The first level of low difficulty is not divided according to strength.
Is there a pattern to follow, the time to react and resist after encountering danger, and the length of the preparation gap, etc. These conditions are the basis for distinguishing classes. Shu Xingruo's question did hit the point.
"We all hope it is applicable, but...this information cannot be found anywhere."
"We can summarize it through a large number of examples." Lu Ning said, "I know a librarian. She has read many tourists' stories. I think she should be able to know whether to comply."
"...Although it's a good idea, it's not necessary."
Cheng Wuling shook his head and said.
"Even if we know that this is not the case, probability is of little value. Obtaining information from elsewhere conforms to general rules in many cases, and even if we are unlucky and encounter something that does not conform, should we still give up on the spot?"
"Won't."
Everyone knows how difficult the promotion test is. If you go with the mentality of giving up, your chances of passing will become even slimmer. No matter what kind of thorns are ahead, you have to bite the bullet and go through them.
"Because of this, everything we have discussed so far has been 'countermeasures' rather than 'preventive measures' because it is completely unpredictable."
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For the rest of the time, Lu Ning spent most of the time in the library reading old files, including some past records that could be consulted at her level.
As mentioned before, there will be multiple task scenes in the distribution center that can be carried out at the same time or at slightly staggered times. When a batch of scenes are used, their records will be stored in the database, and the scenes will never be used again.
Yang Shuyu's help reduced Lu Ning's time looking for books, and the two became good friends who could talk about everything in the process, although this friendship could only last eight days.
On the last day, Lu Ning closed the thick book in her hand and chatted with Yang Shuyu about each other's life experiences.
"How did you get here?"
"suicide."
Yang Shuyu said with a smile.
The small reading room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"The pain caused by hyperamnesia is not something I can bear. If a person cannot accept memories by choice, it feels like he is just a living camera. I can't bear it, so I chose to terminate myself. "
But that doesn't mean I'm no longer attached to that world.
"Yes, what I 'photographed' at that time certainly included all kinds of ugliness, but also the most beautiful and magnificent scenery in that world. If I just have a superior memory and can choose to go back there without forgetting, I will definitely go back "That's why I got a second chance."
As Yang Shuyu spoke, the corners of his eyes began to get wet.
This beautiful wish was finally placed in front of the horror.
“In the first scene, I was so scared that I didn’t even know who I was, and then I relied on my memory to find my way back from the midnight forest... However, the result of giving up on solving the mystery was poor scores. From that moment on, I knew I could never go back.”
With a sense of regret, she stretched out her hand and pressed it on Lu Ning's closed file.
"Sometimes I envy you, your courage... This is a word that many people can't say. It's not that I haven't tried hard. I have even watched countless thrilling test field records, but this has not brought any improvement at all. The changes in written records are completely different from personal experience. I have been here for eleven years, which means that I have experienced twenty-two testing sites, more than many people here, but I have watched countless people leave. Go, but you still stay here."
"Then are you really happy like this?" Lu Ning couldn't help but ask, "You should still miss that place..."
Just like me.
"I think about it every day."
Tears flowed from Yang Shuyu's eyes.
"The landscape and people in my hometown, the vegetation, insects and fish in summer, the red plums in the snow in midwinter, the expectations of my grandparents for me, and the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that appears on the table every time I go home..."
Her voice became lower and lower.
"But I don't have the courage to challenge the test field, let alone the promotion test. At least I can still remember the appearance of my hometown, remember everyone's face, and enjoy the illusory happiness in my memories. And I died. , there’s nothing left.”
The stars in the distance gradually appeared, and the daylight began to dim in response. The lights on the street were lit in sequence, entering a brightly lit state in advance.
"I'm fine as I am now."
Lu Ning stood up slowly, took out her phone and checked the time.
【04:13:25】
It's time to go back.
"Are you leaving?"
Yang Shuyu also saw Lu Ning looking at the time, so she wiped away her tears and stood up.
Lu Ning nodded and smiled at her.
"Thank you. I am very happy these days. I am unexpectedly lucky to be able to meet a friend at the last moment."
"You will be successful like many people I have met. You have the same temperament as them." Yang Shuyu also laughed and began to neatly pack up the books on the table.
"Then, goodbye..."
"It's best not to see you." Yang Shuyu corrected.
"Um."
