The people queuing up to be tested moved slowly, and soon it was Lynard's turn.

"Don't resist."

The staff member in blue and black uniforms said something, then picked up the seal and knocked it lightly on his forehead.

The tentacles hidden in his body trembled for a moment, showing disgust, as if the seal was a ball of stolen goods condensed with countless viruses and filth.

This mood swing passed in a flash, and Linnard felt nothing except feeling a little nauseous after receiving the signal from the tentacles.

"This is an old seal that can temporarily suppress your spiritual power. In the next test, only physical power is allowed to be used. Do you understand?"

Linard tried vaguely to mobilize the 'old' aura in his body, but found that there was no obstacle.

"clear."

He didn't ask any more questions and nodded.

"Go through the door frame and enter the testing area."

The staff member ordered.

The moment he crossed the unremarkable door frame, Linnard's scalp felt numb, as if invisible energy was passing through his body. He inexplicably felt a bit like being X-rayed in the hospital, as if his whole body had become transparent.

All secrets are parsed and scanned.

If the tentacles hadn't become one with him, they might have been exposed at this moment.

He walked out of the door frame smoothly and everything continued as usual.

"The first test is to test your strength value. You only need to punch this stone with all your strength, and we can accurately test the power contained in your punch."

Each participant in the test was guided by a dedicated person. The person responsible for recording Linnard's results was a man with ordinary eyes. He held a cardboard in his hand and pointed at a stone slab suspended in the air.

"The test will be divided into three times, and the middle value will be taken as the final score. You are good to go."

Linard remained silent, clenched his right fist and moved it casually, expanding his chest, and his facial expression became serious.

He took a step forward and punched the center of the stone slab with a loud bang!

There was a dull sound when the fist collided with the stone slab. The moderately thick stone slab did not fly out as expected, but moved back a certain distance under the influence of the interaction force.

The staff came up and measured it again, and said: "81, believer level!"

This data is right at the upper-middle level among all testers, slightly higher than the average of 79 calculated by Lynard before, but not as good as the occasional score above 95.

The next two punches were the first foreshadowing. Linnard's control of intensity reached a precise level, scoring 85 and 83 respectively.

According to his own estimation, he only used about half of his power. If he blasted out with all his strength, he should be able to get more than 200 points.

The strength test is followed by the speed test. In order to test the overall quality and ability more conveniently, the test taker will be limited to a certain space.

There will be countless spherical objects suspended in the space. They will attack the subject from various angles within one minute. During this period, they cannot leave the fixed area and can dodge freely. They will stop attacking after being hit a hundred times. The score is calculated according to the duration.

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"Ready, start!"

The densely packed balls tilted down like a shower, and their speed was not too fast. With Linard's dynamic vision and movement speed far beyond ordinary people, it was not too difficult to continuously dodge attacks in a short period of time.

His swift body darted left and right, constantly changing, but he deliberately controlled the rhythm of being hit once or twice every second.

As time goes by, the speed and number of spheres continue to increase.

In the end, Leonard was eliminated in 41 seconds.

Again, this is not an outstanding result, but it is far above the passing line.

After continuing to undergo several physical tests, the staff wearing glasses led him to the center of the venue to undergo a mental test.

The machine used to test mental strength values ​​looks a bit like a motorcycle helmet. One end is connected to a huge steam metal machine, with a central pipe in the middle. The whole thing is flashing with a cold light, and the steam engine next to it is constantly churning out white steam.

Noisy, running at full load.

"Put on the helmet and concentrate your mind. You will experience simulated pollution. Please rest assured that everything is safe. All the feelings are just hallucinations caused by the machine, but they are real enough. The machine is set in a protection mode. When it tests your spirit

It will automatically stop after the force reaches its peak value.”

Linnard sat on the chair and allowed the staff to put on his helmet.

"Well……"

A weak electric current traveled through his scalp, and an unspeakable meaning flowed out of the helmet's pipes, like the malicious gaze of an evil creature.

He gradually felt his body tightening, and hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes, with countless unimaginable patchwork creatures flashing past him like a revolving lantern.

The huge mental power in Linnard's mind unconsciously overflowed to fight against the illusion.

He found that the invading strange pollution was fighting against his mental power, and based on the mental power he used, the intensity of the pollution was constantly increasing to counteract it.

Linnard made some calculations and chose to mobilize about two-thirds of his mental power to fight against the strange pollution. After about five seconds at the same frequency, the steam machine slowly stopped.

"Incredible, 101 points, the highest score today!"

The staff exclaimed in exaggerated praise and recorded on paper: Messenger-level mental power.

Linard smiled modestly and said nothing more.

It is reasonable for a detective who has been at the scenes of major tragedies all year round to have extraordinary mental strength. This can add some sparkle to his resume and increase his chances of joining the official force.

"Very good. Your physical fitness and mental strength are very up to standard."

Perhaps because of his good grades, it seemed certain that he would join the official force. The male staff member with the eyes was much kinder to him, looking at him with eyes that were sizing up his colleagues, and he was unusually kind.

"Next, we just need to test your pollution level again. Don't worry, people who have awakened spiritual power have more or less pollution levels. After all, the blood of those crazy gods flows in our veins."

Linard smiled and returned the favor.

His thoughts started thinking at high speed:

"If this pollution level is the same as the pollution level of the script space, then what will their expression be like after seeing a person with a pollution level of 99.1%?"

Obviously, this is a risk that cannot be taken either.

He cannot pin his hopes on anyone who is not 100% contaminated to join the official forces.

The two of them came to the other end of the venue, where people in groups of three or three were already queuing up again to undergo pollution tests.

The two arrogant young men in vests who were in front of Linnard were also there. It seemed that their results were good. Both of them had a little joy on their faces. Even the calmer Paulson couldn't bear it.
Chapter completed!