The first person to fail appeared, which immediately dampened the spirits of the trainees waiting for the assessment.
In other words, the difficulty still exists; it's not as simple as it seems.
These students overlooked a problem, as did the researchers.
Only Wan Xingyan knew, so he wore a bitter smile.
The first three to be assessed were also the most confident. Their daily performance in every area far surpassed that of the other students; they were simply not on the same level.
The reason I passed the assessment so easily is because of my superior qualifications, and it has nothing to do with the difficulty of the assessment.
A distraught Yu Cong emerged from the floating bubble. He stared blankly at the transparent bubble, unable to describe his feelings. He felt a sense of disorientation, and a wave of oppressive emotions overwhelmed him, making it hard to breathe.
Looking around, the sophisticated equipment radiated a bright, flowing energy. This dreamlike scene was no longer relevant to him; he hadn't even experienced what power was.
I have no idea what it feels like to pilot a War Maiden.
What a profound sense of loss!
Failure is not terrible; what is terrible is not knowing why he failed. What are the evaluation criteria? Why has Instructor Wan never explained them?
Under what circumstances is the brain-like concept judged?
Before Yu Cong could feel even more distressed, the order to return to the ground via the cloud ladder was immediately given. He stood on the cloud ladder in a daze, forgetting even how he got down, his whole being in a state of nightmare.
Upon reaching the ground and descending the ladder, he forgot how to rejoin the crowd. Like a soulless walking corpse, he casually found a place to sit down, took off his glasses, and looked down at the ground.
Even Zhu Yibai didn't know whether he should go and comfort him. They weren't far apart, and he stared at the bespectacled senior's figure in silence for a while.
For those who have waited a long time, cases that fail to pass the review are also a great torment.
Zhao Xuerou finally couldn't take it anymore. She thought that even if she was going to die, she should die quickly. Otherwise, if she stayed on the surface and waited, her spirit would be worn away.
No one volunteered immediately.
She stepped forward immediately.
"I! I want to be tested!" The pleasant voice that broke the silence drew everyone's attention, and even the researchers in the testing room looked over through the window.
Everyone was wondering who had such courage, and they were even more shocked when they saw this slightly frail and beautiful figure.
"Zhao Xuerou??"
"Hasn't she always had an unstable mentality? And her grades have always been below average, so why is she enrolling now?"
"I don't know, I don't think she'll pass."
I think so too.
Amidst the whispers and discussions, Zhao Xuerou took a few steps forward and stood in front of Wan Xingyan. "I'll go next," she said calmly.
"Okay, then you go up. Prepare the ladder!"
The researchers, still in a daze, quickly pressed the button.
They didn't quite understand what this seemingly pretty girl was capable of, but someone who had survived until now and stood out from thousands of people was definitely not just a pretty face.
And so, Zhao Xuerou started the test before Ke Bing. Before leaving the ground, she glanced at her friend.
"Go for it!" She saw Xiao Bing mouth this, while simultaneously clenching her fist and bending her arm downwards.
I can do it.
At the same time, Zhao Xuerou said to herself.
The same scene of the hatch opening, the same shockâafter she stepped into the cockpit, her mouth remained agape.
She gazed in amazement at this technologically advanced world, her beautiful eyes sparkling! She even reached out her fair hand and carefully touched the transparent wall with her fingertips, feeling its warmth.
It was as if blood was flowing beneath the "skin" of this war maiden.
Looking towards the bubble, Zhao Xuerou was even more astonished. "Could this be the driver's seat?"
Since it was her first time entering, she wasn't really sure. She had originally thought it would be a regular seat, but the design was far too advanced.
It seems there's only one possibility now, because there's no room left inside the interior to place a driver's seat.
Out of curiosity, Zhao Xuerou leaned closer and gently touched the outer wall of the suspended bubble. Unexpectedly, the moment she made contact, a suction force was generated, pulling her in completely.
It was almost a fall; she lost all sense of weight.
Before she could even panic or react, a soft cushion appeared in the inner wall where Zhao Xuerou had fallen, supporting her weight and lifting her up.
At the same time, a neutral voice devoid of any emotion rang out.
Brain-like No. 4.
"Host detection, fifth test student, Zhao Xuerou, shall we initiate mental linking?"
"Wait... let me get ready!"
She quickly took a few deep breaths to calm her racing heartbeat and tucked her disheveled hair back, but her condition did not improve as she had hoped.
This can be seen from her constantly trembling fingertips.
"Okay, let's start the connection!"
With only five minutes to spare, she had no choice but to proceed with the test, despite her nervousness.
Another long wait ensued, and she felt like a squid being fried on a hot plate by a vendor, her body burning with intense heat every moment. She had never been as nervous as she was now.
If I fail the test today, all my efforts will be in vain. Even if I can stay in the Federation and do other work, it will not make up for the regret of not being able to pilot the War Maiden.
However, if everything in this world could be achieved through effort, there wouldn't be so many imperfect story endings.
This time, Zhao Xuerou failed to deliver the last-minute winning goal. She counted down the five minutes in her mind, one second passing, then another.
Until it reaches zero...
Until a neutral mechanical voice sounded.
"Zhao Xuerou failed the assessment due to the inability to establish a mental link!"
Perhaps her fate was sealed from the very beginning, and no matter how hard she tried, it would be in vain.
Is walking through this period of time together the right answer?
Nobody knows.
She herself didn't know.
However, this time she wasn't so sad. It seemed that the guillotine that could have cut her in half had already fallen. She hadn't been killed; the last test had given her a reason to be strong.
Even the losers survive.
After descending the ladder, Ke Bing came over to comfort them, but when the two looked at each other, Ke Bing was stunned.
She actually saw a relieved smile on Xiao Rou's face.
No mistake, Ke Bingzai examined it carefully, confirming again and again that the smile did not contain a trace of sadness, only a hint of regret.
"Okay, it'll be your turn soon. If you pass, take my share with you."
She whispered in Xiaobing's ear.
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