Lu Ning walked out of the library and stepped onto the street that had been re-rendered by lights.
Yang Shuyu chose his own way of living, and Lu Ning also had her own way to go.
This time we met, we would never see each other again. Just like many people I have met in various testing venues.
——"If you go back, you must visit where my home is!"
Suddenly there was a shout from behind.
Lu Ning turned around and saw Yang Shuyu waving to him, showing a bright smile that he had never seen before.
"That mountain is called Yangcha Mountain! At the foot of the mountain is Baiyang Town! Our ancestors have grown up with poplar trees for generations! If we come from the same world, you must go there and have a look!"
Tea mountains, plum blossoms, morning sun and dusk fog.
Lu Ning knew that Yang Shuyu was good at painting, and she once showed her a hand-painted impression of her hometown.
It's a pity that Lu Ning has never had the opportunity to see such a place in her short life.
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"Are you ready for everything that needs to be prepared?"
Since they can sleep anywhere, the four of them naturally choose a familiar dormitory.
Shu Xingruo took out a set of clothes specially customized from the clothing store and changed out of his sportswear. The clothes of that era looked a bit old-fashioned, at least for Shu Xingruo's figure and appearance.
Well, actually it was specifically requested to be made like this.
Since he didn't know what kind of clothes fit that era, he was right to go to a store. What Lu Ning finally got was an khaki jacket with many pockets, a dark blue plaid shirt, a pair of sturdy hiking trousers and a pair of hiking boots. He also wore a wide-brimmed round hat on his head and a small flashlight tied to it.
Cheng Wuling and Su Zhilan wore similar clothes, a white shirt and a black waistcoat, extremely slim attire. The difference was that Cheng Wuling actually chose black suit trousers and leather shoes, which was difficult to move, while Su Zhilan honestly wore a pair of horns pants.
"I assume everyone is ready?"
After changing clothes, Cheng Wuling finally buttoned up his cuffs and collar, and even put on an unmarked watch. After asking everyone about it, he fell straight on the bed.
"...Do you have any guesses that you haven't told us?" Shu Xingruo asked suspiciously, looking at her clothes that looked like she was going to work in a company.
"Clothing may have something to do with identity, but it's just a verification, so don't worry too much about it."
"Then don't wait until the end!"
Su Zhilan complained, climbed onto the bed and lay down.
"So……"
"Go to bed early to prevent being late?"
"Haha, that's the truth. See you in the scene, good night."
The light was extinguished by Lu Ning, and she climbed onto the bed in disbelief. The thick curtains blocked all light outside, and the whole room was dark.
She seemed to be able to hear her heart beating rapidly.
Finally arriving at this moment, it feels like a candidate is about to walk into the examination room but has no idea when the test will take place.
"Good night."
Lu Ning whispered and lay down.
No one had the habit of snoring. Cheng Wuling even breathed softly. In the silence, Lu Ning quickly fell asleep.
It was a battlefield full of smoke.
The battle on the front line and the command in the rear are equally uneasy. Even the warlords who hold great power on one side still cannot sleep peacefully. After all, they still have to prevent elusive spies and killers. People in this world have embarked on the path of technological development, but at the same time they are also experiencing the pain caused by this development.
In the war years, the peace aspirations of ordinary people were nothing but extravagant hopes. It was common to be ruled by one side today and defeated by the other side tomorrow. And every time someone captures a town, taxes will be paid again in various names. Even in places where the war was fierce, things like three days and three taxes actually happened.
Except for the wealthy and powerful families, life is almost precarious. People had to leave their hometowns to try to find a way to survive. As a result, some came back with a sudden windfall, or some died in unknown places.
Literary workers are also quite special in this era.
Their status is not measured by their cultural level, but by those who are outstanding in creating public opinion and eloquent ability. Those high-level writers who can set fire to the enemy's rear with a pen are even more popular guests of warlords. However, such people are in the minority after all, and more people are still desperately looking for topics that can make a splash, or secrets that interest the warlords.
That enthusiasm is just like the ancient courtiers who searched for treasures in the world and presented them to the emperor in order to gain official status.
Or, being able to stay away from the battlefield full of blood and death, and set foot in the remote mountains and old forests that no one has ever heard of, to verify the folklore that may exist is the last professional quality in their hearts.
What is the fact?
