"drop"
"Number of testers, 24."
"Detection of successful import of all trialists and starting the system"
"Check team level. Trialist team."
"Eighteen new adapters were found, and the backpack system and voice system started to be loaded..."
The sound belonging to the Rubik's Cube sounded and ended. Zeng Xuebin and others were shocked, as if they were frightened by this sudden system.
Liu Ziyun and the others did not say anything, because what the terminal was doing now would make everything easier.
Sure enough, the wait didn't last long.
After only a short while, the people who had been a little suspicious of each other now showed shocked expressions.
Obviously, Liu Ziyun’s words came true one by one.
The systems that appeared out of thin air in their minds were not something that normal technology could do.
When everyone looked at Liu Ziyun again, the doubts in their eyes dissipated a lot.
At the same time, Tang Jiumin also stood up again.
"Everyone, there is no time for you to continue to familiarize yourself with the backpack system, because our time is not as abundant as you think."
"Soon, we will enter the trial. This time, there are 18 newcomers. In the following time, I need to know the identity of each of you, why you died, and your specialties."
At this point, Tang Jiumin barely paused and changed the subject.
"Also, I hope the person hiding under the sofa can come out quickly. After all, I don't want everyone to have to invite you after they have introduced themselves."
that person? !
Hearing this, Xiao Rongxiang subconsciously turned her head and looked to her side.
Sure enough, to his right, there was a timid person with his hands raised, and he climbed out of the sofa uneasily and stood up.
A young man with a face that is easily forgotten after seeing it. He is a young man who is on the thin side and neither tall nor short.
"I just don't feel very comfortable here. I sat there for a while, but I have no other intention."
The man glanced at Liu Ziyun quickly, as if he was electrocuted, and quickly looked at Tang Jiumin.
"That what..."
"We, aren't we all dead? Then you shouldn't care too much about what everyone did before, right?"
While talking, the toes of this guy's shoes would rub against the ground from time to time, as if the soles of his feet were greased and ready to slip away at any moment.
Although he looked at Tang Jiumin as he spoke, he couldn't restrain himself and secretly glanced at Liu Ziyun.
Seeing him like this, Tang Jiumin was a little funny:
"How about you introduce yourself first? It seems that your occupation in life makes you very afraid of our Officer Liu, a thief?"
When the other party heard this, he immediately clapped his hands and smiled.
"Hey, the leader of the group is smart."
"Liang Kewei, as you guessed, is doing a small business of robbing the rich and helping the poor. After all, I don't have much money, so I can borrow some from someone if I can."
"Isn't he just a thief? What a trick." Behind Tang Jiumin and Liu Ziyun, E Sihui, one of the four people watching the theater, shook his head and muttered.
The sound was not loud, but the whole tavern heard it clearly, making Liang Kewei embarrassed every time.
The latter looked at E Sihui, a little angry, and immediately wanted to have a fit.
But when he saw the handle of the knife on E Sihui's back and was wearing cowhide armor, he remembered that this man was also one of the old people, so he swallowed it back.
"Do you have any special skills?"
"Yes, yes, I must have it!" By chance, Tang Jiumin asked about his specialty, and he quickly put on a smile on his face.
"When I was alive, I was good at picking locks and sliding doors. Hey, you can come to me for this kind of thing anyway. As long as you don't trouble me for this matter, everything will be easy."
"Don't worry." Tang Jiumin nodded, "No one will trouble you about this kind of thing here. On the contrary, as long as you can use this skill, you may live longer than others."
After hearing the group leader's assurance, Liang Kewei's nervous expression relaxed, and his heart dropped.
call……
He moved his body and sat down on the sofa next to him, relaxing his entire tense body.
At the same time, Tang Jiumin glanced at the others.
"I don't have much time, so hurry up and introduce yourselves. Who comes first?"
After the words fell, I saw the two hunter brothers standing on the far right side of the tavern, looking at each other.
Finally, the eldest brother stood up first.
"Hao Gang, hunter." Then he continued to point to his side, "Hao Tie, my brother."
"We are all hunting in no-man's land. It won't be a problem to make some traps and fire a few shots. These should be useful in the trial."
Tang Jiumin's eyes kept falling on Hao Gang.
"It's useful, but from the looks of you, it's probably more than just hunting, right?"
When Hao Gang heard this, he immediately looked at Tang Jiumin warily.
Beside him, Hao Tie was nervously holding his gun.
However, the next second he found that the muzzle of his gun was being held down.
His eldest brother looked at the man named Tang Jiumin.
Seeing this scene, Hao Tie opened his mouth in confusion, wanting to say something.
But in the face of such a serious look on the elder brother's face, he had the wisdom to shut up.
Fortunately, the two of them didn't look at each other for long.
In just three to five seconds, the man surnamed Tang looked away, and his eldest brother's lowered voice came to his ears.
"Keep your hands on me. I have no intention of killing you. Don't cause trouble."
On the other side, as the hunter brother with the gun introduced himself obediently, the others also gave up other thoughts. After all, the memory implant just now forced everyone to believe in the existence of the so-called trial.
Tang Jiumin's eyes turned and landed directly on the blood-stained 'butcher' next to the hunter brothers.
