0209 Chapter 5 Rebirth of Blood Candle Castle (Section 7)
The second candidate is a brown-robed arcane apprentice who has embarked on the path of arcane magic. Among the three main paths of magic, climbers on the arcane path are often smarter than seekers of divine or spiritual arts.
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Therefore, he chose not to provoke the "other self", but quietly pondered the puzzle on the wall. Since the test question had mentioned that the opponent was "self", it meant that the choice of confrontation with force was only a 50-50 outcome.
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Considering that when facing the pressure of exams, if you have a real fight with "yourself", the result will most likely be like the ball just now, and you will be fucked to the ground. This is obviously not the correct answer to pass the entrance exam.
In the stone hall constructed from Ms. Mediana's dream, a new puzzle was reflected in the sky in a form that all candidates could understand.
The young apprentice chose to try his best to solve the puzzle. Fortunately, "himself" beside him did not take the initiative to attack, but made the same choice as the original owner. Unfortunately, the young mage could not solve the puzzle before "himself"
Solve the mystery.
After two minutes of silence, his other gray-white "self" in the environment reached out and pulled off the correct answer to this puzzle - the tapestry on the wall before the original owner woke up.
Obviously, this arcanist's judgment is still wrong. The "self" in the dream not only possesses this considerable combat power, but also has an intelligence that is not inferior to his own.
Neither powerful force nor outstanding intelligence can bring victory in this trial. So, what can we do to ensure victory over ourselves?
"There are thousands of roads to success, but losers always fall on the same steps," Ms. Mediana shrugged and named the third name: "Zhen Cheng."
"Actually, you don't have to give me so many reminders." Zhen Cheng stepped forward and showed a bright smile to the examiner.
When facing each other, it can be seen that Zhen Cheng, who is still developing, is more than a head shorter than the examiner. But she does not feel inferior at all in front of this true god. Unlike most wise men who are arrogant and deceptive, Zhen Cheng
Cheng enjoyed the publicity of telling the other party that he had seen through the mystery.
"Really? Let's wait and see." Mediana looked down at Zhen Cheng and replied expressionlessly. For some reason, Zhen Cheng intuitively felt that the dream builder was paying more attention to herself.
As soon as she finished speaking, she realized in the blink of an eye that the scene in front of her had completely changed. She was no longer able to clearly see through the translucent scene like when she was waiting for the exam, but was indeed locked in a stone room with no doors or windows.
Although he knew in his heart that he was in an illusion and the candidates outside could still see through it, Zhen Cheng still couldn't ignore the extremely real reality around him in the examination room.
She subconsciously turned her gaze to the table opposite the table filled with delicious food. There was a cunning little beauty with long straight black hair that turned gray. Those smart eyes blinked at her in a very anthropomorphic way, and then
His eyes moved to the wall to his right.
Zhen Cheng resisted the urge to follow "himself" and look at the questions on the wall. All the candidates outside turned from contempt for mortals to confusion and headed towards the weapons rack on the wall.
She first ignored light weapons such as machetes and daggers. With a physique that was weaker than that of an ordinary girl, she did not have the slightest confidence to use these gadgets to complete the work she was about to do.
Next were heavy flails, large hammers and the like that were too hard to lift. Finally, she used all her strength to pull out a nearly three-meter-long ax gun from the weapon rack.
This is the perfect solution to the current situation, a perfect weapon that can kill by just estimating the distance and relying only on its own weight.
Fourteen…Thirteen…
Zhen Cheng set a time limit of fifteen seconds for herself. This was the twenty seconds she deliberately calculated during the second-person exam from the time she saw the question and started reading to the time she came up with the correct answer in her mind.
The results obtained by predicting the nature of the test questions.
She felt that the time it took that time was almost the same as the time it took her to think of the answer in the first exam. Of course, as the third candidate, she did not have the opportunity to count whether the difficulty of the questions in the exam was basically the same for everyone.
Despite this, she was still very confident in her fifteen-second inference.
Because the essence of this exam is not to "solve the questions" at all. The puzzles that serve as backgrounds are just used to cover up the real questions. There is no need for the dean to tailor questions to each person's characteristics. She can prepare them in advance.
There are hundreds of riddles of equal difficulty.
As expected, the gray self did not pay special attention to her actions. Obviously, even the unique Dream Builder cannot simulate the normal reaction of someone he does not know. After all, the gray "self" is not the real person.
Or... this is a deliberate flaw left by limiting the difficulty of the exam. Even for a university that trains gods, this is just an entrance exam, isn't it?
So it wasn't until the ax gun was slashed head-on that the gray-white "self" showed an incredibly frightened look, as if he couldn't imagine how "he" would choose to attack.
“A blind man shooting at a target—maybe!”
"Sorghum stalks frame the eaves - it won't do anything!"
The gray Zhen Cheng and the original Zhen Cheng blurted out two sentences almost at the same time.
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"Hahahahaha!" A burst of hearty laughter erupted in the classroom. Her bright blond hair shone brightly under the light of the blood candle, and her silver armor made a crisp clang as she laughed.
The young female knight slapped the giant tower shield that was much larger than her own and leaned against her desk. She turned around and shouted: "Come and watch the entrance exam of the Magic Academy. This kid is so interesting! I
Bet fifty credits she can pass!"
"Hey?! Are you a new student at the Magic Academy who is taking exams? Ahhhh... it's too abominable, the market has been closed and you can't place bets!"
That's right, the scenes of the freshman entrance exams are being broadcast live like a reality show for all the teachers and students in the school to watch. Some people even set up a game, which has become an important entertainment project in the Blood Candle Castle.
After all, this kind of grand event involving the whole school is very rare in Blood Candle Castle. To balance the flow of time in the world, the time for each new student's enrollment also does not have a fixed cycle for current students.
Generally speaking, this cycle ranges from hundreds of years to several years in the shortest case.
And the petite girl in the classroom who was complaining because she couldn't place a bet in time turned out to be Cai Pixiu, a classmate from [Universal Store] who had sneaked into Zhencheng School before.
It's just that her appearance now is slightly different from when she was on Earth. Her pair of brown eyes no longer have the round pupils of humans, but have become the vertical pupils of dragons and devils.
A pair of braids hanging down on both sides of the head are no longer ordinary braids, but have really turned into a pair of big horns on the head.
It is obvious that Cai Pixiu's bloodline is the same as that of Zhen Cheng and Ai Luogensi, and they are also not pure human beings.
With a wave of her hand, she brushed away the three-dimensional illusion page about placing bets that was floating on the desk in front of her. The interior scene of the castle in Mediana's dream appeared in front of Cai Pixiu, and then she saw the face of the girl she was referring to.