The end of the world begins with failing an exam

The Weak Chickens of the World in Chapter 7
What will be the reward for completing the additional questions?
Some kind of extraordinary ability?

Or some weird weapons... equipment?
Many materials from movies and novels could not help appearing in Chen Jing's mind.

Looking at the front [Would you like to receive the reward now? ] option box, his heartbeat has begun to accelerate uncontrollably.

But he was calm.

At least he decided to go home before accepting the reward.

Because he didn't know what the reward would be, let alone how he would receive it.

If a piece of equipment really appeared on him out of nowhere...

Then maybe in the next second, the good grandfather in this other world will notice something strange.

Don't look at how this old man opened his mouth "good scene" and closed his mouth "good grandson".

If the old man really finds out that he is not his grandson.

What will he do then?
Chen Jing really didn't dare to think about it.

Especially after the old man took him into the sunset red community, Chen Jing felt that the decision he made was particularly wise...

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Sunset Red Community is located at the deepest part of Dunwich Street.

There is only one building in the whole community.

Unlike the dormitory building where Aunt Hong lives, it is a gray high-rise residential building.

The building is thirty stories high.

But only one house had its lights on.

The moss-covered outer wall exudes a decaying smell, and the five neon characters of "Sunset Red Community" hanging in the middle of the outer wall keep flashing, and the dim light is scarlet like blood cast on the ground, struggling to illuminate their way home. way.

Looking at the high-rise residential building in front of him, Chen Jing suddenly had the illusion that he had entered the millennium from the chaos of the 80s.

After entering the gate of the community, Chen Bofu slowed down and walked slowly side by side with Chen Jing.

Chen Jing looked around while walking.

In fact, this is not a community. Not only is the interior greening limited, but the public space is only the lonely community square in front of you.

The front of the community is next to the curb, and the back is next to a river.

That should be considered a river, right?
Or Jiang?
Maybe a lake?
Chen Jing couldn't see clearly.

It just felt that it was much wider than the Yangtze River he had seen by train when he was in college.

The moon's strange smile was reflected in the black and gloomy water.

You can't see the end at a glance from the other side.

Chen Jing took a few casual glances and then looked away, for fear of revealing that it was his first time here.

As soon as he entered the unit door, six strong men in cleaning clothes walked up to him.

These strong men seemed to be carved out of the same mold. They were all about [-] to [-] meters tall, and their exaggerated muscles stretched the loose cleaning clothes to the limit of the explosion line.

The leading cleaner seemed to know Chen Bofu, and hurried over with a piece of paper.

"Old man, we have finished packing. There are thirteen of them in total. I will give you the recycling price according to the market price. It should arrive in the account tomorrow morning..."

"You don't need to pay that much." Chen Bofu waved his hand, and he was more eloquent than Chen Jing imagined, "It took a lot of effort for you to clean it, so just give it [-]% off the market price."

"What is it?" Chen Jing asked curiously, and looked at the trolley dragged behind those strong men. There were several extra-large white plastic bags stuffed on it, and he didn't know what it contained.

"Property." Chen Bofu bared his teeth and said, "Come to trouble me again this afternoon, saying that I smashed their jobs, and then they quarreled, and then they fought again..."

"Are you eating people again?" Chen Jing asked tentatively.

"No, no!" Chen Bofu shook his head like a rattle, swearing to God that he would listen to his grandson for a change of taste, "I just killed them all by accident, and the corpses can be packaged and sold to the cleaners to make a fortune."

Hearing this, the lead cleaner suddenly sighed.

"Old man, can you take it easy next time, it's all so broken and sticky to the floor that it can't be fastened, and it took a long time to clean it with a shovel..."

Oh.

That's it.

Chen Jing calmly took another step to the side, and secretly distanced himself from Chen Bofu.

No wonder there was a hint of blood in those plastic bags, they were filled with human body parts...

"It's good to die, it's clean to die!"

When Chen Bofu took Chen Jing to the elevator, he was still scolding the property staff who did nothing but collect money, and there was a trace of cruelty under his kind face that made Chen Jing's hair stand on end.

"Jingjing, you used to persuade me not to argue with them. Do you think they have pushed their noses in the face?"

"Well, yes!" Chen Jing wisely chose to side with Chen Bofu, he didn't want to be put in a plastic bag, "Grandpa is right!"

"Hey, you kid is enlightened!"

Chen Bofu glanced at Chen Jing in surprise, and patted his head in relief and emotion.

"Grandpa, I hate being cheated by others the most. Those dog properties are fucking liars. They said they would give me a job to support me, but they asked me to patrol 24 hours a day. They really have them..."

