The bean-faced man didn't know what Moyu was thinking, so all he could do was report the matter to President Netero.
"Hey, let's talk about it when we meet."
Nitro responded on the phone.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the bean-faced man felt that President Netero on the phone seemed to be in high spirits.
Without thinking too much, the bean-faced man informed Moyo of the result and asked the spacecraft to take a turn to Saba City, where Nitro was located.
That city is the first test location for the 287th hunter test.
Nitro is the president of the Hunter Association and the top leader of the Hunter Test Review Committee.
He does not have to show up in the hunter test, but he must wait around the hunter test site so that he can deal with various emergencies as quickly as possible.
After all, there are many professional hunters who have eccentric personalities, or are very egotistical.
Let them serve as examiners. When setting questions, they will basically not consider the issues from the examinee's perspective.
In this case, if the review committee fully abides by the examiners' right to judge, the passing rate of the hunter test every year will be basically zero.
Like the ancient writing test questions given by Pyoern when he was the examiner, which were beyond the candidates' knowledge, before the test started, all they had to do was hold up a sign saying "You have been eliminated."
And this phenomenon is not unique.
So when Moyo asked about the so-called scope of authority, Nitro should have simply answered that "it all depends on the opinion of the review committee," but he failed to do so.
"Let me see what you are thinking."
In a high-rise building in Saba City, Nitro stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, raising his hand to slowly stroke his beard, with a slight smile in his old eyes.
The registration time for this hunter test is about to close, and millions of testers are getting ready to go.
Time came to January 1, 1999, and clues to the location of the first hunter test began to fall at specific locations around the world.
Among these millions of candidates, only one in 10,000 candidates can successfully find the testing location.
Candidates from all over the world have taken action.
There was a black-haired, spiky-headed boy who set off from the whale-shaped island with a backpack and a fishing rod.
There is a genius killer boy who runs away from home even if he hurts his mother.
There is a handsome blond boy wearing ethnic minority costumes with a blood-stained hatred hidden deep in his eyes.
A man in a suit who has a greed for money but has lofty dreams.
He has severe brother-in-law control.
There is a fighting spirit.
Fun people.
Harmful spirit.
There is also a stupid goose...
Many candidates of all kinds embarked on the road to the first hunter test location for various reasons.
at the same time.
Moyo met Nitro in a building in Saba City.
After several years of separation, the old man and the young man were sizing each other up.
In Moyu's eyes, the top veteran strongman in front of him had no change in his state or appearance.
It was as if time had lost its effect on him.
But in Nitro's eyes, the young man in front of him, who he had high hopes for, had undergone earth-shaking changes.
No, it should be called youth now.
In the past, no matter how mature Moyu acted and how many things he did that were inappropriate for his age, it could not weaken the childishness brought about by age.
But now, the tenderness has faded away, replaced by a sense of sharpness like a sharp knife coming out of its sheath.
"Hoo ho..."
Nitro stroked his beard and looked up and down at Moyu's angular features and tall figure of nearly 1.9 meters.
Such appearance conditions, coupled with that sunny aura, can be said to be very eye-catching.
But what Nitro cares about is not the change in Moyu's appearance, but the Qi covering the body, which is as steady as a rock, but has a very pleasing rhythm like a trickle.
There is no doubt that the rising star in front of him has reached a higher level of control over "qi" after two or three years of silence.
I just don’t know what the level of “manifested energy” and “potential energy” are.
The only thing Nitro can be sure of now is that Moyu is moving forward extremely fast, fully meeting the high expectations he had placed before, or should be said to exceed expectations.
"Generally speaking, the location of the test is determined by the review committee. Otherwise, it will not easily interfere with any independent decisions of the examiner in the level test, including examination questions and results."
Nitro gave a fairly official answer to Moyo's appeal.
After hearing this, Mo You thought for a moment and asked, "What can I do to get rid of the 'easy' in your words?"
In the corner of the room, the bean-faced man who was watching heard what Moyu said and thought how could this be possible.
The previous review committee adhered to the rule of not interfering with the examiner's decision, which resulted in the passing rate of previous tests being infinitely close to zero.
That's why President Nitro had reservations when answering questions.
