Chapter 8
Just as Mo Nan was waiting for the test.
The phone suddenly rang, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be Nangong Mingyue.
Although he was a little confused, Mo Nan still answered the phone.
"Hello, Mo Nan, your story last night was very good."
Mo Nan was speechless, that's it?
"Sister Mingyue, if you like to listen, I can record an album for you alone. It's okay, I'll hang up, I'm busy." Mo Nan said and was about to hang up the phone.
"Wait a minute, Mo Nan, what I want to say is that someone has taken a fancy to your story and wants to use it as a template to create a series of secret realms corresponding to each realm. Let me ask your opinion."
I didn't expect that the big boss would also be interested in his story?
The big boss who can casually open up space and create secret realms, can you still refuse?
"I agree, Sister Mingyue, you can do it."
"Okay, Mo Nan, I will help you get the greatest benefit, don't worry, at least one vitality pill."
Mo Nan heard that there was an unexpected surprise, thanked Nangong Mingyue, and hung up the phone.
Time soon came to twelve o'clock. During this period, two men and two women wanted to apply for the peerless school.
The middle-aged man brought Mo Nan and the other five to a building next to him and said:
"The registration office is on the top floor. You can go up. By the way, our building is a bit high. If you can't climb up, take the elevator."
Mo Nan looked thoughtful. Of course, you have to take the elevator if the floor is high. Why should he remind you deliberately?
Just after Mo Nan and his group entered the building, the middle-aged man said to his mobile phone: "Let's get started."
After entering the building, Mo Nan walked straight to the stairs. He believed in his judgment. Others also chose to take the stairs. It seems that everyone thought of the same thing.
A sunny and handsome boy greeted several people: "Hello everyone, my name is Xu Fei, a student of No. 2 Middle School."
"Lin Ming, No. 1 Middle School."
"Ling Yue, No. 1 Middle School."
"Hu Xue, No. 1 Middle School."
The other three spoke one after another, and then looked at Mo Nan.
"Mo Nan, from No. 4 Middle School." After Mo Nan finished speaking, he stared at the three people——
[Name: Xu Fei]
[Golden Finger: Flame Sun Body (Lower Dao Level)]
[Cultivation: Gathering Qi Realm]
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[Name: Lin Ming]
[Golden Finger: Ice Martial Soul (Extreme Spiritual Level)]
[Cultivation: Gathering Qi Realm]
…
[Name: Hu Xue]
[Golden Finger: Grandmaster Inheritance (Upper Spiritual Level)]
[Cultivation: Gathering Qi Realm]
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[Name: Ling Yue]
[Golden Finger: Goddess System (Extreme Spiritual Level)]
[Cultivation: Gathering Qi Realm]
Martial Soul and Inheritance? These are two relatively rare golden fingers. Mo Nan really wants to copy them, but Brother Tianfu doesn't seem to like them.
As for Xu Fei's Flame Sun Body, the level should be enough, but there is already a [Nine Absolute Sword Body] of the same type, which still doesn't catch Brother Tianfu's eye.
Brother Tianfu's vision is getting higher and higher. It seems that I have to work hard to find a stronger talent.
Just as Mo Nan was thinking, a sneer suddenly came from the side.
"Heh, someone from No. 4 Middle School? Another useless person who doesn't know his own abilities!"
The person who spoke was Hu Xue
The other three also looked at Mo Nan with some surprise, but did not speak.
In the entire Lin'an City, No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School are in a gap-like lead. As for other schools, they are not a little bit behind and are jokingly called the origin of scraps.
Mo Nan glanced at Hu Xue and said lightly: "In my eyes, you are the most useless one."
"You..."
Hu Xue was about to speak, and suddenly felt like a sharp sword was pressed against his throat, and his whole body was cold.
Mo Nan was very unhappy. If the occasion did not allow it, he would have wanted to take action directly. Who the hell is this person? He doesn't even know you, but he comes up and scolds you first?
Even if it was Lin Qingya who had always wanted to keep him as a backup, Mo Nan had no ill feelings towards her, but he really hated people like Hu Xue.
Xu Fei on the side tried to smooth things over and said, "We are all geniuses in Lin'an, so don't quarrel, let's go up."
Lin Ming, who was like an iceberg, took the lead in climbing the stairs, followed by Ling Yue and Hu Xue, while Mo Nan and Xu Fei walked at the end.
After a while, the figures of Lin Ming and Ling Yue had disappeared, and the voices of Mo Nan and the others echoed faintly in the empty corridor.
"Something is wrong," Xu Fei suddenly said.
It would be strange if it was right. If nothing unexpected happened, this was the so-called registration qualification test of the Four Supremes.
"This should be the first test, let's go and see."
This was the kind of circular staircase. Going down, you could see the first floor lobby that became a small dot, and looking up, there was a staircase that you could not see the end of.
Although Mo Nan and the others did not deliberately hurry, with the speed of the warriors, they should have climbed no less than a hundred floors in a short while, but they still hadn't reached the top.Illusion? Mo Nan didn't know, but persistence would never go wrong.
In this way, the two of them sped up and walked up.
An hour later, familiar stairs, familiar guardrails, familiar trash cans.
Six hours later, stairs, guardrails, trash cans.
One day later, stairs, guardrails, trash cans.
Three days later.
"Fuck, I haven't signed up yet, is it necessary to do this?"
Xu Fei cursed, his voice echoed in the empty corridor, and the echo was endless.
"Okay, save some energy and hurry on your way."
Although the physical fitness of warriors is far superior to that of ordinary people, if this continues, it is estimated that they will not be able to hold on for long.
Seven days later.
"Is it still... going to end?"
Xu Fei's voice became hoarse, and his voice was a little intermittent.
Mo Nan shook his head. He also felt hoarse, but relying on the strength of the 'Nine Absolute Sword Body', he could still hold on for the time being.
This real feeling is not like an illusion, it is probably some kind of magical item.
He now only hopes that the time here will flow independently, not synchronized with the outside world, otherwise, it will be a bit of a loss.
After a short rest, the two continued to walk up.
At this time, in a luxurious office, four middle-aged men and women were drinking tea and chatting.
"I bet none of them can last more than 20 days."
"Do you need to say that? Although the negative states in the infinite staircase are virtual, their senses are real. In a small place like Lin'an, it's good for someone to last half a month."
"If we hadn't lowered the threshold this year, it is estimated that at least three of the five people today would be eliminated."
"Don't underestimate the world. There are many examples of phoenixes appearing in chicken coops. Just wait for the results."
While chatting, several people looked at the huge display screen in front of them, which was playing the situation in the stairs.
On the other side, Mo Nan and the others had been walking for ten days. Thirst, hunger, fatigue, and countless negative states made their steps extremely slow.
Three days later, the two caught up with Ling Yue who was walking in front.
At this time, Ling Yue was holding the guardrail with her hands and moving step by step with difficulty.
