Chapter 44: One in a Hundred
In the summer morning, around four or five o'clock, the sky was just beginning to turn light, and there was no smell of animals.
Everything is so pure that it makes people feel relaxed and happy, like a light ink painting filled with the pleasant scent of green grass.
Since he officially started practicing, Wen Zhengming wakes up very early every day.
At this time, he would choose to go out for a walk.
Look at the office workers rushing to work, the stall owners busy greeting people, and the endless stream of vehicles on the street.
Then tell yourself that this is life, and their lives will change because of me.
The years were peaceful, but things also changed dramatically.
Sitting in the breakfast shop, Wen Zhengming ordered a tray of soup dumplings.
"Boss, there seem to be fewer people here today than usual."
"Yeah, there are indeed fewer people. They have all gone to the suburbs to participate in the military recruitment. Wow, this is the first time I've seen so many people go to the military recruitment in all these years. In the past, there were only so many people in the star selection and singer selection."
The boss replied while fiddling with the drawer in his hand, with white steam coming out of it.
"Oh, is that so?"
Wen Zhengming lowered his head and bit into the soup dumpling. The thick soup poured into his mouth, impacting his taste buds and sense of smell at the same time.
After reaching level 19, his senses became more acute and he enjoyed more food.
After finishing the soup dumplings in the drawer, Wen Zhengming scanned the code to pay the bill and returned home.
Opening the map, the view changes rapidly. Outside the Third Department of the Ministry of War, there are all kinds of vehicles parked.
In the morning breeze, the team stretched from the entrance of the Third Department to the horizon. Among them were teenagers, middle-aged people, and even one or two minors.
They looked at the long line and whispered to each other.
Wen Zhengming slowly tore open the milk tea powder with the Meng Tea House brand printed on it, poured in boiling water, then sat in front of the computer desk and watched everything quietly.
Wen Zhengming casually glanced at the Ming Dynasty recruitment page on his computer and found that the number of applicants had reached more than 210,000.
"Sure enough... no one can refuse extraordinary."
Wen Zhengming smiled, smelled the fragrance of milk tea, and read on quietly.
On the map, outside the third company, a dejected person would come out every minute or so, and almost one would come out for every person who went in.
At first, no one cared much about it, but as more people came out, some people began to get confused.
"Brother, what's going on with you guys?"
"What happened? I was rejected!" the man said dejectedly.
"Did you know your application was rejected so quickly?" The people in the queue seemed a little surprised. The speed was indeed a bit fast.
"We'll touch you from head to toe, and then we'll let you know whether you've been rejected or passed." The man who came out replied, seeming to think this was too fast.
"Touch them all? How long?" someone at the back asked.
Everyone burst into laughter.
The man glanced at the people who were making trouble and said coldly, "You can gloat over my misfortune as much as you want. You will know when the time comes. Among the more than 50 people in front of me, no one made it past the mark."
After saying this, the man turned around and left, as if he didn't want to stay in this sad place any longer.
There are more than fifty in the past, and you didn’t pass any of them?
The men who were originally gloating suddenly looked at each other in bewilderment.
“Is the elimination rate so high?”
At this time, another man came out, and it seemed that he was also eliminated.
He heard the surprised voices of the crowd, looked up at them, shook his head and said, "I just heard from the people in the Third Department that this extraordinary team had previously recruited from the Jinyiwei, the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of War, and the acceptance rate was less than 0.4%. If any of you say that 80% of you are overestimating you."
After saying that, he shook his head and left.
Hearing this, everyone panicked. They had always thought that the screening should be layer-by-layer, so how come 996 out of a thousand people were eliminated in one go?
A cool breeze blew in the early morning, and everyone suddenly felt a little chilly.
Only Wen Zhengming, who was looking at the crowd from afar, was not surprised at all. With nearly seven billion people, he had only issued 156 places. If the entire human race was tested, the probability would be even lower.
Wen Zhengming took a sip of the warm milk tea, the rich aroma flowing down his throat, and continued to admire the people in front of him.
Ever since he discovered the skill of long-distance map spying, he indeed stopped watching live broadcasts of games, but he fell in love with this alternative live broadcast.
At this time, someone in the team recalled what the first person said and said:
"Touching the whole body, isn't this touching the bones? I heard that in the old days, some people could tell a person's fate by touching their bones. When boxers teach boxing, they also touch the bones to judge the apprentice's aptitude."
"But this elimination rate is too shocking!" someone said unwillingly.
At this time, a well-mannered man wearing glasses said:
"Is it surprising? Actually, it's not surprising. Taoism is the oldest of all the religions in the Ming Dynasty. Taoism was at its peak during the Song Dynasty, when Taoism was the state religion. There were about 100 million people at the time, but there were only 20,000 Taoists, which is equivalent to a probability of 0.2 in 10,000."
