Chapter 23: This Is A Damn Entry Test?
Blue Star, Huxin City, Heavenly Might Building.
In the magnificently decorated reception hall, a middle-aged man whose hair had turned completely white was tapping his fingers on the desk faster and faster, making the several elders seated in the hall grow increasingly uneasy.
Chu Kuangren!
This name in Pilgrimage had once been known to all, a title carved out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
At that time, although Chu Qingtian was already forty-seven, he was still a top expert in the virtual game world.
In the virtual game world, while virtual games could ignore a player’s physical problems, as players grew older, their focus and energy could no longer compare to when they were young, and even their neural reactions would decline.
Yet Chu Qingtian still fought on the frontline, and by his own strength battled four saint-level existences. Those three saint-level existences were in their prime, with peak concentration and neural reaction, yet they still lost to Chu Qingtian.
After that, Chu Qingtian annihilated a city with a single spear, defeated the Lieyang Guild, which at the time had the potential to become a giant guild, and from then on the name Chu Kuangren shook the entire Pilgrimage.
However, the reason the title Chu Kuangren became truly universally known was another matter.
It was due to an internal conflict within Heavenly Might. Chu Qingtian had a clash of ideals with another founder of Heavenly Might whose name could not be mentioned. Everyone in Pilgrimage had thought Chu Qingtian would compromise, since that unnamable founder followed five saint-level experts.
Instead, Chu Qingtian completely broke with that founder whose name could not be mentioned.
That incident almost caused Heavenly Might to fall to the level of a first-class guild. Fortunately, Chu Qingtian blocked the attacks of several first-class guilds and barely preserved Heavenly Might’s status in Pilgrimage.
Now, though Chu Qingtian was nearly fifty, his temper had long since been smoothed out, and he treated others much more gently. But at this moment, his expression was so dark that the elders present felt a chill down their backs.
“Has Secretary Zhang still not arrived?” Chu Qingtian glanced at the time on his watch, his frown deepening as he directly asked the elders beside him, “Didn’t you say earlier that Secretary Zhang was already on her way?”
“President, Secretary Zhang is indeed on her way, but that was five minutes ago. From her residence to the guild will probably still take one or two minutes.” An elder with graying beard and hair explained cautiously.
“This Secretary Zhang is getting more and more out of line.” Chu Qingtian’s voice was cold. “Leaving us waiting here is one thing, but does she not know that Su Wuming is here today as well? Now we have kept Su Wuming waiting for over an hour. Others might think we are trying to put pressure on him.”
“Today is Su Wuming’s entry test. It concerns Heavenly Might’s reputation. If we let young people like Su Wuming feel Heavenly Might is nothing special, he will absolutely dare to drive up his price to the sky.”
The elders present all agreed with this, and their expressions grew more solemn.
Although Heavenly Might was currently one of the five giant guilds of Pilgrimage and appeared powerful from the outside, they themselves knew their own situation. With Pilgrimage on the decline, Heavenly Might had already spent vast manpower and resources to develop new substitute games.
Heavenly Might now had little spare money on hand. If Su Wuming easily passed the entry test, that proof of ability would naturally justify a high price. But if they could make him feel the entry test was somewhat difficult, the price they needed to offer could be lowered appropriately.
Because this entry test was so important, they had decided to entrust it to the guild’s head steward, Zhang Qing Wei, who was also the director of the human resources department. Several saint-level existences in the guild had taken their entry tests with Zhang Qing Wei, and the negotiated prices had all been very favorable.
“By the way, why is Zhao Hu not here? Didn’t he say he wanted to meet Su Wuming today?” Chu Qingtian swept his gaze over the hall and found that Zhao Hu, who had been clamoring to meet Su Wuming, was unexpectedly absent.
One had to know that Zhao Hu had always wanted a saint-level existence to help develop a new game, but all of Heavenly Might’s current saint-level existences either had their own duties or were uninterested in developing new games, only wanting to increase their strength in Pilgrimage.
As a new elder who might join, Su Wuming was definitely someone Zhao Hu would want to win over with all his strength.
“I contacted Elder Zhao Hu. Elder Zhao Hu said he has no time.” The gray-bearded elder explained.
“No time? What is he doing?” Chu Qingtian was surprised. “Developing Tianlong Dynasty is what Zhao Hu values most. What could be more important than recruiting a saint-level existence to help?”