"It's your turn."
The so-called 'butcher' rubbed his eyes fiercely and looked at Tang Jiumin across from him with wide eyes.
He had just woken up not long ago, and he was actually still a little dazed, but he still understood what Tang Jiumin said just now.
"My, my name is Song Shude. I work for my boss in a slaughterhouse. I kill pigs, sheep, and cut meat...I am very unlucky, so unlucky."
"Just last night, there were two damn thieves who came to the slaughterhouse to steal my boss's money. I just happened to see them!"
"If this is really stolen, I have to pay for it, and that's not okay."
When Song Shude mentioned this, he became excited, saliva flew everywhere, and kept talking.
"Of course this won't work, I have no money! So I went up to fight them with a butcher knife, but as soon as I chopped down one of them, the other one stabbed me. It hurt me to death!"
Song Shude recalled the pain he felt before his death, and his facial features wrinkled up, and his face was full of flesh, making him look a bit ferocious.
But what he said was a bit long-winded and lacked any momentum.
When Song Shude mentioned the two thieves who had caused his misfortune, he started to talk incoherently, complaining and cursing in various ways.
The results of it? Completely misses the point.
What a pity. Although his parents gave him a literary name, he turned out to be a real butcher with no culture.
"Okay, stop!" Tang Jiumin couldn't bear it anymore and decisively interrupted, "Besides cutting meat and butchering, do you have any other specialties?"
"No." Song Shude calmed down and then scratched his head.
"This is what I do. I have been doing it for more than ten years. I can't do anything else but this. But this is definitely what I am good at. I am in our village."
"Next!"
After hearing the word "no", Tang Jiumin's patience was exhausted. Without waiting for him to say a few more words, he looked directly at the person next to him.
No, a group of people to be exact.
That group of students.
Zeng Xuebin had already retreated among the students. When he saw Tang Jiumin's gaze, his lips parted slightly and he was about to step forward.
However, there is someone faster than Zeng Xuebin.
He is a tall boy.
"Zhang Jiahe." This person stood up first, took a step forward, and then pointed behind him.
"Gao Ting, Chen Yuxuan, Chen Banghang, we are all students of Teacher Zeng, and we all fell to death on buses. If you want to know our specialties..."
"I'm sorry, we are all still students and don't know much about various skills, but except for Gao Ting, who is a girl, we boys will help as much as we can. After all, as boys, we barely have some strength. "
Tang Jiumin nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and turned to look at the next person.
A woman, a very beautiful woman.
However, this woman raised her trembling right hand and opened her sexy lips, but her voice trembled violently.
"My name is Yu Jiaojiao, I am a car model. I don't know when I died..."
The voice suddenly became quieter and even took on a crying tone.
Tang Jiumin frowned slightly, "Speciality? Do you have any hobbies?"
Hearing Tang Jiumin ask about her specialty, Yu Jiaojiao opened her mouth but couldn't answer for a long time.
Apart from her long legs, what else does she have? What are her specialties?
Seeing the woman's reaction, the answer was obvious.
Tang Jiumin shook his head and did not continue to ask.
"Next."
However, when Yu Jiaojiao saw Tang Jiumin's reaction, she fell down on the seat behind her as if her strength had been drained away.
The police also said it just now, and the group leader also said that without special skills, they are of little value to these people.
Yu Jiaojiao looks like I feel pity for her. Unfortunately, here, at least in the eyes of a few old people, she is meaningless.
At this time, a man appeared in Tang Jiumin's field of vision.
This is a man who makes him feel that he is not simple, not even inferior to the hunter named Hao Gang just now.
But this extraordinary man was not in the right state.
His face was flushed, and he was obviously drunk. The wine bottle was not far from his feet, and the previous photos were put away by him at some point.
The man stood up holding on to the low wall and looked at Tang Jiumin with drunken eyes.
He did not introduce himself, but asked other questions:
"The policeman just said that if you go back to that apartment, you can achieve many incredible things. Really?"
Those cloudy eyes seemed to be bursting with intense emotion.
"Indeed." Faced with a potential seedling, Tang Jiumin rarely maintained his patience. He frowned slightly and nodded, "What questions do you have?"
The man was almost talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking, "Is it true that anything can be achieved?"
"Yes, things that are not controlled by rules can be achieved. I have witnessed it with my own eyes. Maybe..." Tang Jiumin's eyes flashed and he continued.
"Perhaps there is an option to resurrect a person. Even if not, it can allow you to go back in time and meet your loved ones. It can even allow you to create a person who is exactly like your loved ones to spend some time with you."
"He even has an independent consciousness, which is something you can do as long as you are alive."
After hearing this, the man squatted down, buried his head between his knees, and burst into tears.
"Ha ha ha ha."
"I finally know, I know why I'm not dead, why I'm here..."
The man was crying and laughing. He clearly looked mentally disturbed, but people could feel the strong sadness in him.
Tang Jiumin looked at the other party's state and was not in a hurry to interrupt. He waited until the other party's crying subsided a little before continuing to speak.
"Well, now it's your turn to introduce yourself. In my opinion, you are not a weakling."
"On the contrary. You are strong."
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