Gourd of Douluo

Chapter 566 Shrek’s Changes ()

So sleepy, so tired.

Physical and mental fatigue made Marco drowsy.

Marco pinched himself, braced himself, and tried his best to hold himself up, "Senior, I need to trouble you to give me a ride again."

It takes a lot of time to find an examination room. What he lacks most now is time. Fortunately, he has a local contact here.

Michal gave a thumbs up: "Of course, I'm still waiting for your application to join the club, junior brother."

The examination room was not on the main campus, but in the back hill. It was too slow to sit in a wheelchair, so Michal simply carried Mark behind his back.

As the spirit ring rose, three-meter-long wings suddenly stretched out from behind. This was the first time Mark saw Michal's martial spirit, the hunting goshawk.

"Junior, hurry up." After confirming that Mark couldn't fall, Michal's three soul rings lit up at the same time.

Mark's expression changed, "Wait"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, they were driven back into his mouth by the fierce wind.

"What are you saying, junior? It's too slow?"

A large black shadow passed over Shrek. Flanders looked at it curiously and stopped paying attention when he realized it was Michal.

The tall teaching buildings and dormitories were left behind, replaced by a sea of ​​trees more than ten meters high.

Marco felt like he could not open his eyes due to the wind, and his stomach was churning.

As soon as he landed, Marco didn't even notice his surroundings clearly, so he found the nearest big tree and couldn't stop retching.

Michal shook his head and seemed a little disappointed with Marco's performance: "Junior, you can't do this. As the soul master closest to the sky, how can you faint?"

"You put it lightly. When one day you are like me, I will pull you around in the sky a few times." Marco said weakly.

Michal quickly changed the topic: "Brother, you didn't have lunch at noon. There is still some time before the exam. I still have some beef jerky here. You can deal with it first."

Looking at the dark beef jerky, Marco lowered his head and retched again.

"How can you give this to a patient?" Michal was scolded and was speechless.

Marco raised his head at this voice and saw two familiar figures standing in front of him.

"Esta, Alan." Marco gave an ugly smile: "You are also here to make up the exam?"

Alan whispered: "No, we have successfully passed the test and are now freshmen."

"Actually, we have to rely on your light to pass the second level. This is for you, drink it quickly." Esta took something out of the soul guide and placed it in Marco's hand.

It was a transparent glass bottle about the size of an index finger. The bottle contained black liquid, with some small bubbles popping out from time to time. It was a bit like the happy water from a previous life.

Before Marco could ask, Michal on the side had already shouted in surprise.

"Stamina potion?! You used the 5 credits from the freshman welfare to buy this thing? Junior sister, you are confused."

Michal beat his chest for a while, as if he was the one who lost money.

Marco unscrewed the lid, and a pungent smell rushed straight into the Tianling lid, "This, is the stamina potion very precious?"

"It's not a question of whether it's rare or not, it's that kind of thing." Michal gestured for a long time, and finally gave up, "Forget it, you'll know how hard it is to earn credits when you enroll. I can see that, you are stupid. People are lucky to be stupid."

"I will pay you back this credit in the future." Marco thanked Esta and then sighed.

The cold medicine liquid flowed down the esophagus to the stomach, and then a heat flow suddenly rose up in the stomach and went to the limbs. The whole person suddenly became hot, and a lot of steam rose from his body.

After a while, Marco drank two large bottles of water to lower his body temperature. He clenched his fists. Not only did his body not feel weak or hungry, he only had % of his soul power before taking the medicine, and now it has returned to %. .

No wonder all the big guys like to take drugs. Who doesn’t like this?

Esta waved her hand: "There is no need to be so polite between us. You have helped us, haven't you? Moreover, this thing is not as precious as the senior said. I drink it often at home."

Michal was in awe: "It turns out that I am the eldest lady whose family owns a mine. I am disrespectful. Do you still lack a bitch? Look at me. I think I am quite suitable for this job."

"Haha, senior, you are so funny." Esta covered her mouth and laughed.

ding ding ding-

"The knowledge test is about to begin, candidates please enter the examination room." A cold voice echoed in the air.

