Chapter 365 Candidate No. 000

The bean-faced man didn't know what Moyu was thinking, and all he could do was to inform President Netero of the matter.

"Wow, let's talk about it when we meet."

Netero replied on the phone.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the bean-faced man felt that President Netero on the phone seemed to be in high spirits.

Without thinking too much, the bean-faced man informed Moyu of the result and asked the spaceship to turn to Saba City where Netero was.

That city was the first test site of the 287th Hunter Test.

Netero was the president of the Hunter Association and the highest person in charge of the Hunter Test Review Committee.

He didn't have to show up in the Hunter Test, but he had to wait around the Hunter Test Site so that he could deal with various emergencies as quickly as possible.

After all, there are many people with eccentric personalities among professional hunters, or they are very self-centered.

Let them serve as examiners, and when setting questions, they basically won't consider the problem from the perspective of the examinees.

In this case, if the Review Committee completely abides by the examiners' right to judge, then the pass rate of the Hunter Test every year will be basically zero.

When Pyon was the examiner, he gave questions in ancient Chinese characters that were beyond the candidates' cognition. Before the test began, he was just short of holding up a sign saying "You have been eliminated".

And this phenomenon is not an isolated case.

So when Moyu asked about the so-called scope of authority, Netero should have directly answered "Everything is based on the opinions of the review committee", but he did not do so.

"Let me see what you are thinking."

In a high-rise building in Saba City, Netero stood in front of the French window, raised his hand and slowly stroked his beard, with a little smile in his old eyes.

The registration time for this hunter test is about to end, and millions of testers are ready to go.

The time came to January 1, 1999, and the clues to the location of the first level hunter test began to fall in specific locations around the world.

Among these millions of candidates, only one in ten thousand candidates can successfully find the test location.

Candidates from all over the world have begun to take action.

There is a black-haired hedgehog boy with a backpack and a fishing rod who set off from the whale-shaped island.

There is a talented killer boy who runs away from home even if it means hurting his mother.

There is a handsome blond boy wearing ethnic costumes with a deep hatred in his eyes.

There is a man in a suit who is greedy and impulsive but has lofty dreams.

There is a serious brother control.

There is a battle maniac.

There is a fun person.

There is a harmful person.

There is also a stupid goose...

Many candidates of all kinds set out on the road to the first level hunter test site for various reasons.

At the same time.

Moyu met Netero in a building in Saba City.

After several years of separation, the old and the young looked at each other.

In Moyu's eyes, the top veteran in front of him, whether in the state of mind or appearance, has not changed at all.

It seems that time has lost its effect on him.

In Netero's eyes, the boy in front of him who he has high hopes for has undergone a drastic change.

No, now he should be called a young man.

In the past, no matter how mature Moyu acted, or how many things he did that were not in line with his age, it could not reduce the immaturity brought by age.

But now, the immaturity has faded, replaced by a sharp edge like a blade out of its sheath.

"Wow..."

Netero stroked his beard and looked up and down at Moyu's angular facial features and his nearly 1.9-meter-tall upright figure.

Such appearance conditions, coupled with the aura like the rising sun, can be said to be very eye-catching.

But Netero was not concerned about the changes in Moyu's appearance, but the aura covering his body, which was as stable as a rock, but had a very pleasing rhythm like a trickle.

There is no doubt that after two or three years of silence, this rising star in front of him has reached a higher level of control over "aura".

I just don't know what level of "manifest aura" and "potential aura" has reached.

The only thing Netero could be sure of now was that Moyu's progress was extremely fast, which completely met his high hopes before, or should I say exceeded his expectations.

"Generally speaking, the location of the test is decided by the review committee. Apart from that, they will not easily interfere with any independent decisions made by the examiner in the level test, including the test questions and results."

Netero gave a very official answer to Moyu's request.

Moyu thought for a moment after hearing this and asked, "What can I do to remove the word 'easily' from your words?"

In the corner of the room, the bean-faced man who was watching heard what Moyu said and thought how could it be possible.

The previous review committee adhered to the rule of not interfering with the examiner's decision, which led to the pass rate of previous tests being infinitely close to zero.