“Apparently he is taking part in some game’s test assessment.” The gray-bearded elder shook his head. “Elder Zhao Hu said he must pass that test assessment, or else he would have no face to return to the guild. I could not persuade him otherwise.”
“Fine, that is the sort of person he is.” Chu Qingtian no longer concerned himself with it, and checked the time again. “Still not here?”
Just as Chu Qingtian was about to take out his phone to contact Zhang Qing Wei directly, Zhang Qing Wei walked in at an unhurried pace, her face full of helplessness.
“President, I am sorry to have kept you waiting.” Zhang Qing Wei took a deep breath and adjusted her mindset. “I have already prepared the entry test for Blade Saint Su Wuming. I guarantee it will give Heavenly Might sufficient authority.”
“Let us hope so.” Chu Qingtian glanced at Zhang Qing Wei. He had originally wanted to give her a harsh scolding, but considering her mental condition and the doctor’s advice that she needed more sleep, he gave up on it in his heart. “Let us go to the entry test room now.”
Heavenly Might Building, eighty-first floor.
An entire floor with the size of a small sports field had been fully remodeled by Heavenly Might into the guild’s entry testing area, used specifically for daily tests of new recruits. In addition, members’ promotion assessments were also conducted on this floor.
Normally, the eighty-first floor was bustling, but because of Blade Saint Su Wuming today, the entire floor was reserved for his entry test, making it feel very empty.
“Brother Su, sorry to have kept you waiting. This is our Heavenly Might human resources director. We wasted quite some time adjusting the test just now.” Chu Qingtian looked at the short-haired, burly young man lying in the virtual game pod and explained with a smile.
Su Wuming was not old, only twenty-five, a saint-level existence who had risen in Pilgrimage over the past year.
As a free player, Su Wuming had, in just one year, defeated several blade saints and entered the ranks of the top ten blade saints. He was a very promising young man. Without Heavenly Might’s sufficient sincerity, it would have been very hard to recruit such a genius expert.
“It is fine. It is all gaming anyway. It is the same wherever I play.” Su Wuming logged out of Pilgrimage, looking curiously at Zhang Qing Wei, the human resources director. As for Chu Qingtian’s words, he did not believe a single one. “So can we start now?”
Su Wuming had heard plenty about guilds trying to force down prices. Never mind waiting an hour; in order to unsettle newcomers, some small guilds would make them wait until past midnight, not even providing coffee to keep them awake or allowing a bathroom break, using every trick they could.
Waiting an hour like this was nothing, and would not affect his condition at all.
“We can.”
Zhang Qing Wei stepped forward, about to have Su Wuming enter a battle game she had previously selected, when she suddenly recalled High Martial Arts Descend’s potential. Luo Wu Shang needed experts, and this was a good chance to poach someone.
She slid and tapped her finger, opening High Martial Arts Descend in the virtual game pod, and said softly, “Elder Su, this is the entry test game for today. You only need to pass this test assessment.”
“Good. I can finally get a look at the legendary Heavenly Might entry test.” Seeing that Zhang Qing Wei had casually chosen a test assessment for a new game, Su Wuming laughed and directly clicked into the assessment test for High Martial Arts Descend.
Using a test assessment of a new game as the entry test? Su Wuming felt Heavenly Might was underestimating him far too much. With his skill, any game was easy, let alone the test of a new game. How difficult could it be?
Then one second passed…
Two seconds…
Three seconds…
Su Wuming exited the High Martial Arts Descend test assessment, took a deep breath, made a payment of 198 for a resurrection, and entered the assessment again.
Three seconds later, Su Wuming woke up once more, then silently made another payment of
Dozens of times in a row, the longest he lasted before waking was only eleven seconds. At last, Su Wuming took a deep breath and stood up.
“Sorry for disturbing you.”
“???”
This scene left Chu Qingtian and the others dumbfounded. They had no idea what had just happened.
Then they watched as Su Wuming gave a deep look at the dark gray High Martial Arts Descend icon in the virtual game pod, then swept his gaze over Chu Qingtian and the others present, his eyes filled with exasperation.
This is an entry test?
No. This was outright refusal to test him.
If they did not want him to join, they could have just said so. Why bother using a new game’s test assessment to fool him?
One spear, seven shadows!
Was this a game humans could play?
The second chapter will arrive very soon.
