Re - Growth of Life

Selection Test (1)

“Hahaha... This year the participants are more than in previous years, yes!” I heard the sound of someone speaking loudly and enthusiastically in the microphone. Maybe about two people, they are noisily fighting over the microphone.

“The loudspeaker's voice was even deafening, yes. Even if we are outside the palace though.” Fang, since then, has been ranting about the microphone. And his ear drum until it breaks. Said.

As the person who holds the microphone said, today many participants were queuing up from earlier. Even in the middle of this hot day. Good thing we have been staying here since morning. Yes, there are many. Even when the cashier queue was not open yet, a lot of people lined up, queuing up.

“Next.” I'm stepping right away. The cashier ripped off one of the papers in the note book. “Whose name?” Ask the cashier with slightly reddened eyes as a result of constantly being inside the post from the morning blind.

“Adrian.” I tried to smile, so that the face of the cashier was not tangled very much.

“Next.”

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“You got what number, Adrian?” Fang nimbly looked at my paper.

“Number 64.”

“Sweetest yes. Looks like Thomi fell asleep at the bar earlier. And when he woke up, he was confused because there was no one else in the bar.” Abel smiled with satisfaction. Support his head with his hands, making it a backrest.

Not long after Abel smiled, a loud voice sounded filling the passageway. “ABEL! ADRIAN! FANG!” Lothawat! It's Thomi!

“Fang's Fowl! Adrian! Thomi angry!” Abel's face suddenly changed. From smiling to tempias. Fang and I ran in the hallway after Abel who had already run far away.

Thomi snorted, clenched her hands, made a yellow slime as big as a small tree trunk, creeping about our feet. Then pulling his hand, the slime became hard.

“Hei! Why are you leaving me alone at the bar, huh!” Thomi stepped slowly. Clenching his hands, a yellow wisp of mucus filled his hands, then hardened. Run, get ready to give ‘leson’ to the three of us who left her secretly.

Just before his fists whipped about us, a sudden burst of fire appeared before the four of us, and melted Thomi's yellow mucus. We fell backwards.

“You! Do not use force to oppress weak people, dong!” Someone appeared from behind the previous puff of fire, appearing in front of the three of us. Thomi grunts, exasperated. Someone appeared suddenly. And what's more, he doesn't know her.

Thomi returned the melted mucus to her body originally. It clumped in the hand, then immediately absorbed in his body. “Who are you? How dare you bother me!”

Me, Abel and Fang laughed. “Hey, he doesn't want to attack us.” Abel wiped his tears from laughing.

“He's our friend. He was angry that we were leaving him alone at the bar. That'sthat's all. Don't get too serious.” Abel embraces Thomi whose face is flushed red with anger, trying to explain to someone who appears with the power of fire.

That fellow. The previous one his face was burning like fire, instantly extinguished like it was finished in a flush of water one bucket. Then laughed awkwardly, “Hahahaha. Sorry, I thought he intended to bully you. Because his body looks burly, so I misunderstood. My name is Na-ese Anwuru. Just call Anwuru.” Right after he told her his own name, the fire enveloped him and then disappeared from before us.

Thomi termangu, “Wah... seems like it's a noble name huh?”

GONG! GONG! GONG! The gong sounds loud. Then continued with the sound of someone holding a microphone, after the gong sound stopped.

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Ten minutes of silence. All participants gathered.

“Kukira where, it turns out in this place toh.” Murmured someone beside me.

Then I turned, “What is this place?” The man also looked over, then explained. “That Colosseum. The place where the soldiers fought, shed a lot of blood. Not only against fellow soldiers, but also the surviving soldiers were forced to fight the ferocious beasts of his time. And all that is just to satisfy an emperor.”

I gulped, “But that was a long time ago. The Colosseum is only a replica. Because the original Colosseum has collapsed since millions of years ago.” The person casually explained about the Colosseum, while shrugging his shoulders. Then walk faster, leaving me.

“WELCOME! IN THE SELECTION TEST OF THE POWER OWNER TROOPS!”

“WUUUU!!!” Audience cheering.

Let me explain. The Colosseum, as the man said, was a place where bloodshed was only for the emperor's satisfaction. A large arena, with rows of empty spectator seats jumping from bottom to top. We were told to gather in the middle of the arena.

The trumpet is starting to play. The commanders and deputy commanders sprung up after the trumpet was finished playing, then they sat on top. Watching us.

A few seconds off. Then the participants shouted excitedly looking directly at the commander-in-chief of each troop. Even though they were on top, watching us.

A few minutes after they sat down, the trumpet rang again. A person wearing an orange robe with soft feathers beside his robe, along with a crown on his head, came. He sat in the middle of the seat between the commander-in-chief, who was deliberately vacated.

Someone stood up from the chair of the commander-in-chief, “Okay, everyone. Today I will explain about this year's selection exam. I'm Grove, commander-in-chief of the sun forces.” Participants cheered, shouting passion while hitting his hands up in the sky.

“Wahh!! It's Grove! Commander-in-chief of the best troops of the best!” Someone exclaimed, clenched their hands.

“Hahaha..! I have to get into that sun army!” others chimed in.

Sun Forces. The best team of the best. According to the explanation of Mr. Arion during the school, the Sun Army itself gained many stars from the tasks they successfully completed. With the members possessing monstrous strength, even their fight to the extent of affecting the state of the surrounding nature.

Then the worst of the worst, the Moon Army. The fewest armies have stars. In addition, the Moon Force also often did chaos rather than good.

After their cheers stopped, Grove began to speak. “So, this selection exam is the same as last year, there are three kinds of exams. Written exams, strength tests, and one-on-one fighting exams. That's it.” Grove sat back down.

The papers started coming from above. Me and the other participants took one of the many papers. I turned my head, Abel, Fang and Thomi were absent, scattered in the crowd.

First exam, written exam. Actually this test is not too difficult, we are only asked about the basic values of ethics, morals, and so on.

Thirty minutes passed, next the second exam. In the middle of the arena were provided five targets made of bricks. Each wave of only five advanced participants is called based on the sequence number. The one who had not been summoned waited to sit down to the seat of the Colosseum.

The second exam was quite time consuming, as the participants were a thousand people. Two hours passed, the time for the third exam as well as the deciding exam was about to begin.