"Come on, junior fellow student." "Come on!" Everyone cheered for Marco.

Marco nodded and walked towards the tower looming in the dense forest. Through the dense forest, a huge dark tower standing on the ground suddenly appeared in front of us.

Compared with the number of people gathered in the previous test, there were significantly fewer people gathered under the tower. Marco counted only eleven people.

It seems that not many people can get resurrection votes.

Standing in front of the tower like a security guard, the middle-aged man held a wine gourd and poured it into his mouth until he drank a new gourd. When he picked up a new gourd of wine, he saw a group of people surrounding him. Looking at him, he remembered his responsibilities, pointed to the heads with drunken eyes, and said: "1, 2, 311, everyone is here. Put the table on the table, the examination room is on the first floor, go down the stairs yourself."

Marco's eyelids twitched. This kind of drunk uncle wouldn't be pointing the wrong way.

Just as everyone was lining up to enter the Black Tower, the door of the Black Tower was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and a senior in school uniform walked out. However, after he walked out of the Yuling Tower, he saw a group of people watching around him. He was obviously stunned for a moment, then thought of something, his face suddenly changed, showing an expression of gloating.

"Wish ya'll good luck."

"If you say one more thing, don't get the credits this month." The middle-aged man sneered.

"Teacher Zhao, you have a lot of them, I'm going to get out." After saying that, he really lay on the ground and rolled out of their sight.

The middle-aged man calmly took a sip of wine and said, "Don't worry about him. He is a pangolin spirit. If he doesn't roll ten or eight times a day, he will feel uncomfortable."

Who believes it! !

It's a pity that no one dares to complain in front of this uncle who looks a bit fierce.

"Okay, let's go in."

Everyone walked towards the open black door of the Black Tower.

The first floor is a very empty space with nothing. On the wall, there are thoughtful arrows indicating the direction of the examination room.

The group followed the direction of the arrow and found the stairs leading downward.

Walking down the stairs, Marco felt a little nervous, wondering if it would be difficult to wait for the exam.

Unconsciously, the people around him disappeared one after another, and finally he was the only one left.

And just as he was having thoughts in his mind, the surrounding space suddenly changed, and his figure disappeared from the black tower abruptly and without any sense of disobedience.

"What's going on?!" Marco came out of his trance and was surprised to find that he appeared in a huge space.

This space is so wide that you can't see the head at a glance, and the ground is extremely flat.

"Hey, we meet again." Wang Xiaofeng greeted him in a brisk tone.

"Where is this place!" Marco looked at this elusive young man warily. This Shrek teacher was too strange.

Wang Xiaofeng pressed down with both hands, "Relax, relax, this is the examination room, but before the examination, I need to review your body for a few minutes."

The other person said it very lightly, but Marco felt a huge pressure from the words.

The air seemed to change from fluid to solid at this moment, extremely heavy.

In Marco's mind, the sky seemed to be falling. He wanted to escape, but at this moment, he couldn't feel the existence of his body.

Outside the mental space, Marco's eyes had completely turned red, and the veins on his head were popping out, and his head seemed to explode due to congestion.

"Little one, you are not being good like this."

The loud sound almost shook Marco out of his consciousness. In a daze, he seemed to see a young man grabbing a red ball that flashed a dangerous red light.

"I thought it was some good thing, but it turned out to be just an energy absorption converter. I was happy for nothing."

"Hey, this candidate, wake up."

Marco woke up suddenly, breathing in fresh air as if he had a nightmare.

Marco looked around and found that he was in an examination room. A serious-looking middle-aged man was standing next to him with a frown on his face. Everyone around him was looking at him with gloating eyes.

"Although your spirit of playing despite injuries is admirable, this is not the reason for you to openly sleep in the examination room and make noises that affect other candidates' examinations. A verbal warning will invalidate your results next time!"

Marco nodded blankly, and the middle-aged man turned around and sat back on the podium, scanning everyone with sharp eyes. The examination room became quiet again, with only the sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper.

What just happened was a dream?

Looking at the half-written test paper in front of him, Marco scratched his head irritably and ignored it, finishing it first before talking.

(End of this chapter)