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Chapter 36 What is the Right Way

Not long after, Wu Shanshan came in and frowned when she saw Zhao Han leaning on the sofa.

"what happened?"

"She did it herself."

"Oh." Wu Shanshan came directly to the sofa, clamped Zhao Han's shoulders, and dragged him up.

"They are really plastic sisters..." Wen Rensheng said quietly, and the true feelings can be seen in the details.

Wu Shanshan rolled her eyes, ignored him, and dragged him out the door.

Wen Rensheng stood up and closed the door. It seemed that the "mysterious resistance" could indeed play a great role in resisting the prophecy-type aliens. At least the other party could not directly make prophecies against him.

Nothing happened that night.

Early the next morning, at just 6 o'clock, he sent Brother De to the company's duty room, found a familiar colleague to look after him, and then took a car to the examination room.

Wu Shanshan insisted on asking for leave to accompany him. After thinking about it, he did not refuse.

The entire examination process has long been familiar to everyone. The two of them sat in the car, sometimes talking, and occasionally looking at the people on the road.

In a busy city, on Friday morning, people are in a hurry, trying to find their place in the city.

The roads are wide and tree-lined. Even though it is rush hour, it is not congested and there are not many cars on the road.

Most office workers rely on subways, light rails and buses to commute, because if they reach a certain number of rides every month, they will receive public transportation subsidies.

It is these ordinary people who are as busy as ants who create huge amounts of wealth every day and support the entire city.

Wen Rensheng likes cities like this, with their hard-working people. Every time he sees these scenes, he feels deeply immersed in them.

"It's such a fulfilling scene. Whenever I see these busy people, I have a real sense of being alive." Wu Shanshan said while looking out the window, seeming to have the same feeling.

"Yeah." Wen Rensheng closed his eyes.

"Of course I can touch you, and the sense of reality will be even stronger." She rested her head on Wen Rensheng's shoulder.

"Is this the real reason why you like me?" Wen Rensheng's heart moved, as if he had grasped something.

"Well, this is one of them. Of course the face is also very important." Wu Shanshan reached out and touched his smooth face.

Wen Rensheng nodded: "That's right, not all reality is beautiful."

As the two of them were talking, the car had already driven into the Dongshui River Road where Dengke Building is located, and came to the vicinity of the five-star hotel building.

Several traffic intersections around them were pulled out of the isolation belt by a group of men in black shirts and blocked on duty, leaving only an inspection entrance in the middle of the road.

There is also a black sign erected next to the inspection entrance: "Special duty, unrelated personnel, prohibited from approaching."

Some passers-by and vehicles saw this and took a detour.

Wen Rensheng saw this in the car and nodded slightly.

Ordinary people's knowledge of aliens and related matters is equivalent to the military powerhouse and cutting-edge weapons industry in their previous lives.

Normal people can get a general idea, but not any details. In daily life, when they encounter relevant areas, they will be clearly warned to stay away.

If you want to join, you have to go through layers of screening and examinations. People in this industry also have various confidentiality requirements and cannot disclose them to the outside world.

After his car arrived at the checkpoint, he handed over his admission ticket through the car window. A Heishan man checked it with an expressionless face, and then opened the road ban to let him go.

After passing the checkpoint, go straight for a few hundred meters and then turn into the underground parking lot of the hotel building.

The temporarily trained waiter led the three people to a large conference room on the second floor, which served as a temporary lounge and sign-in area.

It was only after 7 o'clock. After Wen Rensheng signed at a table, he glanced around and saw that many people were already sitting down in the hall, about hundreds of people.

But considering that most of them should be family members, that is to say, the number of experts who actually come to take the selection exam is at most a hundred.

After all, this is just the selection of judges in a few places near Dongshui Province, not the entire China.

In this world, China has a vast territory, with forty-eight provinces, and must be divided into more than ten regions for qualification assessment at the same time. Naturally, the judges are also selected by region.

