3: Number 9527

The two looked down at the human-shaped long line, their eyes filled with a faint expectation.

This time, will there be any newcomers with a potential value exceeding 100?

The test began.

It was divided into two teams: Xia Qingli tested the females, and Mike tested the males.

The first person Mike tested was a dark-skinned man, about 1.8 meters tall and strongly built. He walked up to Mike and extended his right hand.

From the testing platform, a long mechanical arm extended, with a transparent syringe at its tip. On the syringe, a thin silver metal needle, like a strand of hair, was visible.

The metal needle pricked the man's middle finger, drawing a drop of blood. The blood entered the syringe, and tiny red lights flickered, then disappeared.

Soon, the man's comprehensive physical data appeared on the LCD screen in front of Mike.

"Below average, Pollution Zone, number 3587."

The dark-skinned man couldn't believe it; he was strong, intelligent, so how could he be below average?

"I, I don't believe it, you, you made a mistake," the dark-skinned man shouted.

Mike was accustomed to this, scoffing internally. These poor wretches living in the Seed Zone had no idea of the world's cruelty.

"Next," Mike said.

The dark-skinned man knelt on the ground, weeping profusely, begging for another chance.

However, Mike didn't even lift an eyelid and coldly said, "Disrupting the Coming-of-Age Ceremony, death."

A gunshot rang out, and the man fell to the ground, but no blood flowed from the wound. Mike held a handgun, blew on the muzzle, and didn't forget to strike a pose.

Those nearby fell silent, a chill rising in their hearts.

He just... killed him?

The testing continued, and it was rare to hear of anyone above average entering the High Molecular Compound Zone. Seeing the corpse on the ground, those behind didn't dare to have any thoughts, even if they were below average.

A suppressive atmosphere filled the center of the plaza; the light in many people's eyes faded, becoming hollow and lifeless.

They stood to the side, like walking dead, searching for their family members by the six-lane road.

At this moment, perhaps the faces of their family could offer them a sliver of comfort.

Name: Bai Lu

Gender: Female Age: 16

Height: 171cm Weight: 45kg

Appearance: Naturally Beautiful Skin Resilience: 3

Bone Hardness: 28 Potential: 115

...

Xia Qingli looked at the data on the LCD screen in front of her, a flicker of surprise in her eyes.

Such a beautiful Little Girl, a Little Girl like this, as long as there were no major internal health issues, could enter the High Molecular Compound Zone without even being tested.

However, she would live at the lowest level of the High Molecular Compound Zone, becoming a service personnel.

But even living at the lowest level was better than living in the Seed Zone.

"Test passed, above average, enter the High Molecular Compound Zone," Xia Qingli's red lips slightly parted.

"Yay!" Bai Lu jumped up happily, and after landing, she made a fist with her right hand and performed a gesture of success on her chest.

The aunt from the children's welfare institution hadn't lied to her; she would definitely enter the High Molecular Compound Zone.

"Bai Lu."

"Hmm?"

"Will you come with me to Nüwa City?"

"What?" Bai Lu looked puzzled.

Nü... Nüwa City?

Wasn't it the High Molecular Compound Zone?

"Cough cough..." Mike coughed a few times, signaling that Xia Qingli was going too far.

This was cheating!

Everyone who passed the test would gather together and choose one of the four main cities.

Nüwa.

Pangu.

Adam.

Eve.

Mike craned his neck, wanting to see the results of the comprehensive quality of this girl named Bai Lu on Xia Qingli's LCD screen.

A slender jade hand blocked his view, and Xia Qingli, through her sunglasses, gave Mike a glare.

"Next, the test continues," Xia Qingli said, not telling Mike Bai Lu's test scores.

With a joyful heart, Bai Lu stood among the group who had passed the test, her heart pounding.

From now on, she would live in the High Molecular Compound Zone.

She would definitely become a vanguard exploration team member of some star.

Although there were many people, the testing was fast, almost one person per minute.

An hour and a half later, only about ten people remained in front of Xu Jingzhe.

The test results were alarming; only one in thirty people could enter the High Molecular Compound Zone.

Many people were missing from the crowd of onlookers, and parents were helpless.

As long as they weren't living in the Seed Zone, they would no longer be family from then on.

"Wow~ Qingli, look, this kid's potential value exceeds 100!" Mike couldn't help but exclaim, overjoyed.

Xia Qingli turned her head to examine the man standing in front of Mike: deep blue eyes, yellow hair, a high nose bridge—very handsome.

"What's your name?" Xia Qingli asked.

She looked at the young man in front of her, her thoughts flickering. Should she cheat and let him choose Nüwa City too?

"David Sol."

Xia Qingli glanced at Mike; their testing point had produced someone with a potential value over 100, and there was a reward for that.

A potential value over 100 meant unconditional entry into the High Molecular Compound Zone.

Suppose you lost an arm; no problem, they'd install a mechanical arm for you, better than your original hand.

