I have an Apocalypse City-Chapter 860 - 861 Assessment_1

Chapter 860: Chapter 861 Assessment_1

Song Jian didn’t return to his residence, but instead went to Meng Tiantian’s shop and handed over all the emerald bamboo leaves in his package to Meng Tiantian before directly entering the game;

Back in the game, it was now early morning in the virtual world. Although there were still clouds in the sky, they had thinned out considerably. The morning sun filtered through the clouds, casting its light over the surrounding greenery, making everything appear so peaceful. Of course, if there weren’t any players trying to uproot trees with their bare hands nearby, Song Jian’s experience would be even better.

New players were still arriving in this world. Like the other cities, the City of Hope now allowed newcomers to familiarize themselves with this new world rather than directly facing monsters, giving them enough time to adapt;

However, for new players, the initial task was always to collect wood, amassing their first batch of funds, then to buy one or two general Skill Books before leaving the city to fight monsters and level up.

In this way, compared to when Song Jian and his companions first arrived in the game and had to fight monsters barehanded, the situation was a hundred times better. The death rate had plummeted, and as long as they didn’t seek out death, players could generally grow smoothly;

“Truly blissful!” Song Jian, watching a few young players diligently gathering wood outside the castle, couldn’t help but exclaim;

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Just then, several lines of system prompts suddenly appeared in front of Song Jian;

System: The 138th Unique Profession Assessment is about to begin. Do you wish to start?

System: You have two remaining chances to refuse. If you refuse again next time, your qualification token will vanish forever;

System: Your Combat Power has reached the first tier. You will directly pass the initial selection phase and can immediately enter the competition;

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Unique Profession Assessment?

Song Jian was taken aback. He remembered Cecilia mentioning that such qualification events only selected reserve qualifiers, which meant they were effectively the reserve team for a Unique Profession. Moreover, sometimes the person bestowed with a Unique Profession wouldn’t necessarily come from these reserves…

“Oh well, let’s go have a look. Maybe I can discover more information about the Swordsman Immortal profession!” Song Jian mused to himself and directly chose “Start.”

In his package, the black token that had always been there suddenly turned into a beam of black light, enveloping Song Jian as if he was encased in a black Light Cocoon;

Next, a pitch-black Space-Time Rift appeared at the spot where Song Jian stood, and the Light Cocoon engulfing him plunged into the rift. After a short while, the Space-Time Rift slowly vanished, as if it had never existed.

Song Jian felt the world spinning around him, like he had been thrown into a washing machine. But soon, he felt solid ground beneath his feet, and the black Light Cocoon wrapping around him gradually faded until it disappeared.

Now, Song Jian found himself standing in a vast square. There were already quite a few people there, with black Light Cocoons descending like meteors onto the square. The scene looked magnificent;

“This, there must be at least a thousand people here, right?” Song Jian surmised, spotting a person every few meters and unable to see the end. Above, swarms of black Light Cocoons kept falling, with new arrivals appearing continuously in the square;

“Eh, Zhang Hong?” Song Jian’s eyes narrowed as he saw a bald monk not far from him, bowing his head with slightly closed eyes, holding a Magic Staff as if he were a venerable monk of high virtue.

This was the martial monk Zhang Hong, whom he had encountered before and who was also a monk in the real world, with the monastic name Hongyi. Looking at his level, he had already advanced to level forty, which was even higher than Song Jian’s;

Moreover, Song Jian could feel that around Zhang Hong, there seemed to be a chilly aura faintly lingering, as if many ghosts were entwining around him.

At this moment, Zhang Hong appeared motionless, his head hanging low, but in reality, he was continuously observing the surroundings with the corner of his eye. Due to the angle, however, he had not noticed Song Jian.

But when Song Jian’s gaze fell on him, Zhang Hong seemed to sense something. His left ear twitched slightly as if trying to detect who had set their eyes on him.

Seeing Zhang Hong’s reaction, Song Jian smiled slightly and didn’t mind. He casually shifted his gaze away and began to assess the condition of the other players around.

Before long, a look of surprise appeared on Song Jian’s face. None of the players standing in the square were below level thirty-five, but there were not many who possessed second-tier combat power.

It was important to note that, in order to pass the first-tier combat power assessment world, aside from strong strength, luck also played a significant part. Hence, many people failed their first assessment and could only wait for the second one a month later, or even more.

However, attempting the first-tier combat power assessment was not always an option. If one tried more than five times or if their level exceeded forty, they would permanently lose the chance to pass the first-tier combat power assessment, effectively losing dozens of attribute points forever.

But this didn’t prevent them from attempting the second-tier combat power assessment. Once their level reached fifty, they could confidently undertake the second-tier combat power assessment, and upon passing, they would still receive attribute points as reward.

However, for those players who had not passed the first-tier combat power assessment, without the additional ten or sometimes dozens of attribute points, the difficulty of passing the second-tier combat power assessment would be multiplied several times over, and very few players managed to accomplish this.

After waiting for half an hour, the dark Light Cocoons in the sky gradually diminished until there were none left. By that time, Song Jian roughly estimated that there were over three thousand players standing in the square, though this number could be higher, as many were beyond the range of his sight.

Just then, the entire square suddenly began to tremble slightly, and a large altar, hundreds of square meters in size, slowly rose from the center of the square.

When the altar finally settled, its height had exceeded thirty meters. Everyone’s attention was drawn to the altar, and atop it, one by one, teleportation gates began to light up.

Once stable, the number of gates had reached ten.

At this moment, everyone simultaneously received a system prompt:

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System: Players participating in the selection race, please enter the light gates within thirty seconds; otherwise, it will be treated as forfeiture.

“Damn it!”

Hearing this system prompt, many players let out an angry curse and rushed hurriedly towards the altar in the square.

The positions occupied by the players were determined by the time they had chosen to accept. The earlier they made the choice, the further they were from the altar. The later, the farther away from the altar they were. Those who were beyond the range of Song Jian’s vision would likely fail the selection race if they did not possess abilities like teleportation or an Acceleration Skill.

Before long, the number of people on the square had reduced by two-thirds, and a faint red glow emerged on the surface of the others.

After ten seconds, those who were still standing in place also received a system prompt:

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