That's why President Netero was reserved when answering questions.

All decision-making power cannot be handed over to the examiner. This is the result of practice.

"Wow, if the word 'easily' is removed, wouldn't the review committee become a decoration?"

Netero looked at Moyu with interest.

The bean-faced man in the corner nodded subconsciously in agreement with the president's statement.

The intervention of the review committee is also part of the test, so how can they be bystanders?

But Moyu heard the leeway in Netero's words and said seriously: "President, just tell me if it's okay or not."

Netero narrowed his eyes slightly.

The bean-faced man who had been watching the conversation looked at Moyu and whispered to himself: "Although the president likes to mess around, he will never... "

"Okay."

Netero answered Moyu's question with a smile, and at the same time stopped the bean-faced man's self-talk and showed a shocked reaction.

Moyu smiled slightly after getting the answer he wanted.

If the examiner can't play freely in the hunter test, and even has to be restricted by the review committee, what's the point?

However, before Moyu was happy, Netero still said in a smiling tone: "But there is a condition."

"..."

Moyu's eyelids drooped.

Netero seemed not to see Moyu's disgusted reaction, and laughed: "On the road of life, many things have to be fought for by yourself. You want the right not to be interfered with, I can give it to you, it depends on whether you can fight for it."

"Great life lesson, worthy of being President Netero."

Moyu gave Netero a thumbs up.

Netero stroked his beard while smiling.

But the next second, Moyu put away his hand and said calmly: "But I don't want to play volleyball."

"..."

The smile on Netero's face froze slightly, but returned to normal in an instant.

"What do you mean by volleyball?"

He pretended to have a strange reaction.

Moyu gave Netero a look that said "You keep pretending."

"Volleyball is boring, why don't we just play a game?"

"Huh?"

Netero obviously didn't expect Moyu to suggest this, and he instantly became interested.

Without waiting for Netero to ask anything, Moyu continued:

"But it has to be after the hunter test is over. After all, I'm not so arrogant that I can be unscathed in the competition with you. If I'm beaten down by you like last time, how can I be the examiner of this hunter test?"

"Hmm..."

Netero realized that he was trapped by Moyu, and couldn't help but groan.

The bean-faced man in the corner of the room habitually took out a handkerchief to wipe his forehead, looking like he wanted to say something but stopped.

Moyu had a slight smile on his face, patiently waiting for Netero's answer.

In fact, Netero didn't need to put forward any conditions. After completing his three-year training, Moyu was thinking about whether he could have a slightly formal competition with Netero.

Of course, it was impossible to win.

He just wanted to take this opportunity to weigh his own weight.

By the way, fill the three-year battle window.

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A few minutes later.

Moyu left the room and walked in the corridor of the high-rise building.

Faced with his proposal, Netero finally agreed.

How could the playful old fox refuse such a proactive companion?

This result was within Moyu's expectations.

Besides, the conditions he proposed were not excessive.

In previous hunter exams, although the review committee would more or less interfere with the arrangements and decisions of the examiners, most of the time they chose to abide by the results given by the examiners.

Netero just agreed to it.

Moyu knew that Netero's thoughtful reaction just now was not about whether to agree to the conditions of completely releasing his authority.

Rather...

He was struggling whether to agree to Moyu's request to fight after the Hunter test was over.

But he had no choice.

He couldn't let Moyu lie down with a serious injury when the test was about to begin, right?

"It shouldn't be a problem with Xiaodi..."

Moyu tilted his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

As an examiner, Menqi had already gone to the test site to wait, and Xiaodi might have decided to sign up for this year's test after seeing that both Moyu and Menqi participated in this year's Hunter test as examiners.

I just don't know if she can find the location of the first level of the Hunter test based on the clues.

In fact, Moyu and Menqi both knew where the first level test location was, but the Hunter test was not a joke, and they couldn't reveal the location to Xiaodi.

"I have to prepare a little bit."

Moyu was thinking about the content of the test questions in his mind.

For this year's Hunter test, he was responsible for the third level test.

But he didn't want to wait for the candidates to arrive at the third test site.

Scoring.

