two did not turn around and leave. Hu Chi was fine, but why did Lu Tingying, who always obeyed orders...
"Reporting to the Colonel, two minutes ago, No. 965's illusion showed signs of collapse. I suspect it was caused by the mutated mental power of that examinee."
Hearing this, An Yan couldn't control himself for once. He reached out and touched his forehead, trying to hide the helpless emotion on his face. What was wrong with the candidates this year? Every one of them was so abnormal. To be able to collapse the eighth-level illusion in the first floor hall, how violent must their mental power be...
He had just endured a disguised attack from a little loli. If he had to endure that violent mutated mental power again, his spiritual sea would surely be affected. How would he accomplish what he was going to do next?
An Yan's unusual behavior surprised the other two. Lu Tingying, emotion overcoming reason, stepped forward and asked worriedly, "Colonel, are you okay?"
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