While Wen Rensheng was thinking, Hu Jingzhen said nonchalantly: "No matter what, the soldiers will stop him, and the water will cover him. I don't believe that a little kid in his twenties can still deceive the three of us? We
Deal with it quickly, and go to the cafeteria later for a drink to recharge your batteries."
Hu Yuanxiang had a strange look in his eyes. He looked at his elder sister first and then at Wen Rensheng.
He shook his head and sighed. There is someone here who is just twenty years old and can be on an equal footing with the two of him. Where do you get the confidence, sister, to look down on young people?
Only then did Hu Jingzhen react, waved her hands and said, "Sorry, Brother Wenren, I didn't say anything about you."
"It doesn't matter, what the two seniors said are both reasonable, but one said that they should despise the opponent from a strategic point of view, and the other said that they should pay attention to the opponent from a tactical point of view." Wen Rensheng said indifferently.
Hu Yuanxiang's eyes suddenly lit up: "This is very profound. Yes, strategically, as judges, we are in an invincible position. Tactically, the opponent has the legendary ancestral seed, so we naturally have to pay attention to it.
He cannot destroy the golden brand of our experts."
"Okay, little brother, then you can think of a clever tactic for us." Hu Jingzhen urged.
"Let me think about it, conventional identification methods should not be able to see through the opponent's disguise. After all, the opponent comes from a noble family and is well-informed. We must use surprise to win."
Hu Yuanxiang looked serious. After thinking about it for a while, he began to slowly elaborate on his idea - a grand yet ingenious idea, a careful and direct-to-people design, which made the two of them nod repeatedly.
Ginger is still spicier.
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Time flies like water, and the years go by, and it’s Thursday noon in no time.
On a hot summer day, an off-road vehicle was speeding along a road on the outskirts of Dongshui City.
While driving, the car suddenly pulled over slowly and stopped.
A young man with broad arms and legs and a tall stature stepped out of the car.
"Out of gas?" He muttered, then took out his cell phone and seemed to be calling a taxi.
After making the call, he stood waiting on the roadside.
About ten minutes later, a traffic patrol car stopped.
"No parking here, didn't you see the warning sign?" The window of the patrol car rolled down, and a traffic manager in palace uniform stuck his head out and said to the young man.
"Can't park?" The young man looked around, and sure enough he saw a warning sign on the roadside in front of him, with a red cross sign depicting "No Parking" on it.
He frowned and walked to the car.
"Is the car broken down? We can ask someone to tow it away for you." The traffic officer was quite enthusiastic and said proactively.
The young man didn't answer, he just took a step forward and lowered his body.
The traffic control officer looked a little puzzled and didn't know what the driver wanted to do.
The next moment, he knew what the other party wanted to do.
I saw the young man grabbing the entire chassis of the off-road vehicle, first tilting the vehicle towards himself, and after finding his balance, he finally lifted the vehicle directly up!
After lifting it, he stood erect on the roadside without squinting.
"Since parking is prohibited, then if I lift the car here, it shouldn't be considered a violation of the regulations, right?"
The traffic controller was stunned. He was not shocked by the young man's strength. After all, as a member of the palace, he had received basic training on the concepts and mysteries of aliens.
What shocked him was the other party's brain circuit...
"Sir, since you have the strength, you can put the car in the ditch." He said to smooth things over.
"No, I have already made an agreement with the man who sent the oil from the insurance company." The young man shook his head while holding up the off-road vehicle. "I said that the car is at the place where the mobile phone just located it. It is very eye-catching and can be seen at a glance.
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"Okay, you can put the car down and park it temporarily, and I will put up a warning sign for you." The traffic control officer decided to give in.
He thought of the training content. When encountering people and things in these mysterious fields, it was best to deal with them flexibly.
"No, the regulations cannot be violated. If you open your mouth casually, everyone will get into chaos." The young man still refused.
"Then just be happy," the traffic controller said helplessly, "remember to move backwards to avoid being hit by other cars."
The young man nodded and took two steps back.
The traffic controller took one last look at him and drove away in his patrol car.
He still had urgent matters to deal with, so he could only call the superiors to report first and see if the Inspectorate would come forward to solve this weird problem.