This was the content of the test questions he prepared.

Two days later.

"Little Bean, have the candidate number plates been made?"

In the office temporarily requisitioned by the Review Committee, Moyou smiled at the busy Doumianren.

In his impression, this hardworking association worker was always so busy.

"It's done."

The Doumianren looked up at Moyou and said worriedly: "But Mr. Moyou, do you really want to directly determine the result of the third test by "scoring"? "

"It depends on the situation. If the number of candidates who pass the second test exceeds expectations, I will consider temporarily changing the plan. Don't worry, I have a backup plan."

While Moyou was talking, he glanced at the bald little head of the Doumianren.

The Doumianren leaned back with some vigilance.

Moyou watched the bean-faced man's actions with a smile on his face, and then asked, "Where is the number plate?"

"I'll get it."

The bean-faced man sighed softly, jumped off the stool, and took out a white round number plate from the cardboard box next to the cabinet.

"Here."

He returned to the desk and handed the number plate to Moyou.

Moyou took the number plate, glanced at the black number "000" on it, and smiled slightly.

He took the test as a candidate, and scored all the candidates who were taking the test as an examiner, which directly determined the result of the third level test.

This was the test question that Moyou prepared.

The specially customized zero plate was the clue he put on the table, and he would also use other methods to increase the probability of candidates paying attention to him.

"I'll take the number plate first, see you then."

Moyou shook the number plate at the bean-faced man, then turned around and strode towards the door.

The bean-faced man looked at Moyou's back with a worried face.

He was thinking, Moyou shouldn't use scoring to directly select qualified candidates in the third level in order to end the test as soon as possible, right?

"Mr. Moyu..."

Reading this, he hesitated and asked: "Can you tell me your backup plan?"

"No problem."

Moyu looked back at the bean-faced man and smiled: "My backup plan is to improvise."

After that, Moyu pushed open the door and left, leaving the bean-faced man confused.

Time passed in a flash.

January 7, Saba City, 2-5-10 Eshi Street.

This is an ordinary restaurant.

Moyu walked into the restaurant alone, showed his hunter license under the stunned gaze of the restaurant owner and waiter, and then walked straight to the elevator room leading to the test site.

As in the original plot, the first level test is a passage under the negative 100th floor that can directly lead to the Shimeile Wetland.

Moyu walked into the elevator room.

The boss in front of the dining table and the waiter who was holding the plate were all staring at the closed door.

They received relevant notices in advance, so they were mentally prepared for Moyu's arrival.

But after seeing what Moyu was wearing on his face, they simply couldn't hold back.

In the elevator room.

Moyu turned the knob and started the elevator.

The room shook and began to go down.

Moyu leaned against the wall next to the door casually, thinking to himself: "Will this year's hunter test be different?"

He thought that with him, this butterfly, maybe the original plot would change from the beginning, such as the number of candidates taking the test would be different, or the people who were supposed to take the test didn't come.

"It's hard to say about Xi Suo, but Dongba and Xiaojie will definitely come."

Moyu lowered his head and thought.

Whether it's Dongba or Xiaojie.

It's unjust to not take advantage of others.

After a long time, the elevator room arrived at the underground passage.

Moyu walked out of the elevator room. The huge passage was empty and so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Ta-ta--

He walked in the passage, and his footsteps echoed in the passage without deliberately restraining.

After a while,

Another voice was heard in the passage.

There was a rectangular hole on the wall covered with pipes.

A gentleman-like man with a mustache appeared at the hole, looking at Moyu with a look of amazement.

To be more precise, he was looking at something on Moyu's face.

It was a very realistic silicone mask, so realistic that there were no eye holes reserved.

Wearing such a mask, it can be said that both eyes are dark and you can't see anything at all.

But the problem is -

The image of this mask is made with Netero as a template!

"Mr. Moyu, are you... serious?"

The man who suddenly appeared was Satz, who was responsible for the first level test in the original book. He looked at the silicone mask on Moyu's face and was surprised and shocked.

Moyu looked at Satz standing in front of the hole with the mask on his head and asked with a smile:

"Does it look like it?"

"..."

Satz was in a complicated mood.