The Age of Heroic Spirits in the Eyes of the Reincarnated

Everyone in Class 3 heard this.

Some looked depressed, some were worried, some sighed, and a few people didn't care.

"Hey, now you see it, right?

Death is not far away from you!

The first three compulsory trials for newcomers are so cruel!

This is the price everyone needs to pay to gain power, and it is a risk that everyone must take.

However, such a price and risk are fought for you by countless warriors on the front line who are on guard against attacks by alien beasts, and are tested for you by countless predecessors with blood and tears. Because of them, you can attend classes in the classroom safely, and focus on the compulsory trials of the novice period.

More than ten years ago, the trial environment was several times worse than it is now.

At that time, humans had no time to build a stable front line, and there was no experience for everyone to refer to. Everyone was completely gambling on luck..."

There was a sonorous and sad voice in Lao Xi's voice.

With a strong infectiousness:

"Hey, children, study hard, learn more knowledge, you will regret not having enough knowledge when you need it!

Practice more in daily life, don't be lazy, and be more responsible for yourself. Every effort and every improvement you make now will be the confidence to deal with many unknown dangers in the future!

You must cherish every minute and every second in school...

We teachers will not harm you...

Next, you have to go through such trials twice before you can be considered successful!

If you don't want to die, don't want to disappear like those six classmates, then put in 120 points of effort to fight!"

After saying the earnest advice to learn, Lao Xi didn't forget to say a word of irony:

"As for those who want to die?

Just give up on yourself.

The teacher respects your choice and will not bother you again.

But before you die, don't blame us teachers, don't blame us for not reminding you."

These advices to learn that are almost calloused to the ears, the students in the class should have been tired of hearing them.

But today, no one felt tired.

They just felt it was a wake-up call.

"Okay, class...

Turn to page 46..."

"Swish."

The sound of turning pages seemed to have a rhythm.

There was a tacit beat.

It sounded neat and pleasant.

In the classroom, the serious sense of urgency was quietly raised.

The learning atmosphere and seriousness were far from what they were two or three days ago.

Most of the impetuousness of the freshmen in Class 3 and even the four major campuses seemed to have been washed away.

…

During the break.

Li Xia was discussing with three close friends how to group the practical class in the afternoon.

At this time, several exclamations came from the back row of the classroom.

"Xia Bing, what are you guys crazy about?"

Someone snorted in dissatisfaction.

However, several people in the back row asked everyone to quickly check the news that was pinned on the top of the mobile phone smart brain.

"What news makes you so nervous?"

Curiously, they opened their mobile phones and smart brains to check.

Seeing this, one after another exclaimed:

"How could it be so tragic?"

"Is it a mistake?"

"More than 200,000 freshmen like us died in one trial?"

The top news on the mobile phone smart brain said that due to the beast tide blocking the road and various reasons, more than 200,000 15-year-old freshmen in the seven major cities in Area 1 were unable to transfer to neighboring cities in time to participate in less dangerous and difficult tasks.

Then.

The first trial started ruthlessly and punctually.

The power of the secret realm pulled all the young people of the right age who had just matched the heroic spirit and gained talents in the area into the trial space, allowing those rookies to choose from the 100 trial copies that were available in the secret space of their own territory.

But those copies were all high-risk copies like Train to Busan and Uncle Zombie without exception.

There was not even a low-risk one!

There was not even a medium-risk one!

As a result, the seven major cities were directly blown up this time.

The trial was over.

There were very few people who came back alive.

There was only one survivor in a hundred.

There was a big city, and there were more than 30,000 freshmen participating in the first secret trial, but when the class started the next day, the entire high school teaching area was unusually deserted. There was no vitality two or three days ago.

After counting the classes, only about 200 people came out alive.

Many classrooms that originally had 60 or 70 people, only one or two survivors went to class today!

The atmosphere in the classroom was so depressing that it was suffocating!

And more classrooms were the kind of "haunted houses" where no students could be seen!

They were all dead!

