.

A mithril mask—

So it was not difficult for him to understand why the soldier in front of him looked at him as if he was a retard.

However, Zhang Tianmiao was not concerned about this trivial matter. He just turned around and waved to his deputy: "Come and check him out."

The deputy immediately came over. He glanced at the two of them first, then took the box from a little monster and took out a glow device that Fang Plover had never seen before.

Then he said to Fang Plover: "Put your hand up."

Fang Yu was a little confused and hesitated instinctively. But he also knew that he couldn't help it now, so he could only put his hand up honestly. In an instant, he seemed to see a light blue stream of light in his field of vision.

That's a bit like the brilliance of his Dragon Knight system.

The whole process only takes a second or two.

After looking at it for a moment, the deputy immediately nodded to Zhang Tianmiao and whispered in his ear: "There is a system, level three."

"Just reached level three?"

The deputy shook his head: "It's a lot more than that, but I can't tell the details."

Zhang Tianmiao nodded and stopped looking at the two of them. He just waved his hand and said, "Go over there. Someone will explain the rules of the game to you."

Only then did the two pass through the military's blocking line. They vaguely heard the deputy behind them discussing with his boss: "Captain Zhang, that person is wearing a mithril mask..."

"I saw."

"Are all newcomers so rich nowadays?"

"Who knows, maybe you are stupid? Why do you think about all these miscellaneous things? Be serious."

"Sorry, sorry, sir."

Although Fang Yu heard a black line, he finally let out a sigh of relief. He couldn't help but pull at his collar. His whole body was soaked with sweat, and he was as wet as being fished out of water.

He was still a little strange, wondering what those military people were doing there.

Wasn't it meant for him?

Or is it that the Stargate Special Operations Team is now doing other tasks part-time?

Fang Yu couldn't help but asked: "Miss Aitila, has this kind of examination been done before?"

Aitila shook her head: "This is the first time, probably because of the finals."

finals?

Fang Yucai didn't believe it. When did the military people start to care about these small local competitions? What's more, even if they did care, there was no need to use the Stargate Special Operations Team.

While they were thinking this, the two of them had already arrived at the venue for the qualifying round - the venue was actually not big, it was just an area cleared to the east of the hall. The little monsters hadn't even moved the tables and chairs yet.

Go and leave them where they are.

A dwarf was standing at a table explaining the rules of the game to the others in a shrill voice.

The rules of the qualifying round are actually very simple. The previous round is a qualification test. As long as you pass the assessment of the competition team, you will be considered qualified. The test questions are not difficult, that is, the contestants must control the clockwork fairy to pass a sufficient number of questions within the specified time.

Just obstacles.

Fang Yu probably guessed that the purpose of this assessment was just to eliminate those people who pretended to be fake from the real contestants.

He looked around and found that there were quite a few contestants in the first round. There were about thirty or forty people. He didn't know how many people would be left after the first round of assessment.

But even for the simplest first round of assessment, there is actually a reward of one thousand lisels for those who pass it, which is roughly equivalent to a participation award, but it is enough to make people sigh about the wealth of the owner of this place.

At this time, the dwarf had finished explaining the rules of the competition, and then asked all the contestants to get ready and put on their flexible control gloves.

Fang Yu also did as he was told. Aitila pushed him from behind and asked him to step forward. Only then did Fang Yu realize that his control gloves were too tattered, and there were only two strips on the dial.

silver rails.

In order not to attract attention, he thought about wrapping the dial with a piece of cloth, but unexpectedly, Fang Pulmon underestimated how eye-catching his control gloves were.

He had just finished his preparations when he heard a chuckle coming from the side. Fang Yu subconsciously turned around and saw a tall and thin alchemist wearing glasses looking at him, and couldn't help laughing.

: "Sorry, buddy, I didn't mean to do it. But your gloves are a bit too original."

Fang Yuan saw that this man's attire was also that of a contestant. There were five silver stars on his collar. He was a much higher level than him. He was a fifth-level alchemist.

Then he looked at his gloves that had been torn into pieces, even cut by a dagger to expose the fingers. He felt a little embarrassed, scratched his face and explained forcefully: "No way, I'm used to it.

Easy to change."

The man smiled and said: "I understand, I understand, no one has ever been down and out."

He stretched out his hand to Fang Yu: "My name is Wandering Hu Di, and my real name is Hu Di. You can just call me Hu Di. My goal is the same as yours. I just need to get the bonus through the first round."

Fang Yu was stunned for a moment, but he also held the other person's hand.

He raised his head, revealing his silver half mask, smiled and thought of a temporary pseudonym.

"My name," he said, "is Char, Char-Aznable."

"As for my goal, it is only victory."
Chapter completed!