"Ah... Just because of this, we quarreled and started fighting?"

"if not?"

With a ding, the elevator reached the sixteenth floor.

Chen Bofu stepped out of the elevator door first, while Chen Jing followed him cautiously, listening to him seeming to be angry and still scolding.

"Those who lie to me should die!"

"..."

Chen Jing listened to the old man's words of "death to the liar" in horror, and silently wrote down the house number 1605 of his house.

After entering the house.

Chen Jing found that this was the most common house type in the real world with three bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms.

The overall decoration style looks quite old-fashioned, a bit like the Chinese style around 2000, and the overall feeling is a bit depressing, but... at least it is normal.

At least it's much better than the "living dormitory building" at Aunt Hong's house.

After returning home.

Chen Bofu went to the bathroom to wash his face first, and when he came out, Chen Jing had already taken out the cake from the refrigerator, and was sitting at the table waiting like a caring grandson.

"So well prepared?" Chen Bofu walked over with a smile on his face, sat opposite Chen Jing, and asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you put a candle?"

"Wait for you to intervene." Chen Jing replied calmly, perfectly concealing his guilt, "This is called a sense of ritual!"

Chen Bofu snorted, and casually unwrapped the birthday candle that came with the cake. After thinking about it, he finally inserted a candle in the middle of the cake.

Then snapped his fingers, and the candle instantly lit up.

The living room after the lights were turned off was extraordinarily gloomy. At this moment, only the beating firelight was reflected on the faces of the old and the young.

Chen Jing didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't even dare to sing the birthday song, because he didn't know how his previous "self" celebrated the old man's birthday, let alone whether the birthday song in this other world was in the same tune as him ...

"Another year..."

Chen Bofu sighed sadly, his face was flickered by the faint light of the fire, and his expression didn't seem very happy.

"Grandpa doesn't know how many more years he can be with you..."

Hearing this, Chen Jing quickly began to sort out his thoughts in his mind, intending to comfort this old man who was feeling "sad for a moment of my life and envied the infinity of the Yangtze River".

But what he didn't expect was that Chen Bofu's next sentence silenced him.

"You only have a few decades to live. When you leave, what will Grandpa do..."

"Then I'll try to live a few more years." Chen Jing replied in a muffled voice, feeling that the old man was flustered when he spoke.

"Efforts pay off!"

Chen Bofu felt sad for a moment, holding the paper crown with "Happy Birthday" written on it in pain, and burst into tears.

This performance made Chen Jing a little at a loss, because he had never seen his grandfather cry, and he couldn't even imagine it.

"A white-haired person sends a black-haired person...I never thought I would have such a day..."

While crying, Chen Bofu picked up a plastic knife and started cutting the cake. He was not even in the mood to sing the birthday song. He cut a small piece for himself first, and then pushed the rest in front of Chen Jing.

"I don't know how your parents gave birth to you! Your physique is so poor! You can't even compare to ordinary fucking people!"

Chen Bofu cursed while eating the cake, and sniffed his nose with red eyes from time to time.

"If your kid dies, there will be no one to take care of me in the future. How pitiful I am alone..."

Hearing what Chen Bofu said, Chen Jing roughly summed up some details of his identity.

in this world.

Myself... No, it should be my previous self, it seems that I am also a weak chicken.

It's not as buggy as Aunt Hong's son.

Even ordinary aborigines can't compare.

"That's right." Chen Bofu seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and looked up at Chen Jing with a complicated expression, "Don't go to see a doctor in the future, you are not sick at all, and no one will say that you are mentally abnormal..."

After finishing speaking, Chen Bofu took a bite of the cake viciously.

"Tell me, I'll kill him!"

"Actually, I'm not sick..." Chen Jing recalled the content recorded in the diary, and said calmly, "I found that I have been a little forgetful recently... I can't remember many things..."

"Oh?"

Chen Bofu looked at Chen Jing seriously, and pointed at himself tentatively.

"Then do you remember who I am?"

"You are my grandfather!" Chen Jing replied inexplicably.

"Then it's fine, if you are forgetful, forget it, as long as you can remember my grandfather!"

Chen Bofu smiled very freely, he didn't take Chen Jing's words seriously at all, and then took the cake that was placed in front of Chen Jing back to his face.

"Almost forgot, you don't like this flavor."

"..."

After washing.

Chen Jing yawned pretendingly and was about to go back to his room to sleep, but at this moment he suddenly remembered the gift Aunt Hong asked him to bring to the old man.

That unique large intestine sashimi.

