Yang Fan only regrets that he is not a king and has not fully understood the rules of space. Otherwise, he would not have to waste all the rescue time on the road that has been going on for a long time.

In the next few days, he went to more than ten cities including Jinxi, Hemen, Laichuan, Pingcheng, Ruigu.

Except for the first few cities, which were not long and received timely rescue from Yang Fan, the cities behind them were not ten or three.

Along the way, Yang Fan saw what it means to destroy the city and destroy the people, and what it means to break the walls and ruins. Wherever he passed, whether it was a village or a small town, was empty. Apart from one broken building after another, there was no living figure.

The whole world seemed to have become the world of monsters.

There are also the Inhuman race.

In addition to having encountered some experiences in the first few cities and successfully hunted a few, Yang Fan encountered mostly empty cities later. I remember that it was empty and empty. However, Yang Fan could still detect a trace of spiritual fluctuations unique to the alien race from some breath remaining in the air.

These strange people seemed to be everywhere, and almost every slightly larger city would have their own figures that control monsters to attack the city.

Therefore, while Yang Fan hated this worldly demon clan, his hatred for the alien race also increased day by day.

Unfortunately, the power of the alien race is both mysterious and powerful. No matter what means and methods Yang Fan uses, he cannot get too much information about the alien race's residence from the aliens who were captured or even killed by him.

Time passed day by day. When Yang Fan was wandering outside for almost half a month and was about to return to Rongcheng, a sentence suddenly came to his ears, "The assessment time is over, please prepare to leave!"

Then there was a ten-second countdown. Yang Fan suddenly realized that he seemed to be in "Savior" now. He was taking the annual college entrance examination. Unexpectedly, after staying in the game for a long time, he was already a little lost in himself and thought he was really living in this world at the beginning of the end of the world.

Soon, when the countdown reached zero, Yang Fan's eyes turned black, and his thoughts seemed to have left his body and were sucked into it by an invisible black hole.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the first waiting room. The TV screen hanging in the living room showed his specific results for this assessment.

Chinese: 88 points

Mathematics: 88 points

Martial Arts Basics: 88 points

Martial Arts Theory: 88 points

Fighting in martial arts: 88 points

There are five subjects in total, and Yang Fan got 88 points for each subject, and a number of good luck got a batch.

Yang Fan's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that his IQ seemed to be insulted.

"With my handsome intelligence, how can I only get 88 points in each subject? Even if I have to make a falsification, would you please do it more seriously?"

Yang Fan was extremely dissatisfied and kept complaining, but no one missed him. He let him sit on the sofa and mutter for a long time, but the score on the screen was still half unchanged.

"Forget it, the system in "Savior" is really not cute at all!"

Yang Fan shook his head lightly and shouted to the void: "Exit the game!"

"Candidate Yang Fan requested to withdraw from the game assessment and requested permission. Now he started preparing to withdraw, 10-9-8-7..."

The countdown ended, and the feeling of weightlessness hit Yang Fan again. His head became dizzy and his mind was in a daze. Then, he heard a slight sound of power outage coming from his head. The virtual helmet and virtual game compartment were all automatically opened, cutting off the connection with Yang Fan's brain nerves.

Yang Fan opened his eyes, turned over and came out of the virtual warehouse. When he raised his eyes, he happened to see the display screen hanging on the tail of the virtual warehouse. The assessment score recorded on it was the score Yang Fan had just seen in the virtual living room.

Yang Fan shook his head speechlessly. Just like the last mock exam, he didn't remember that he had tested these things at all. As a result, these scores all appeared in front of him as if they were decent.

The only difference is that last time his grades were surprisingly bad, and he was not even at the passing line. This time, the scores were all eighty-eight points, and a good place was a batch.

After raising his way out of the door, Yang Fan found that it seemed that he was the last candidate to finish the exam. The surrounding rooms were already empty. Many candidates had already left school after the exam. Only a small number of them gathered in the playground to discuss the content of the exam, as well as the virtual scenes in the game "Savior".

The fat man and Mu Qianqian were also sitting in a corner of the playground, facing Yang Fan's assessment room. As soon as Yang Fan went out, he happened to see the two of them.

"Brother Fan! Here!"

An Sheng stood up and waved his arms to greet Yang Fan. Mu Qianqian also stood up and looked at the direction where Yang Fan was with a smile.

When Yang Fan saw the fat man, he felt that this girl was actually coincidental with the Anle in the game. The two grandparents looked so similar, especially the little baby fat on their chin, which was like a ancestral inheritance.

What a pity.