Heart problems? They'd give you an artificial heart, even more powerful than a healthy heart from an ordinary person.

If you wanted to become Liu Yifei, they definitely wouldn't make you look like Zhao Liying.

As long as your potential value exceeded 100, nothing was an issue.

Conversely, if your potential value didn't exceed 100, a broken arm, heart disease, or being too ugly would all lower your comprehensive quality.

"Test passed, above average, enter the High Molecular Compound Zone," Mike said. "Test continues."

Wang Hu stepped forward. Mike glanced at the bandage covering his face and his bleeding right hand, a look of disdain on his face. He pressed a button on the LCD screen, and a silver steel pipe extended from the testing platform, spraying a cloud of white mist.

Two seconds later, Wang Hu's right hand was covered in a layer of white frost, and his wound was frozen. His facial bandage also made 'crack' 'crack' sounds, falling off in pieces. The bridge of his nose, which Xu Jingzhe had smashed, also straightened up. Unexpectedly, he actually looked quite decent.

He extended his strong, powerful left arm, his eyes full of confidence and expectation.

He seemed to have forgotten the pain in his right hand.

He would definitely be above average.

A few seconds later, the results came out.

"Above average, test passed, High Molecular Compound Zone."

Hearing the result, Wang Hu clenched his right hand into a fist and forcefully thumped his chest. Walking to the side, he gave Xu Jingzhe a triumphant look and made a throat-slitting gesture of provocation.

The last person in the male testing team was Xu Jingzhe.

Xu Jingzhe stepped forward, extended his right hand, and awaited the arrangement of the god of fate.

The hair-thin metal needle pricked his finger, but he felt nothing.

A few seconds later, comprehensive data about Xu Jingzhe appeared on the LCD screen in front of Mike.

He just barely passed, able to enter the High Molecular Compound Zone.

"Test passed, enter the High Molecular Compound Zone," Mike said, looking deeply at Xu Jingzhe.

The heavy stone in Xu Jingzhe's heart was lifted, and he let out a long breath.

Thankfully, thankfully, being ugly hadn't filtered him out.

"Hmm? Do you have a question?" Mike looked at Wang Hu, who had raised his hand. Here, he was as docile as a cat.

"Report, I heard that anyone, male or female, who can enter the High Molecular Compound Zone is outstanding in appearance, but this person named Xu Jingzhe is extremely ugly, hideously ugly."

"I heard that his mother died because he was so ugly; the incision on her belly couldn't be stitched in time, and blood gushed out for ten meters, staining the entire operating room."

Xu Jingzhe bit his lip tightly, unconsciously reaching his right hand towards his lower back.

"Take off the mask," Mike said.

Xu Jingzhe shook his head; the mask was his 'armor' for self-protection.

Without the armor, he would die.

"Take off the mask!" Mike emphasized, enunciating each word.

"The test has passed, proving I can enter the High Molecular Compound Zone!" Xu Jingzhe retorted.

Having been ignored twice, Mike felt that Xu Jingzhe was provoking him. A commoner from the Seed Zone provoking him meant provoking the entire High Molecular Compound Zone.

The dignity of the High Molecular Compound Zone would not be challenged.

Xia Qingli also looked at Xu Jingzhe, unperturbed. However, having offended Mike, this muscle-bound man, even if he entered the High Molecular Compound Zone, his initial fate wouldn't be too good.

It was normal for seniors to bully newcomers.

A euphemism for establishing rules.

Mike took a deep breath, suppressing his anger. Without a proper reason, he couldn't casually kill people from the Seed Zone, otherwise, if it went to the Blue Star monitoring court, no one would clear him.

"Machines can sometimes make mistakes, and human inspection is also necessary," Mike said. Anyway, he just didn't like Xu Jingzhe.

After he spoke, two alloy mechanical arms extended from the testing platform, one on the left and one on the right, trapping Xu Jingzhe in place.

Xu Jingzhe was enraged, his eyes reddened.

Insult, blatant insult!

This was the weak... having his secret, hidden for sixteen years, exposed, with no room for resistance.

The mask was removed, and Mike froze. Even with his strong mental fortitude, killing zombies as easily as eating, he couldn't help but vomit, violently vomiting...

He was too damn ugly; the testing machine must have malfunctioned! His potential value hadn't reached 100, so why did his comprehensive quality pass?

"Ugh... ugh..." The sounds of nausea were undisguised, echoing across the testing plaza.

Xia Qingli also turned her head, throwing up a mess.

The mechanical arms rotated, turning Xu Jingzhe to face the crowd.

"Ugh..."

"Ugh..."

"Ugh..."

...

The sounds of vomiting rose and fell, like a symphony.

Some even fainted from how ugly Xu Jingzhe was.

Mike vomited for a full half-hour. He forced himself to stand and changed Xu Jingzhe's appearance value on the LCD screen.

Xu Jingzhe was filtered out, entering the Pollution Zone.

Number: 9527