Fang Xiaoling stood in a sea of blooming flowers, and lines of text began to appear in the air in front of her sight.
She realized that she had entered the exam process.
She didn't know when she would start losing her memory. She looked around and found that the words that appeared moved with her eyes, always staying in the center. They should be important instructions before the official exam.
"What's the use? I won't remember it later anyway." Fang Xiaoling murmured to herself, focusing her attention and clearly seeing the text in front of her:
Hello classmate, you have drawn the topic of [Loneliness].
This is a basic required course for everyone's soul. If a person never learns to be alone with himself and is always afraid of being alone, it will easily lead to unhealthy relationships.
As human beings, we must first learn to get along with ourselves and have faith in the value and significance of our own existence. Only in this way can we make our souls more stable and not distort our souls at will in order to get the company of other souls.
A solid and stable soul will eventually attract other souls who truly appreciate it, rather than those who disrespect it or even want to transform it wantonly.
"What the hell, such a long paragraph, is it chicken soup for the soul?" Fang Xiaoling continued to read the remaining sentences:
If you have chosen the spiritual school, are you willing to make some inner repairs to make your soul core stronger?
In line with the humanitarianism favored by spiritualists, I must remind you that this exam is extremely dangerous, and the survival rate of previous candidates is 3.64%.
Now, you can still decide whether you want to continue with this exam.
Please keep your eyes on the decision you want to make for five seconds. You can change your decision at any time before the countdown ends.
"It's so long-winded..." Fang Xiaoling stared at the [Continue] option, and a deafening countdown sounded around her:
5.
4.
3.
2.
Are you really sure you want to continue taking the exam?
In fact, you can also look away temporarily and think it through calmly before making a decision.
…
All right.
1.
The surrounding scene began to change, and Fang Xiaoling sighed, thinking: Who set up such a long-winded examination procedure?
The scene is regenerated into a ground similar to a chessboard, with different forms of life forms standing in each grid.
The reason why they are called living beings is because they are not all human beings. They have different appearances. Some are cute, while others can be called demons and Rakshasa.
Another line of words floated in Fang Xiaoling's sight:
Please look at the guide you want to choose for five seconds. Before the countdown ends, you can change the choice of guide at any time, or look at the button below to make a random selection.
After the procrastination just now, Fang Xiaoling wanted to proceed with [random selection], but she did not forget Jiang Tongtong's previous reminder.
This is no joke.
Fang Xiaoling walked leisurely on the line of the chessboard, carefully choosing her guide.
Each time a person passes by, that guide will make a unique sound.
This made her realize that what these guides said was her only clue to distinguish the characteristics of these guides.
"I will give you abundant financial resources to help you overcome obstacles on the road to completing your project!" The red-faced monster with goat horns said with a smile, "Choose me. No matter you are poor or rich, your project will not change. Why? Why don’t you complete the assignment more comfortably?”
"No, I can tell you're unreliable just by looking at you." Fang Xiaoling continued to walk forward.
"Madam, believe me, you will need protection and companionship on your lonely journey." The man in a tuxedo bowed to her gentlemanly.
Fang Xiaoling shook her head and said, "Although you missed the question, it doesn't work. You are too handsome."
"It's wrong to be handsome? Huh? Don't leave?"
Fang Xiaoling ignored the man behind her to stop and continued walking forward, shaking her head along the way, and unknowingly completed two lines.
Those guides were all scrambling to express what benefits they could bring to Fang Xiaoling. Some of the words the guides said were related to the topic of "loneliness", but most of them seemed to have nothing to do with the topic.
Isn't there anyone who can make me feel more reliable?
Fang Xiaoling thought in her heart and suddenly stopped.
The red-lipped beauty next to her covered her mouth and smiled: "Sure enough, the final decision will be made by me. Don't worry, with me here, countless men will gather around you, and any lonely task can be easily completed."
Fang Xiaoling did not answer her, but took a step back.
She turned to look at the woman wearing a wizard's hat next to her. She was wearing a black dress with bangs that almost covered her eyes.
"Why don't you speak?" Fang Xiaoling looked down her dirty sleeves. She could see the woman's fingers from the cuffs, and even her nails were painted black.
Upon hearing this question, the woman slowly raised her eyes to look at her, still without saying a word, and then looked away.
"It's her!" Fang Xiaoling shouted.
When there was no response, she remembered that the rule was to stare for five seconds.
Just like that, with the loud countdown, all the surrounding guides disappeared, leaving only the woman who looked like a wizard that Fang Xiaoling had just chosen.
It was as if everything had come to a standstill and the chessboard had not changed.
The woman looked at her with a slight smile on her face and said, "My name is Wu Na."
Fang Xiaoling originally thought that this guide could not speak. After hearing the other person introduce his name, she also wanted to say: Hello, my name is Fang Xiaoling. Please give me your advice.
But the words could not be said.
Her brain stopped functioning like a machine. She wanted to speak but couldn't. She gradually forgot what she wanted to say. She changed from wanting to ask when she was leaving to asking when she was coming.
"Where am I?" Fang Xiaoling looked around and murmured, "Why do I exist?"
A splitting headache.
The surrounding air began to shatter and explode like glass.
As her consciousness gradually blurred, Fang Xiaoling could feel someone vaguely holding her hand.
She also held the man's hand tightly, as if she was afraid that the other person would leave.
The soul is like a kite blown into the air by the wind, floating, flying, and undulating lightly.
She didn't feel scared because she was sure that the man was always holding the other end of the long line and would never let go.
She didn't know how long she had been floating like this, but the strong sunlight forced her to frown.
Fang Xiaoling opened her eyes a crack and saw the moldy wall.
"Xiao Ling! Are you awake?" The hijab boy in school uniform let go of his hand and stood up nervously, "Well... you drank too much last night, I..."
"Zhang Junming?" Fang Xiaoling sat up and covered her head with severe pain, "Hiss - God, my head hurts... Where am I?"
"Ah! I'll pour you water right now." Zhang Junming hurriedly picked up the old kettle from the bedside table and poured half a bowl of hot water. "This is my house. You drank too much last night, and then..."
"Oh, I know I drank too much last night, where is Zeyu?" Fang Xiaoling opened the quilt with a look of disgust on her face, "Where are my shoes?"
"I cleaned it for you. You drank too much last night and vomited all over your shoes, so..."
"I'm so convinced. Why did you bring me to your house?" She looked around and found her leather shoes on the window sill. She wanted to go over to get them barefoot, but found that the ground was pitch black. "What does your house smell like? Get my shoes!"
"It doesn't smell?" Zhang Junming smelled it himself, and he really didn't feel any smell. He handed the bowl over, "Xiaoling, you have a drink of water first. I'll put the shoes in the basin and give you a good brush." , it’s not dry inside yet.”
"Oh, let me go..." Fang Xiaoling was about to scold him when the pain and dizziness in her head came up again. She said helplessly, "Classmate Zhang Junming, even if I really vomit on my shoes, wipe it with a rag. That's it. As for washing it from the inside out? Can leather shoes be washed that way? Do you know what kind of leather these are?
Forget it, forget it, it's all in vain, bring it to me quickly! "
"Yes... I'm sorry, I didn't know that these shoes couldn't be cleaned..." Zhang Junming handed over the shoes like a child who had done something wrong.
(End of chapter)
