Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game Chapter 2631 Chief Examiner

Chapter 2631  Chief Examiner

In the training room, five game cabins were placed against the walls.

Mo Jianghe, talking as he walked, made his way to one of the game cabins.

"Come on, I'll go into the game first. You hurry up and join the a.s.sessment. For the official a.s.sociation exam, we need one chief examiner and two additional examiners. I'll arrange the personnel while you enter the game. Make sure to come over as soon as you're in."

Fang Heng watched as Mo Jianghe hurriedly stepped into the game cabin. With a helpless shrug, he followed and climbed into another cabin.

The sealing art exam?

He wasn't exactly confident.

But since Mo Jianghe, the chief examiner, said it was fine, it should be okay, right?

[Hint: The player enters the game...]

[Hint: The player is preparing to enter the game s.p.a.ce.]

[Hint: The player has received a remote package from player Mo Jianghe. Do you accept it?]

"Accept."

[Hint: The player has obtained an item—Sealing Art Academic Research a.s.sociation entrance ticket*10. The item has been placed in the backpack.]

Fang Heng was back in the death realm.

He opened his backpack and found that the entry tickets couldn't be used within the death realm.

Helpless, he had to expend a large amount of energy again, using Abe Akaya to return to the Zombie Apocalypse world first, and then use the entry ticket.

Fang Heng felt a bit relieved.

It was fortunate that he hadn't received any pursuit notices from the Holy Realm yet. Otherwise, he would probably have to be more cautious while studying sealing art.

While thinking, Fang Heng took out the entry ticket again, channeling his mental strength into it.

[Hint: The player has used the item-Sealing Art Academic Research a.s.sociation entrance ticket and is entering the special trial domain...]

Whoos.h.!.+

A white light appeared beneath Fang Heng's feet, quickly enveloping him.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a special spatial area.

Game prompts gradually appeared in his field of vision.

[Hint: The player has entered a special area.]

[Hint: All spatial science abilities are prohibited in this domain. The player can use the entry ticket to leave the domain at any time (the entry ticket will be consumed upon use).]

"This place is..."

Fang Heng looked around.

"Hey, Fang Heng, can you hear me?"

Fang Heng turned his head towards the source of the voice.

A large magic array stood before him.

"Fang Heng, you're currently in a special s.p.a.ce opened by the founder of our Sealing Art a.s.sociation through sealing technique. How's it feel? Pretty impressive, right? Let me tell you, sealing art is invincible! What spatial science can do, sealing art can do too."

Fang Heng curled his lips, feeling a bit speechless.

Now wasn't really the time for boasting, was it?

"Alright, let's get to the point. You're now in the a.s.sessment state, and we can see every action you make within this s.p.a.ce clearly. Listen carefully, the task is simple. Soon, various catacomb domains with different terrains will appear in the s.p.a.ce. We need you to keep moving forward, pa.s.sing through each cavern, and use sealing techniques to seal all the creatures in each cavern environment."

"The entrance tickets have usage limitations; you can only use them a limited number of times per month, so opportunities are not plentiful. But don't worry about that, just keep moving forward, sealing every creature you encounter along the way. The more, the better. For each level you pa.s.s, the rewards will increase accordingly. Got it?"

"Mm, got it."

Fang Heng nodded slightly and looked ahead.

Indeed.

He was now in a cavern domain, with a straight pa.s.sage ahead of him.

"Also, here, the sealing items are restricted. You can only rely on your own creations for sealing runes. Each a.s.sessment cavern has a corresponding production bench. The area around the production bench is protected by a restriction, making it absolutely safe. If you run into trouble, you can hide there and think of a countermeasure..."

"Oh, and by the way, the use of holy weapons is restricted here. Some pa.s.sive abilities of holy weapons can still be used, but if you're caught violating the rules by using a holy weapon, it will be considered a rule violation and you'll fail the a.s.sessment."

In the a.s.sessment hall,

Mo Jianghe went over the key points of the a.s.sessment and scratched his head.

The actual list of key points had more than a dozen pages, but he didn't remember everything clearly, so he just picked a few important things to mention.

The two deputy examiners beside him couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Who needed hints about hiding in safe zones?

And what was going on with Mo Jianghe today?

It was always difficult to get Mo Jianghe to host an a.s.sessment, but today, it felt like a strange occurrence. He had even volunteered to partic.i.p.ate in hosting the a.s.sessment and was rus.h.i.+ng them along, looking in a hurry.

"Alright, now, I announce that the a.s.sessment officially begins."

Mo Jianghe waved his hand, too lazy to think too much, and declared the start of the a.s.sessment.

Anyway, with Fang Heng's strength, it would be a breeze.

At worst, he could just open a backdoor for him.

With his status in the sealing art community, what's the harm in giving a friend a little favor?

And was Fang Heng really an ordinary human?

This was his personal disciple!

The future hope of the sealing art academic world!

Mo Jianghe had everything planned out.

Even if Fang Heng were to fail the a.s.sessment or break some rules later, he could easily turn a blind eye and let it go.

While he was thinking this, the door to the a.s.sessment hall was pushed open.

"President."

The two deputy examiners turned around and immediately stood up, bowing respectfully to the person entering.

"Mm, you've all worked hard. Continue with your tasks, don't mind me."

Damon, the president of the Sealing Art a.s.sociation, had always been diligent, contributing to the development of the sealing art field without asking for anything in return. He held a high reputation within the a.s.sociation.

As for Mo Jianghe, Damon had always found it difficult to deal with him.

The guy was rarely seen, and when given tasks, he wasn't particularly efficient. However, he had a good reputation among humans, had never done anything outrageous, and was competent enough. His contributions to the promotion of sealing art were valuable, so Damon had arranged for him a relatively easy position within the a.s.sociation.

But today, he had heard that Mo Jianghe had suddenly used his privileges to host an a.s.sessment.

This was somewhat against the rules.

To partic.i.p.ate in an a.s.sessment, one usually had to have contributed to the a.s.sociation for at least six months.

But when it came to Mo Jianghe, this was completely normal.

The guy had never been one to follow the rules.

At first, Damon hadn't paid much attention to it, but when he heard that the partic.i.p.ant was Mo Jianghe's disciple, he instantly became interested. Since he happened to have some free time, his curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to come take a look.

The other senior members of the sealing art faction, who usually just conducted research and crafted sealing tools, were often quite idle. When they heard that Mo Jianghe's disciple was partic.i.p.ating in the a.s.sessment, they also became intrigued and gathered around to watch.

Mo Jianghe glanced at the group of people flocking over and couldn't help but shoot a sideways glance at the two deputy examiners beside him, thinking to himself, "What's up with these two? How come they're so loose-lipped?"

"President, what brings you here today?"

Damon smiled and replied, "I heard that your personal disciple is taking the a.s.sessment, so I thought I'd come over and have a look."