The euthanasia in reality is too early to see it. I wonder if the happiness in the game can escape the disaster of death in the end of the world and continue to be strong all the way.

Yang Fan flashed and appeared in front of the two of them, and asked softly: "You two have come out quite early, how are you doing the exam?"

"That's all right, it's naturally super good!" An Sheng said with a stern voice: "I handed in the paper in advance and came out early half an hour ago."

"But Qianqian seems to be earlier, and he actually came out two hours ahead of schedule. His grades were all above 95 points. He is definitely a top student!"

An Sheng couldn't help but give Mu Qianqian a thumbs up and praise him.

"Brother Fan, what happened? He was the last of all the candidates. He couldn't fall asleep inside, right?"

An Sheng looked at Yang Fan suspiciously. With Yang Fan's current cultivation strength, he should have come out earlier than everyone else, but now he has become the last one, and he is handing in the papers completely at the end of the exam time.

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment and was able to hand over the paper in advance. He never knew about it, and he didn't see any relevant prompts in the game?

This is unscientific.

With his level nine spiritual master's cultivation, he has been completely addicted to the chaotic scenes constructed by the "Savior" game and cannot extricate himself. He even forgot all the college entrance examinations and other things, and he did not find any prompts to end the assessment early.

And there is no reason why a primary school bastard like Ansheng can break free from the virtual scenes in "Savior" in advance.

Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng suspiciously, ignored him, and turned to Mu Qianqian, who was more reliable.

"Qianqian, come and tell me what kind of assessment you have encountered in the game. To put it more detailedly, let me know the answer."

An Sheng was very injured and looked at Yang Fan, an unscrupulous master who valued girls over men, with a resentful look on his face.

"Okay, master." Mu Qianqian nodded obediently and said, "After entering the virtual game scene, the first thing I encountered was the Chinese class exam, which included fifty questions, including explanations of nouns, idioms, reading comprehension, etc. It took me about thirty minutes to finish them all."

Yang Fan's heart was filled with excitement.

Damn.

It's really different!

There are no options for Chinese language exams in his assessment. Since he entered the game, he has been virtual reality movies, constantly saving people and killing monsters, killing monsters and saving people. Where can there be any serious liberal arts exams?

"Then it comes mathematics." Mu Qianqian continued: "Mathematics has a total of 61 questions, with choices, fill-in-the-blanks, application, etc. The questions are relatively not difficult. It took me about twenty minutes to hand in the paper."

"The next thing is the basic martial arts theory. This time, it is no longer a simple written test, but a battle with a master-level martial arts teacher in a virtual martial arts field. During the battle, answer some questions raised by the teacher."

"I didn't say much to the martial arts teacher at this level. I just koshe with a mental shock. I didn't expect that the final scores of these two assessments were above 95."

"What?!" An Sheng interrupted at this time, "Is this possible? It turns out that you can easily pass the assessment by knocking down the assessment teacher just by lying down?"

"Damn, if I had known this, I would have to work hard to fight him and answer his questions with great thoughts? With my strength, I might not be able to beat him!"

An Sheng looked like he was losing a lot. Mu Qianqian looked at him speechlessly, and said without hesitation: "Brother Sheng, you may have thought too much. The martial arts teacher's cultivation is at least at the peak of the Grandmaster. Even if you are strong, you will definitely lose."

Inadvertently, Mu Qianqian pretended to be a big shot. Even the peak-level teacher of the Grandmaster was not her opponent. It can be seen how powerful her cultivation is.

Yang Fan didn't care about these things at all.

Because he never met the so-called martial arts teacher that Mu Qianqian and An Sheng mentioned from beginning to end.

"Why is this happening? Why is my assessment content different from others?"

"Did I take a fake college entrance examination?"

Yang Fan began to doubt his life a little. Why did everyone's virtual assessment be a normal test process, but when he came to him, he completely changed his appearance?

"The next virtual practical assessment is much more interesting. The virtual time inside seems to be deliberately compressed, which seems to be a compression ratio of about one to ten. One hour outside, there seems to be ten hours of game time inside, which can ensure that candidates have enough time to deal with all the situations in the assessment."

"I have nearly five hours of assessment time almost all of it was wasted on this assessment!"

After joking about An Sheng, Mu Qianqian turned his head and continued to describe her assessment process to Yang Fan:

"At the beginning of the actual combat assessment, I was placed in a medium-sized city 140 years ago. I was an ordinary warrior. The time point was the first time that the spiritual power tide had just passed. It was a special period when the monsters in the wild were completely awakened and began to rampage the siege and hunted down humans in large numbers."
Chapter completed!