You cannot leave all the decision-making power to the examiner. This is the result of practice.
"Hey, if the word 'easy' is removed, wouldn't the review committee become just a decoration?"
Nitro looked at Moyu with interest.
The bean-faced man in the corner nodded subconsciously in agreement with the president's statement.
The intervention of the review board is also part of the test and cannot be a bystander.
But Moyu heard the room in Nitro's words and said seriously: "President, just tell me if it's okay."
Nitro narrowed his eyes slightly.
But the bean-faced man who had been watching the conversation looked at Moyu and whispered to himself: "Although the president likes to mess around, he will never do business..."
"Okay."
Nitro answered Moyu's question with a smile, and at the same time, the bean-faced man stopped talking to himself, showing a shocked reaction.
After getting the answer he wanted, Moyu smiled slightly.
If the examiner cannot perform freely in the hunter test, and even has to be restricted by the review committee, what's the point?
However, before Moyu could be happy, Nitro still said in that smiling tone: "But there is a condition."
"..."
Moyu's eyelids drooped.
Nitro seemed not to notice Moyu's disgusting reaction, and said with a smile: "On the road of life, you have to fight for many things by yourself. If you want permission without interference, I can give it to you.
It just depends on whether you can win it."
"A great lesson in life, worthy of President Netero."
Moyu gave Nitro a thumbs up.
Nitro smiled and stroked his beard.
But the next second, Moyu put away his hand and said calmly: "But I don't want to play volleyball."
"..."
The smile on Nitro's face faltered slightly, but returned to normal in an instant.
"What about playing volleyball?"
He pretended to have a strange reaction.
Moyu gave Nitro a very rude look that said, "You can just keep pretending."
"Volleyball is boring, why don't we just play a game."
"Huh?"
Nitro obviously didn't expect that Moyu would suggest this, and he became interested instantly.
Without waiting for Nitro to ask further questions, Moyo continued:
"But after the hunter test is over, after all, I am not arrogant enough to be unscathed in the competition with you. If I am defeated by you like last time, how can I serve as the hunter test this time?
examiner."
"Well……"
Nitro realized that he had been trapped by Moyu, and couldn't help but groan.
The bean-faced man in the corner of the room habitually took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead, as if he was hesitant to speak.
With a slight smile on his lips, Moyo waited patiently for Nitro's answer.
In fact, there was no need for Nitro's conditions at all. After Moyu finished his three-year practice of divine characters, he was thinking about whether he could have a slightly formal competition with Nitro.
Of course, it is impossible to win.
He just wanted to take this opportunity to weigh himself.
By the way, I want to fill in the three-year combat gap.
…………
A few minutes later.
Moyu left the room and walked in the corridor of the high-rise building.
Faced with his proposal, Nitro finally agreed.
How could the fun-loving old fox refuse such an offer of companionship?
This result was within Moyu's expectation.
Moreover, the conditions he proposed were not excessive.
In previous hunter examinations, although the review committee would more or less intervene in the arrangements and decisions of the examiners, most of the time they chose to abide by the results given by the examiners.
Nitro simply agreed.
Moyu knew that Nitro's thoughtful reaction just now was not about whether he should agree to the conditions for completely releasing his authority.
But...
I'm debating whether to agree with Moyu's suggestion to fight after the hunter test is over.
But he had no choice.
We can't let Moyu fall down seriously injured when the test is about to begin, right?
"It shouldn't be a big deal on Xiaodi's side..."
Moyu turned his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.
Menqi, as the examiner, had already gone to the test location to stand by. Xiaodi may have decided to sign up for this year's test after seeing that both Moyou and Menqi participated in this hunter test as examiners.
I just don’t know if she can find the location of the first level of the hunter test based on the clues.
In fact, both Moyu and Menqi knew where the first level test location was, but the hunter test was no child's play, and it was impossible for them to reveal the location to Xiaodi.
"I also have to prepare a little bit."
Moyu was thinking about the content of the exam questions in his mind.
In this year's hunter test, he is responsible for the third level test.
But he didn't want to wait for the candidates to arrive at the third test location.
Score.
This is the content of the exam questions he prepared.
Two days later.
"Xiaodouzi, have the candidate number plates been made?"