When Chen Jing took out the bag of fresh offal from his backpack like offering a treasure, Chen Bofu was stunned.

"I'm X." Chen Bofu couldn't help but exclaimed, and then felt that he shouldn't often swear in front of the children, so he quickly changed his words and said, "Dear grandson, didn't you tell you not to bring this kind of thing back, grandpa doesn't like it !"

"It's a little bit of kindness from others, you can figure it out." Chen Jing stuffed the plastic bag into Chen Bofu's hand, meaning to let him handle it by himself.

Chen Bofu thought for a while.

Then go to the window and pull it open.

He threw the plastic bag straight down from the sixteenth floor in a very chic way.

Bang.

There was a lot of cursing downstairs.

"Who the hell threw it!"

"Does high-altitude parabolic have quality! You..."

Hearing a few people downstairs swearing, Chen Bofu did not swear back to Chen Jing's surprise, but grabbed the three-seater solid wood sofa in the living room with one hand and planned to throw it out of the window.

"Forget it, forget it, we don't take it for granted." Chen Jing hurriedly stopped him, persuading him earnestly.

Chen Bofu didn't listen, he was still very stubborn and wanted to throw the sofa out, smashing those slobbers downstairs to death.

"It's quite expensive..." Chen Jing suddenly changed his words.

Chen Bofu glanced at the sofa hesitantly, and decided to listen to his grandson's opinion.

"It's still my grandson who manages the family well..."

Chen Jinggang heard him sigh with emotion, and then found that the old man in front of him had disappeared.

Yes.

The old man jumped directly from the sixteenth floor.

Chen Jing, who came back to his senses, hurriedly ran to the balcony to look down while leaning on the railing, but it was a pity that there seemed to be fog at night, and it was so gray that he couldn't see anything clearly below.

I could only hear the old man swearing a few swear words occasionally, mixed with a few strange screams.

2 minute later.

The door behind Chen Jing rang.

Chen Bofu came in covered in blood, with a gloomy expression on his face that made one dare not look directly at him. He was still holding an old-fashioned mobile phone with a black and white screen in his hand, and was on the phone with the cleaner he had just met before.

After venting his anger, Chen Bofu still spoke concisely.

"It's me again, the old place, here to collect the corpse."

"..."

Although Chen Jing once speculated through the contents of those diaries, his grandfather in this world should be a very vigorous person.

But he really didn't expect him to be so fierce.

And so cruel.

This is a disagreement depends on the head landing!

"Grandpa, I'm going to bed..."

"My dear grandson, go, grandpa will cook something delicious for you tomorrow morning!"

……

I must not expose!
Chen Jing lay on the bed in his bedroom and kept telling himself, even if he covered his head with a quilt, he still felt shivering from the cold.

Of course, it may also be fear.

As the saying goes, companionship with a king is like companionship with a tiger.

Although the old man is not an emperor, but with him by his side, once his true identity is accidentally exposed...

Chen Jing felt that the cleaner's garbage bag was his only home.

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[Would you like to receive rewards now? ]
[whether]
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The light curtain still floated in front of Chen Jing's eyes. He hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to take advantage of the opportunity to be alone and quickly get the reward for the additional questions.

This is an exam.

So everyone should have a chance to pass.

The identities in the other world that the chief examiner arranged for us should not be the kind of death, so as long as we are more cautious, and with the help of some extra rewards... saving our lives should not be a problem, right?

Chen Jing thought so.

When he tapped [Yes] on the light curtain with his finger, the message on the light changed instantly.

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[In view of the outstanding performance of candidate No. 0, the chief examiner <M> hereby rewards an ancient relic [Huang Wang's Holy Grail* (incomplete)] as a reward, please click the lower right corner to view the details of the prize...]
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[Ancient Relic: The Holy Grail of the Yellow King* (Incomplete)]
[Details: This is an ancient relic from the ruins of the Kakosha Church. According to legend, you only need to inject the blood of the user into the Holy Grail to...]
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Just as Chen Jing was concentrating on studying the "Detailed Rewards", a sullen voice suddenly came from beside him.

"My dear grandson, what are you looking at?"

Hearing this inexplicably familiar voice, Chen Jing's expression instantly became terrified. When he looked back, he realized...

Chen Bofu didn't know when he got into his bed.

Lying beside him without a sound.

It was dark under the quilt.

But the old man's non-human eyes were shining.

There was a kind of coldness in Chen Jing's deep eyes.

Sharp as a scraper.

It seems that all the camouflage on Chen Jing's body can be scraped off in an instant...

"My dear grandson, what are you holding in your arms?"

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(End of this chapter)