Chapter 185 An Elegant and Easy-Going Civilized Person

What's wrong with being a genin? Why do you insist on being promoted to Chunin?

This was the only thought in Maori Juzo's mind when he was kicked out of the pod by the instructor.

After dancing in a panic, Maori Juzo finally remembered the method repeatedly emphasized by the examiner at the critical moment and opened the thing called the D-10P parachute bag.

Bang~bang~bang~

With the continuous muffled sound, like a goddess scattering flowers, the umbrella cover unfolded in the sky, and it was colorful and beautiful.

Because the landing height is low, after the canopy is opened, it slows down slightly, and the forest of death is in front of us in the blink of an eye.

Stab——

Because too much time was wasted in the previous panic, although Maori Juzo used the reaction force of water escape to slightly adjust the direction of his fall, he was still hung on the treetops, like a koi carp flapping in the wind.

It was impossible not to call for help, and it was impossible to call for help during the entire exam.

Maori Juzo gritted his teeth and tore off the rope, turned over like a salted fish, and jumped down from the treetop.

At this time, he looked a little embarrassed, but fortunately he was not injured, but the only single fan on his body was scratched by branches and turned into a beggar's costume.

Looking around, it seemed that a few people had chosen nearby as a landing point, and Maori Juzo quickly and cautiously lurked.

In this trial called PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, a total of one hundred clearance scrolls are scattered throughout the Death Forest.

According to the introduction of the previous examiner, these scrolls are either hidden in hidden caves or guarded by various powerful beasts. In short, they are all available to only those who are destined to get them.

Accordingly, candidates must obtain clearance scrolls through various means and keep the scrolls for five days before they can qualify for advancement.

Originally speaking, with more than one hundred and sixty candidates and one hundred scrolls, the competition was not that fierce.

Even if some of the scrolls are too secretive and no one can find them, there is at least a pass rate of close to 50%.

However, the fat man who asked the question was really full of bad ideas. Only 70 of the 100 scrolls were true, and the remaining 30 were false.

Only the final reviewer can tell whether the scroll is true or false.

In other words, in the most extreme situation, the epic non-chief may go through hardships and plunder twenty or thirty scrolls, but will eventually be eliminated.

Therefore, in order to ensure that they can advance to the greatest extent, every candidate must do their best to get more scrolls.

In this way, robbery and calculation are naturally inevitable. This eerie ancient forest has become a arena for ninjas, and every step is thrilling.

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As long as he doesn't encounter some random licking devils, Maori Juzo is still a pragmatic person under most circumstances.

He already felt lucky to be able to pass the first test by chance. He was full of awe for this strange PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

In fact, the primary goal that Mori Juzo sets for himself is to survive.

Yes, although according to the rules, as long as the candidate feels that his safety is threatened and is willing to give up his qualifications for the examination, he can pull off a special signal flare at any time, and the corresponding examiner will immediately take him away.

But all fools know that in a battle between ninjas, the outcome is only a thin line.

As a thin-skinned and high-attack ninja, it is almost impossible to fight for hundreds of rounds.

If we had not judged the disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves at the first time and immediately pulled off the flare, then the outcome of failure would have been an unbearable weight, either serious injury or death.

Therefore, Maori Juzo, who was walking under the shadow, very wisely bit the signal bomb in his mouth, pulled the lead with one hand, pushed aside the bushes with the other, and began to look for the clearance scroll.

I don't know whether it was good luck or bad luck. Until the time when the sun reached the western border, Maori Juzo neither found the clearance scroll nor met any other candidates, so naturally he was safe and sound.

Among these small things, he searched several bushes, a shabby house with unknown purpose, and an abandoned public toilet.

The final harvest was just a bottle of liquid called energy drink, a pack of strange food called crispy horns, a broken kunai, a beautifully crafted bandeau, and a first aid kit full of bandages and medicine.

When the night owl began to cry, the moonlight was blocked by the layers of trees, and the cold atmosphere in the entire death forest became even stronger.

Maori Shi hid his thin beggar's clothes tightly, found a rocky place covered by the wind, and prepared to rest.

After an afternoon of lurking and searching, Maori Juzo was not only extremely mentally stressed, but his physical energy was also on the verge of exhaustion.

He found some fallen leaves, spread them randomly on the ground, and then leaned against the rocks.

When performing tasks, Maori Juzo would always light a small bonfire, which was both warm and bright. It would be great if he had a handful of military food pills.

But the Bing Liang Pills he carried with him had already been confiscated by the arrogant and unreasonable examiner, and it was even more impossible to warm himself up by the fire.

Although there was no battle all afternoon, Maori Juzo saw several traces of various battles.

There are ninjas and ninjas, and ninjas and beasts.

Maori Juzo even saw the remains of a huge brown bear, whose skull was smashed by a punch from some violent guy.

His stomach growled, Mouri Juzo shook his head, and reluctantly opened the package of food called Miao Crispy Corn.

To be honest, something this light and fluffy is better than nothing.

After taking a sip of the energy drink, Maori Juzo felt that his fatigue seemed to have disappeared a lot. Then, he picked up a handful of crispy horns and stuffed them into his mouth.

Bang, bang, bang.

Maori Juuzang's eyes lit up. This thing called crispy horn tasted really good.

At least compared to Bing Liang Wan, this is simply a rare delicacy!

A few minutes later, Mori Juzo was licking his fingers and still wasn't satisfied.

Looking at the empty food bags, I felt even hungrier.

damn it!

Mouri Juzo shook his head, stood up quietly, and turned back along the path in his memory.

Fortunately, the big brown bear whose Tianling Cap was smashed was still where it was, and there didn't seem to be any ambush nearby.

Mori Juzo cautiously approached the brown bear, then cut a piece of bear meat with a broken kunai and began to devour it.

In fact, eating raw meat is a common thing for ninjas. For example, the great ninja Shimura Danzo, although he later quit, he loved eating frozen frogs in his early years.

It's just that Mori Juzo, who is a direct descendant of the Mori family, was a young master before he was completely abandoned by the family. Even if he later had to take on various escort missions below C level, Hyōryōmaru was still Mori Juzo's trademark. match.

So, this was his first time eating raw meat.

The strong smell of blood rushed into his nose, and Maori Juzo almost fainted.

After resisting the nausea and eating a few mouthfuls, the crisis of hunger was finally relieved.

However, before he could go far, he felt a cramping pain in his abdomen, and then he started to feel overwhelmed.

"I remember there is a toilet here... By the way, this is it!"

Holding his belly and sweating profusely, Mouri Juzo finally found the public toilet where he had discovered the crispy corner before, and plunged in.

Fortunately, it was just a slight diarrhea, and after being released, I felt relaxed all over.

With tears in his eyes, Maori Juuzang cut the beautifully crafted bra cloth with a kunai, wiped his butt with it, and then pressed the flush button.

Crash--

The fast water washed away all the filth, and also washed away the things that Mori Juzo wanted to treasure.

However, just when Maori Juzo was about to get up and leave, there was a "pop" and an object suddenly fell from the sky and landed right in his arms.

There is an ambush! ! ?

Mouri Juzo didn't even have time to put on his pants, so he subconsciously took out his kunai and prepared to fight, but found a note in his arms.

"Dear player, because you still insist on not urinating in the open despite the exciting chicken game, and keep in mind the ancient saying of 'come in a hurry, go in a rush', you are indeed an elegant and easy-going civilized person, hereby reward you with a scroll of clearance Please check it!"

Mouri Juzo, who stuck his butt out, looked at the scroll and note in his arms, looking confused and lost in thought...

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