In the office temporarily requisitioned by the review committee, Moyu looked at the busy bean-faced man with a smile.
In his impression, this hard-working association worker was always so busy.
"it is done."
The bean-faced man looked up at Moyou and said worriedly: "But Mr. Moyou, do you really want to directly determine the result of the third level test by 'scoring'?"
"It depends on the situation. If the number of candidates who pass the second level test exceeds expectations, then I will consider temporarily changing the plan. Don't worry, I have a backup plan."
While Moyou was talking, he took a look at the bean-faced man's smooth little head.
The bean-faced man leaned back with some vigilance.
Moyu watched the bean-faced man's movements with a smile, and then asked: "Where is the number plate?"
"I'll get it."
The bean-faced man sighed softly, jumped off the stool, went to the cardboard box next to the cabinet and dug out a white round number plate.
"Give."
Returning to his desk, he handed the number plate to Moyu.
Moyu took the number plate, glanced at the black numbers "000" on it, and smiled slightly.
Participate in the test as a candidate, and at the same time score all candidates taking the test as an examiner, thus directly determining the results of the third level test.
This is the test question Moyu prepared.
The specially customized zero number plate is the clue he puts on the table. In addition, he will use other methods to increase the probability that candidates will pay attention to him.
"I'll take the number plate first, see you then."
Moyu waved the number plate towards the bean-faced man, then turned around and strode towards the door.
The bean-faced man looked at Moyu's back with worry on his face.
He was thinking that Moyu wouldn't use scoring to directly select qualified candidates in the third level in order to end the test as soon as possible, right?
"Mr. Moyo..."
After reading this, he hesitated and asked: "Can you tell me your backup plan?"
"no problem."
Moyu looked back at the bean-faced man and said with a smile: "My backup plan is to improvise."
After saying that, Moyu opened the door and left, leaving the bean-faced man confused.
Time flies by in a blink of an eye.
January 7, No. 2-5-10, Eshi Street, Saba City.
This is an ordinary restaurant.
Moyu walked into the restaurant alone, showed his hunter's license under the dumbfounded gazes of the restaurant owner and waiters, and immediately walked straight to the elevator room that led to the testing site.
Just like the plot of the original work, the first level tests a passage that can directly lead to the Shimeile Wetland under the minus 100 level.
Moyu walked into the elevator room.
The boss in front of the dining table and the waiter carrying the dinner plate were all staring blankly at the closed door.
They had received relevant notifications in advance, so they were mentally prepared for Moyu's arrival.
But after seeing what Moyu wore on his face, they simply couldn't hold back.
In the elevator room.
Moyo turned the knob and started the elevator.
The room then shook violently and began to move down.
Moyu casually leaned against the wall next to the door, thinking in his heart: "Will this year's hunter test... be different?"
He was thinking that with his butterfly around, maybe the plot of the original work would have changed from the beginning. For example, the number of candidates taking the test would be different, or the person who was supposed to take the test did not come.
"It's hard to say Hisoka, but Dongba and Xiaojie will definitely come."
Moyu lowered his head and thought.
Be it Dongba or Xiaojie.
If the wool is not sheared, the laws of nature will not tolerate it.
After a while, the elevator room reached the underground passage.
Moyu walked out of the elevator room. There was no one in the huge passage, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Ta-ta-
He walked in the passage, and the sound of his footsteps, which he did not deliberately restrain, echoed in the passage.
After a while.
There was another voice in the passage.
I saw a rectangular opening on the wall covered with pipes.
A gentleman-like man with a mustache appeared at the entrance of the cave, looking at Moyu with a surprised look.
To be more precise, he was looking at what was on Moyu's face.
It was a very lifelike silicone mask, so lifelike that it didn’t even have eye holes.
Wearing such a mask can make your eyes completely black, making you unable to see at all.
But the problem is——
The image of this mask is modeled after Nitro!
"Mr. Moyo, are you...serious?"
This man who suddenly appeared was none other than Satz, who was responsible for the first level of testing in the original work. He looked at the silicone mask on Moyu's face and was surprised and shocked.
Moyu looked at Satz standing in front of the cave entrance with his mask on, and asked with a smile: