Alien Super Search

Chapter 170 The first session, essay test

Ji Huanyu gave an order, and under the leadership of the middle-aged officer, all the participants in the competition went to the west courtyard.

The west courtyard of the military headquarters is a martial arts arena of tens of thousands of square meters.At this time, all the original items in the martial arts arena have been emptied, and thousands of sets of tables and chairs are neatly placed.

After entering the martial arts arena, the middle-aged officer turned around and said to everyone: "When you signed up, each of you was given a license plate. Now everyone finds the corresponding seat according to the license plate... No noise!" As soon as the words fell, everyone dispersed immediately.

When Xia Zhanhong signed up, the number in his hand was 360.Soon, he found his place in the middle of the ninth row.

After sitting down, Xia Zhanhong glanced around, then looked straight ahead, with a smile on his face with a twitch of his mouth.The two brothers, one fat and one thin, sat in the front row of him, facing him.

When Xia Zhanhong saw them, those two also saw him, and at the same time, the two also smiled. Even Fatty, who had just turned his eyebrows coldly at Xia Zhanhong at the beginning, felt that the two were indeed destined for each other.

Slightly nodded to signal, neither of them spoke, they both turned around and began to prepare their own things.

After everyone sat down, the old man with a smooth face and always smiling entered the martial arts arena, stood at the front, looked at everyone present, and said with a smile: "There are a total of 370 sides who came to participate in the selection of the commander this year. Thousands of [-] six people... However, those who can finally enter the next level..."

Having said that, the old man stopped on purpose, walked back and forth two steps with his hands behind his back, then glanced at the crowd staring at him holding their breath, and continued: "Only 360 people can enter the next level, the rest One thousand and one 16 people, all eliminated!"

After finishing the words, the smile on the old man's face remained undiminished, he raised his hand and waved it. Hundreds of sergeants walked in at the door and handed out paper and pens to everyone's desk one by one.

Xia Zhanhong was sitting on the table, his eyes flicked to both sides from the corner of his eyes, and he saw that most of the people had depressed faces, and some of them were indifferent, without any emotional changes on the surface. With a faint smile.

Taking a full view of the expressions of the people around him, Xia Zhanhong's expression became solemn: "It seems that there are quite a few people who know the art of war..."

Soon, the pens and papers had been distributed, and the old man spoke again: "If you want to talk about the content of the first session in detail, it's actually not a part of the literary test. On the contrary, it's a compulsory course for everyone in the military department... Today's test The content is... the art of war!"

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly withdrew his smile, and said very seriously: "Today's topic is to be outnumbered! Time, two hours! Anyone found cheating will be disqualified...Start now!"

After the old man announced the start, most of the people sat there in a daze.Among the remaining half of the people, a small number immediately picked up the pens and paper and wrote vigorously, while the rest of the majority, some slowly lowered their heads, and some began to look around.

Xia Zhanhong reached out to pick up a pen, wrote the title On the Paper Outnumbered, and then immediately used the detailed positioning function and display function of the book page.

"Detailed positioning, the detailed explanation of the Art of War written by Ji Haotian... Show the content of the detailed explanation of the Art of War!"

Yesterday, Xia Zhanhong didn't read carefully the content of the Art of War books in the marshal's study at all. There were hundreds of thick books on the Art of War, and he couldn't read them all in one day.He just browsed through the contents of each book and left a rough impression.

Then, try to use the detailed positioning and display functions to find the corresponding articles.In the end, the pages of the book did not disappoint him. Using the two functions together, hundreds of books seemed to be stored in his mind, which was more convenient than flipping through the pages directly.

Looking at the lines of words constantly appearing at the bottom of the page, Xia Zhanhong leaned over his desk and wrote at an extremely fast speed...

In my memory, I flipped through all the books on the art of war with cases of outnumbered enemies and many, and compared them with each other.In about half an hour, Xia Zhanhong wrote a brand new treatise.

Gently putting down the pen, Xia Zhanhong let out a breath slowly, then raised his head, glanced left and right, and suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

I saw the person on my left writing a few strokes on the paper, and his sleeve or hem would vibrate slightly, so quickly that it was hard to notice.

And the one on his right was looking left and right, and every time he turned his head, a red light flashed in his eyes.

"Cheating... The man on the left hid the answer in his sleeves and hem... This man's cultivation level is not low, and his movements are fast enough... The one on the right is even more clever, and he can use the power of blood to Above the eyes, to see farther!" Xia Zhanhong frowned slightly as his mind turned.

Looking up at the sergeants walking back and forth, and then at the old man sitting in the front, Xia Zhanhong thought to himself: "Didn't the Marshal say that the old man of the Zhou family supervised the examination very strictly... If the person on the right uses the power of blood , it’s hard to get evidence! But what about the one on the left..."

Xia Zhanhong thought about this, and looked forward again, only to see the fat and thin two people, writing a few strokes from time to time, and then quietly glanced left and right, obviously also using the power of blood.

Outside the martial arts arena, Ji Huanyu looked back from Xia Zhanhong, turned to look at Ji Chen beside him, and said softly, "Xiao Chen, did you see it?"

Ji Chen nodded, and said, "Third Uncle, among these people, there are not a few who cheat, and they all use the power of blood to cheat, and they can't get evidence if they want to... So it seems that old man Zhou did this on purpose !"

Ji Huanyu smiled faintly, and said: "Not only that, but at least 30 of these candidates were deliberately arranged by old man Zhou, just to write the answers and copy them for those who use their blood. "

After a slight pause, Ji Huanyu went on to say: "Old man Zhou is brilliant! First, let's release the news of the essay test to test the ability of these people to find out the news... Then, use the essay test to make the cheating method high, or the blood Those who are used well are picked out... and the next level, the three of them will cooperate to lead a hundred soldiers to fight in chaos, which is even more targeted! I guess this idea must not have come from the hands of the Zheng family..."

Ji Chen thought for a moment, then asked suspiciously: "Third Uncle, what exactly is Old Man Zhou going to do? Such a targeted selection! Could it be that the twelve commanders this time..."

Ji Huanyu said: "Xiaochen, don't you understand? It's not what old man Zhou wants to do, but what the emperor wants to do... If my estimate is correct, the emperor is going to attack the 72nd general flag this time, so he will be targeted. The purpose of choosing the commander is the same as what we did before, which is to find evidence that they attacked the Ordnance Bureau..."

Hearing this, Ji Chen showed a tinge of displeasure on his face, and said in a deep voice, "Does the emperor not trust the military department by doing this, and even hide the purpose of the selection of the commander from you, and still regard you as the grand marshal of the dynasty... ..."

Ji Huanyu waved his hand and said, "Xiaochen, don't talk nonsense! We are all from the Ji family. I am not only your third uncle, but also the emperor's third uncle... He must have his reasons for doing this!"

Ji Chen frowned, thought for a while with a sullen face, and said coldly: "No matter what, Xia Zhanhong must stay in the Ordnance Bureau, and he can't be sent to the 72nd General Banner under any circumstances. Such a talent must not be left behind!"

Ji Huanyu nodded lightly and said, "That's natural. I'll tell the emperor in person later that it's impossible for him to tell the seriousness of it!"

During the whispered conversation between the uncle and the nephew, two hours passed quickly. In the martial arts arena, old man Zhou walked to the front of the crowd with his hands behind his back, and said loudly, "Everyone stop writing! Close the paper!"

With an order, the soldiers wandering around the field began to collect papers one by one. At this time, those soldiers who hadn't put down their pens tore up the papers without hesitation, and those who violated the rules were immediately kicked out of the military headquarters .

Soon, the test papers were collected, and the old man Zhou smiled again, and said to everyone: "You can relax for a while, the results of the test papers will be calculated soon!"

As soon as the words fell, old man Zhou turned and left, and the straight bodies of the people who had just finished the essay test immediately relaxed, and immediately, the buzzing sound of discussion was heard in the venue.However, most of them are still full of complaints.

After a while, the fat man sitting in the front row turned around, greeted Xia Zhanhong, and asked, "Little brother, how did you do in the exam?" When he spoke, there was a smug smile on his face.

Xia Zhanhong looked at the fat man, and said quietly: "It's written... Seeing Brother Zhu like this, he must have answered well, and there must be no problem entering the next round!"

The fat man laughed and said, "That's natural...Little brother, don't be sad, in fact, even if you fail the exam, it's no big deal! When the results come out, I'll invite you to drink in Ruifulou..."

The thin man tugged the fat man back, and said apologetically to Xia Zhanhong, "Brother, don't worry about it, his temper..."

Xia Zhanhong laughed and said: "Brother Zhu is quick to speak, has a straightforward personality, and is a man worthy of friendship!"

When the fat man heard this, his brows were filled with joy, and when he was about to speak, old man Zhou came back and said loudly, "I'll call the number later, get up and stand in the back row!"

Clearing his throat slightly, the old man Zhou began to read the numbers: "Number one, number two, number six...Number 37...160 and number four..."

A figure stood up following the old man Zhou's voice, and walked to the back row.

"...350 No. 350, 360 No. [-], [-]..." The fat man, the thin man, and Xia Zhanhong stood up one after another.

Looking at Xia Zhanhong, the fat man showed surprise, and said softly, "Little brother, okay! You have entered the next round..."

The thin man pulled the fat man violently in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk!"

Soon, old man Zhou had finished reading all the numbers, and a group of people stood in a dark place behind the martial arts arena.

He raised his head and nodded to Ji Huanyu who was at the edge of the Martial Arts Field, and the old man Zhou said to everyone: "Anyone who hasn't clicked on the number will be eliminated in this round... The 360 ​​people behind the Martial Arts Field are ready, and the second competition will last for an hour. month, start later!"

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