But judging from this young man's condition, he probably won't take action.
Sure enough, no one from the Inspection Department showed up until 20 minutes later. Apparently they didn't think attendance was required.
And in the meantime, all kinds of cars passing by from time to time looked sideways and were dumbfounded.
When the rescue personnel from the two insurance companies arrived, they were equally stunned when they saw this scene.
"This is really eye-catching..." rescuer A said.
"Yes, I have never seen a more eye-catching road sign than this one..." Rescuer B nodded repeatedly and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
"Sir, please put down your car." Rescuer A started to get out of the car and couldn't help but said.
"No parking here." The young man still shook his head.
"We don't care whether it's prohibited or not. The key is that if you hold it like this, we can't refuel..."
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Friday morning.
Wen Rensheng and his brother and sister Hu Jingzhen began to assess the progress of alien training in a conference hall on a certain floor of the hotel.
On the podium in the conference hall, behind a long mahogany table, three people sat spaced apart. Wen Rensheng sat in the middle, with Hu Jingzhen in front and Hu Yuanxiang behind.
In front of the table, there was a long line of candidates.
Candidates must pass by three people in turn and extend their hands to them for testing.
Each time a person is tested, the three of them write their own progress evaluation opinions under the name of the corresponding candidate.
Yesterday, Thursday afternoon, they had already obtained the passing line for this progress assessment, which is the average training progress of new aliens in the past thirty years.
This qualifying line varies according to the length of heterogeneous activation time. One-year candidates will have one year of heterogeneous activation, two-year candidates will have two years of heterogeneous activation, and so on.
If you take the exam for the first time, no matter how many times it is, you will be given a direct pass. Of course, because the exam is held every three years, you will only be a three-year candidate at most.
The setting of this rule is naturally to prevent some unlucky people who have just activated the alien species and have not yet figured out one, two, three, four, and five from starting the assessment.
There are definitely loopholes in this, but the impact is not big. Anyway, if you are not an expert at the age of 35, you will still be eliminated.
After each person appraises a certain candidate, he or she must write down the specific cultivation progress.
If it is found that the opponent's cultivation progress is far below his corresponding qualifying line, and if it falls below a certain limit, he will be judged as "unqualified".
Otherwise, a "qualified" opinion can be given.
This is the importance of the judges. The progress of alien training is a vague concept and is evaluated using the "five-level and three-phase method".
During the previous selection of judges, the equipment and instruments used to assess Wen Rensheng, such as blood pressure monitors and hand grippers... could be used more accurately against powerful people, but they were not suitable for assessing newcomers with different species.
To put it bluntly, their accuracy is far from enough to make reliable measurements on weak new aliens.
Looking at this scene, Wen Rensheng, who was busy, felt a little unable to complain.
Anyone who knows it understands that this is an important alien host assessment, which is very serious and affects the fate of many people and families.
For those who didn’t know, they thought they were a group of ignorant people queuing up at a street stall to take their pulse and read their faces…
Fortunately, the situation has come to an end, but Wen Rensheng's own gains are not small.
Two minutes for one person, and more than an hour later, he has identified thirty people, and two of them have provided him with an increase in the upper limit of the mystery.
"You have discovered a new mysterious profession, the mysterious cognition has increased by 1 point, and the upper limit of mystery has been raised to 126."
"You have discovered a rare alien species. Mysterious cognition has increased by 1 point, and the upper limit of mystery has been raised to 127 points."
This ratio is quite high, and it is equivalent to picking up experience for free.
At a ratio of two-thirties, he has to identify 620 people, which means that the maximum level of mystery is likely to be increased by more than 20 points!
This was the reason why he tried so hard to pass the examination, but unfortunately, the number of newcomers who were now majoring in the field of combat dropped sharply.
Because of such gains, he smiled broadly and showed his amiability to the candidates without hesitation.
The other two were very different. Even Hu Jingzhen, who was quite fond of him and seemed easy to talk to, had a straight face, as if everyone owed her 25,800,000.
Hu Yuanxiang had an even more serious look on his face, just like a county magistrate from a broken family in the feudal era, with a selfless face.
