Zhao Yi opened his eyes in a daze, and his consciousness was in chaos.

I heard someone beside me say, "Police, police, I want to report the case."

Zhao Yi muttered and continued to sleep soundly.

I heard someone shouting "Standing attentively" again.

Zhao Yi still had no response at all.

Then someone said, "Zhao Yi, policeman. Someone sued you for murder. Let's go with us."

Zhao Yi's body began to struggle, wanting to wake up, but he couldn't wake up. He felt his consciousness was in chaos, and then he fell asleep in a daze.

Next to him, Lu Hongfei and several others stood straight and observed quietly. There were doctors in white coats busy, with electrocardiograms, brain wavemeters, etc. reading data one by one.

But now Lu Hongfei is wearing cleaning clothes.

A middle-aged man sat quietly in the distance.

The doctor was busy for a while and came to the middle age and said casually: "All data are checked correctly. It is basically confirmed that it is not a note, and all the tests have been passed perfectly. It is just an ordinary person."

The middle-aged man nodded, picked up the thick workbook at hand, and handed it to the doctor: "Then write your code name."

The doctor picked up the signature pen on the workbook and wrote the code name: Huang Xing. The code name is very particular, and every stroke is written very carefully, with a certain pattern.

Middle-aged man picked up his workbook and read it, and wrote his own code name: Golden Eye. He was also very cautious when writing, with every stroke and serious stroke.

Then he picked up the photo of Zhao Yi and stuck it on the workbook.

Lu Hongfei next to him quietly looked at the "Golden Eye" and the thick workbook. There were at least two hundred people recorded in that workbook!

All the people who pass the test are recorded in paper materials; electronic files will be established later, but all electronic files will not be connected to the external network. Data transfer mainly depends on hard disk and manual transportation.

After signing the letter, the middle-aged man handed over the workbook to the bodyguard behind him and locked it in the password box. Then he got up and said to Lu Hongfei: "Xiao Lu, you've done a good job, and I'll hand it over to you."

"Yes!" Lu Hongfei's eyes were bright.

The middle-aged man of "Golden Eyes" walked out, while Lu Hongfei began to get busy. He picked up Zhao Yi and put it in a modified "trash can" next to him. He put on a ring coat, put on a mask, and pushed the trash can and left the room.

Outside was the hospital corridor, and there were still many patients and family members; Lu Hongfei pushed the trash can, walked openly in front of everyone and entered the freight elevator.

After the elevator entered the basement, Lu Hongfei pushed the bin directly to the garbage truck, and the garbage truck's mechanical arm stuffed the bin into his stomach.

After loading 10 large and small trash cans in a row, the garbage truck slowly drove out of the basement.

There were many people walking around silently and moving the car. Everyone turned a blind eye to the garbage truck next to them, and some even pinched their noses to avoid it.

…………

Zhao Yi became conscious again and opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Lu Hongfei sitting next to him reading a book.

"You are awake." As he said that, Lu Hongfei put away his book and stood up.

Zhao Yi was still a little weak, turned around and looked around. It seemed like a hotel. He couldn't help asking, "Have you arrived at the place?"

Lu Hongfei put a glass of water in front of Zhao Yi, opened a plastic dropper and dripped two drops of liquid into it: "Drink it, it will eliminate the sequelae. I'll take you to see it."

Zhao Yi hesitated for a moment, took the cup and drank it in one breath.

Lu Hongfei nodded with satisfaction: "Good courage."

After waiting for three minutes, Zhao Yi found that the medicinal power had subsided, his physical strength had completely recovered, and his spirit was also sufficient.

"It's been three minutes." Lu Hongfei put down his watch, "Let's go, I'll take you to see."

When Zhao Yi opened the door, he heard the noise faintly, as if it was cheering, music, etc. When he came to the end of the corridor, he took the elevator, and the elevator began to descend.

After about 20 floors, the elevator stopped. The noise one after another made the shocking music on the ground more and more obvious, and it kept squeezing into the gaps in the elevator.

When the elevator opened, the noise came like a tide. When we left the elevator hall, we saw a magnificent square.

The ground in the center of the square is sunken, and stairs of audience seats are formed around it. These are rings, or arenas.

The height of the center of the arena is probably seventy or eighty meters, and the pillars around it support a space of about three hundred meters. There is more than one such space. But it is hard to see clearly from the distance, even if the lights are bright.

On the ring opposite to Zhao Yi, two mechas were fighting. The collision of steel, the showdown between blades and blades was sparking, and each collision caused the air to tremble.

With a loud bang, one mecha was kicked down, the other mecha dropped its shield, and held the knife in both hands and slashed it down.

There was a loud bang, and the earth shook, and the head of another mecha was cut off directly. The sword used by the mecha fell deeply into the ground.

"Roar...bloody hand!bloody hand!bloody hand!" The audience roared and shouted.

The mecha warrior grabbed his head with one hand and raised the long sword that was already serrated with the other hand to greet the surroundings. The audience immediately threw out a piece of props:

Small planes, elfs, chickens, phoenixes, rockets, fireworks, etc. Of course, they are all electronic toy models.

"Shock." Lu Hongfei shouted loudly at Zhao Yi--the voice is too low to hear.

Zhao Yi nodded, a brilliant light emitted from his eyes, and his hands couldn't help but hold them tightly.

Mecha warriors, the dreams of many young people!

Lu Hongfei didn't say anything else, but took Zhao Yi to a tram and came to a hall with a height of three meters in height.

When you enter the hall, you will find another small arena in the hall. This one is not mecha, but personal.

The hall is about fifty meters away, and there is a ring in the center; at this time there are two people fighting on it, and there is no structure in the fight.

The two looked only in their twenties, and the clothes they wore were normal - not the kind of fighting, but daily wear.

Zhao Yi looked at the two people on the ring, then the audience around him, then looked at himself, then Lu Hongfei, and slowly spoke: "Is this a test? Choose one to eliminate the system?"

A little smile appeared on Lu Hongfei's face, but there was an indescribable coldness in his smile: "Observe carefully. It's not a choice between two. Since you have come here, you have all passed the test.

However, the outcome here is related to your future training efforts.

Whether to eat meat or drink soup, start from now on!”

While speaking, one person rode to another person's chest and slammed into his face with a bang. The "referee" next to him quickly stepped forward and pulled it away.

He stood up successfully, licked the blood from his fists, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly pointed at Zhao Yi: "I'm a lazy guy who sleeps in. Come, let my brother educate me!"
Chapter completed!