"At first I thought it was mainly determined by the attitude of the Taoists. Taoism has never been about spreading the teachings to the world. They emphasize that whether you believe in it or not is your own business. If you believe in it, whether you are qualified to learn it is up to me. If you learn it, whether you can learn it depends on fate."
"But now it seems that it may be because of qualifications."
"What does this have to do with Taoism?"
"If there are supernatural beings, which lineage do you think the earliest supernatural beings belonged to?" The gentle man adjusted his glasses and asked.
Everyone fell silent. The oldest religion of the native ethnic group of the Ming Dynasty was Taoism, which could be traced back to the ancient period of Emperor Huangdi. If there really were supernatural beings in this world, Taoism would be the most likely sect.
Only Taoism tirelessly seeks immortality.
"Why do you care? I don't want to think about this. If I can be a soldier, I can eat the food of the Ming government. If I can't be a soldier, I won't starve to death with this strength."
At this time a rough voice sounded.
My goodness, don’t you all want to become extraordinary?
Is there really anyone who comes to serve in the army?
Shit! There is an honest man here, everyone is bullying him.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a man who was about 1.9 meters tall, muscular, and broad-shouldered. He looked to be in his twenties.
He stood out among the crowd like a crane among chickens, his pair of arms, which were incredibly strong, were even thicker than the thighs of ordinary people.
"Why are you looking at me? Look at this muscle. Can I, Kong Erleng, still deceive you?"
Kong Erleng bent his right arm, revealing a muscle block like a lump of steel, as if he was showing off, or as if he was telling everyone: I can really support myself by carrying bricks.
That biceps is bigger than a person's head.
My goodness, with this physique, ordinary people really can’t bully this honest child.
Everyone looked at him and shook their heads.
The team was not far away and it would be their turn soon. Everyone really didn't want to compete with an honest man.
Especially the honest people who 99% of the time you can’t beat them.
Under the gloomy sky, the line moved forward quickly, but it was still getting longer and longer.
Two hundred and one thousand people are distributed all over the Ming Dynasty, coming from all directions, and this number is still growing rapidly. This team will only get longer in the next few days.
Zhao Hao was also standing in the crowd, just behind the burly man. He was not worried about the issue of qualifications, but he was a little afraid that he would be found out to have mastered illusion techniques.
Although his cheap master said that the Ming Dynasty was now short of talented people and no one could find out.
But Zhao Hao was still a little worried.
The Ming Dynasty lasted for 600 years, so it was sure that they would have some backup plans.
Outside the Third Department of the Ministry of War, it was soon the turn of Zhao Hao and his group. Just as others had said before, the elimination rate was shockingly high.
Zhao Hao observed more than two hundred people in total, and all of them were eliminated.
Now it is the turn of the honest man in front of me.
"Open your hands!"
Mao Hongwei reached out and touched Kong Erleng's body, his eyes lit up. He touched countless people before finally finding someone who was qualified.
Reaching out and patting Kong Erleng on the shoulder, Mao Hongwei said in a congratulatory tone:
"Boy, you passed!"
"Is that the end?"
"I don't agree. Does that mean he has to be this size to pass?"
"Or will you be eliminated if your IQ is too high?"
………
Everyone started talking about it, and it was like a meeting of a bunch of sour lemons - extremely sour.
This is really the case of fools having good fortune.
The only person who came who did not want to ask for the extraordinary way entered the gate of the Third Department of the Ministry of War, while those who wanted to practice Taoism were all blocked outside.
Maybe this is fate.
Mao Hongwei glanced coldly at the people behind him. Under the gaze of the mask with the hollow Tai Chi pattern printed on it, the scene suddenly became quiet.
This means that under the extraordinary mask, no one dared to continue speaking.
Mao Hongwei turned around and continued to ask: "What year were you born?"
"The eighth day of the ninth month of the Bingzi year, at the time of Chen."
Kong Erleng laughed foolishly.
Mao Hongwei's eyes became brighter.
"Go in, find a man named Lin Qingsheng to register, and tell him your birthday."
"Okay, I'll go right away!"
Kong Erleng happily walked into the camp of the Third Division of the Ministry of War, which many people dreamed of.
"Next!"
Zhao Hao took a breath and took a step forward when he heard this.
Mao Hongwei felt around, smacked his lips and said:
"Wow, we couldn't find even one qualified person before, but now we've recruited two at once. It's not easy!"
Zhao Hao lowered his head and remained silent.
Mao Hongwei then asked about Zhao Hao's birth date again and then shook his head.
"You also go find Lin Qingsheng, but you don't need to announce your birthday."
Zhao Hao nodded, turned and walked into the third department.
Just like that, two people who were not interested in becoming extraordinary entered the Third Department of the Ministry of War.
In the distance, Wen Zhengming shook his head and finished the milk tea in his cup.
The birthday was just something he made up, and he had no idea who could be the match.
But...Lin Qingsheng, are you really sure you want to trick this idiot into getting married?
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