The teachers on the podium who were looking forward to showing off their skills in their own classes a few days ago, now stood there blankly wiping tears.

In a video.

There was a female teacher holding a textbook with lifeless eyes, her mouth open as if she was talking to someone, but there were only 60 empty seats in front of her.

Through the sporadic comments below, everyone knows that after a few months of getting along, she has fallen in love with those energetic students in her class, and also loves her own daughter in the class more deeply.

But, I will never see them again.

Those vibrant lives will never come back.

This moment.

All freshmen have a deeper sense of awe for the powerful and mysterious secret realm.

They also realize that in the face of such a disaster, the talents of D-level, C-level, and B-level are actually nothing.

As a rookie, everyone is no different.

Of course, you have to reach A-level talent to attract the attention of real big shots; let those level 50 strong men be willing to take the risk of being severely injured or even falling to form a team to take you through the wilderness where strange beasts are entrenched, avoid waves of beast tides, and cross thousands of miles to send you to another main city area... That's another matter.

After all, only strong men above level 50 can lead the team, and there is a great possibility of taking a few rookies safely to other areas thousands of miles away against the beast tide and the powerful strange beasts lurking everywhere.

When facing the beast tide, the level 40 masters are outnumbered and are just giving away food.

Not good enough.

"Speaking of which, Dad was carrying out some escort mission from the night before last to last night. It seems to be a pick-up mission, right?"

Li Xia stared at the mobile phone smart brain and thought of his father.

And the target that Daddy was going to pick up was a group of freshmen from the next city.

The luck there this year was not very good. None of the 100 optional trial copies in the secret realm belonged to low-risk copies.

This was definitely not suitable for freshmen to take risks.

So the school there organized a student transfer operation.

Choudu also dispatched a large number of people to pick up the students halfway, and helped escort them back to Doucheng after the freshmen's trial was over.

Similar situations are happening in many places in several major districts.

It's just that Doucheng, which is adjacent to Choudu, had a relatively smooth operation, and the students were transferred to Choudu in batches without any danger, so that the students had the conditions to choose the low-risk trial copies in Choudu.

The seven major cities in District 1 that were hit by the disaster were unable to transfer more than 200,000 freshmen to the nearby big city for various reasons, which led to an irreparable tragedy.

From this perspective, Choudu was still quite lucky this year.

Three low-risk copies appeared.

And at least there was no similar disaster like eight years ago.

Eight years ago.

The four major campuses of Choudu also suffered heavy losses among the freshmen.

That year, the first and third rookie trials in the secret space had one hundred optional trial copies, all of which were medium-risk and high-risk copies.

The four major campuses were planning to send all students to the nearby Doucheng to participate in the simpler and easier secret trials.

But Choudu’s luck was not very good that year, as it happened to be located in the Sichuan-Shu area, an area with a high outbreak of large-scale beast tides.

At that time, Choudu was surrounded by rampaging beasts, including high-level beasts of level 5.

How could the school dare to transfer students on a large scale?

Only the minister of the military department, who was over level 50, led a team of four masters over level 40 to send the A-level seeds of that year to Doucheng.

But even with a strong man of over level 50 leading the team, and Doucheng also arranged an elite team to respond, the team of Choudu still lost two masters.

The minister and the other two masters also came back with injuries.

The worst thing is: the genius seed with A-level talent still had an accident before it grew up!

Died!

Such a huge sacrifice only brought such an embarrassing result, what do others think?

And that year, nearly 40,000 freshmen from Choudu and several large counties in the region were forced to enter the secret realm for the first trial, but less than 10,000 came out.

Then it was the third novice trial half a year later, and the terrible situation of all medium and high-risk copies appeared again.

When the trial was over, the freshmen who survived the first year of high school returned one after another, and the wave of dropouts that followed could not be stopped.

Only more than 2,000 people were willing to stay in the four major campuses to continue their studies overnight.

And all the teachers of that class were unprecedentedly "relaxed" physically and "heavy" in their hearts.