As for which area the selected judges will supervise the exam, Wen Rensheng doesn’t know yet, but there should be a principle of avoidance.

After signing in, the three of them found an empty seat, sat down, and began to take a short rest.

The selection and assessment will not begin until 8:30, and someone will come to notify you of early entry.

Wen Rensheng's admission ticket says "4-201", which is Room 201 on the 4th floor, which is his exclusive examination room.

One room, one person, one person, and the treatment of ordinary candidates who are hard-working, is naturally as good as heaven and earth.

First there is the martial arts test, then the literary test.

It used to be the other way around. After all, strenuous exercise is not conducive to exams.

But now we just use the instrument to test the data, so there is no need for this.

At this time, many people in the large conference room were talking in low voices, seeming to be taking this opportunity to get to know more people and expand their network.

Although this status as a judge is very valuable, everyone is an expert in a certain field, so they have to maintain their airs and not fight for their brains and make jokes for this temporary status.

Not far from Wen Rensheng, a few seats apart, there was a small group of people talking together.

He leaned back on the high-backed red chair and heard some interesting topics.

"It seems that we combat experts will still have to turn into civilian researchers in the future, and the direction of skill training should be as close as possible to the field of mysterious weapons." Someone lamented.

"Yes, you can see from this martial arts test that close combat has been cancelled. The overall situation has been decided, and manpower is difficult to move. Since the mushroom deterrent balance was established, the force requirements for our mutants have dropped significantly. We experts

Talents are rarely sent to frontal battlefields."

"Actually, this is a good thing. The production rate of experts is already alarmingly low, and most of them are irreplaceable. It is difficult to replace one dead one. It is dignified to research and produce various mysterious weapons and hand them over to the men in black who can train them in the assembly line for use.

right way."

"It's quite good. I can avoid those bloody things and concentrate on various mysterious research, such as ancestral seeds, lifespan and health. Isn't this more valuable?"

"Yes, fighting and killing is too boring. We should delve into something more meaningful. Wisdom is the most important thing."

When Wen Rensheng heard this, he glanced around and saw that most people nodded slightly.

He shook his head secretly. It seemed that no matter which world he was in, human nature was the same.

The good times have passed for a long time, and the aliens who were once all-powerful and dominated the battlefield are rapidly evolving into some of the Eight Banners disciples.

It's just that they still understand their own value at least, and will not become useless people and live in vain. After all, modern society is not feudal ancient times, and they will not support useless people for free, but can only eat themselves or their parents.

But I am afraid that in less than a few generations, the fighting consciousness of most aliens will become that of ordinary people, leaving only the knowledge and mysterious skills of mysterious fields, no different from senior technicians.

Whether this situation is good or bad, he will not comment on it, nor will he try to change it.

But with memories of past lives and education from two lives, he understands one truth very well - no matter how many rhetorics there are, the truth can only be within the range of a cannon.

At least he himself will never give up on the cultivation and pursuit of individual power.

The mysterious seed gave him so much convenience, but it would be a huge waste if he couldn't do both civil and military work.

Just as he was thinking this, he felt that there seemed to be some eyes on his face, but after looking at it, he found nothing.

Is this a sign of crisis?

He secretly increased his vigilance.

Not long after, 8 o'clock arrived, and someone began to announce at the entrance of the hall that experts could enter in advance, while family members and farewell personnel stayed behind.

Wen Rensheng gave Li Shuangyue and Wu Shanshan a few instructions and then left with the moving team.

Under the guidance of the waiter, he took the stairs to the fourth floor and found room 201.

Outside each room, there was a waiter serving outside the door. After seeing the admission ticket, the waiter opened the door and invited him in.

After Wen Rensheng walked in, he saw that this was a large standard room, with a visual inspection of more than 70 square meters.

One bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, luxuriously furnished, the air conditioner is on, cool and pleasant. Through the window, you can see the Dongshui River and the Gongyuan building, the scenery is very good.

He sat down on the sofa, calmly waiting for the upcoming selection exam.


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