Chapter 40: Assessment Result
“He’s still inside...”
Even the Camouflage Man outside was stunned at this moment. Then, his expression turned serious as he looked at Han Su.
Han Su only cast a cold glance at him and said, “If you don’t like it, then go ahead and pull this iron gate open now.”
The Camouflage Man furrowed his brows tightly and looked at Han Su. After a moment, he suddenly spoke, “If you’re scared, just hide behind me. I’ve said before, when something happens, I’ll be the one charging in front.”
As he spoke, he actually reached out to pull the iron gate, intending to rescue the little fatty inside.
Meanwhile, Han Su simply stood to the side watching, showing no intention of stopping him.
In his own judgment, this assessment had reached this extent and thus should come to an end.
Sure enough, the little fatty inside was still in a daze when he saw Han Su reaching out to pull down the iron gate. But when he saw what the Camouflage Man was about to do, panic clearly appeared on his face, and he instinctively wanted to stop him.
But in the end, he held back. He raised both hands high and shouted loudly, “That’s enough, it should be over now!”
In his shout, one could vaguely hear a few indistinct syllables slip from his mouth after those words. Immediately, that taut tension in the air returned once more.
That bloodline he had drawn on the ground, which had been scattered by the Impostors earlier, suddenly reformed. It then slithered to the front of the iron gate, encircling all the Impostors within.
That bloodline even became clearer and clearer.
Han Su focused his gaze and saw blood still dripping continuously from the little fatty’s palm.
It was precisely this blood that reinforced the bloodline, which then rapidly contracted inward.
As the bloodline shrank, the Impostors inside were compressed, forced to retreat by an invisible force.
Not only were they pushed back step by step to the elevator, but even the suits and ties that had begun to manifest on them, as well as their facial features, quickly faded away as they retreated, until they turned back into Doughmen.
They were forced into the elevator, and as the elevator doors closed, the red light on the display flickered slightly one last time before disappearing completely.
The elevator lost power once more.
Only then did the little fatty finally stop. He took a few deep breaths and said to the Camouflage Man who was still holding up the iron gate:
“You really don’t learn your lesson, do you?”
“……”
This time, it was the Camouflage Man’s turn to be dumbfounded. “Huh?”
“So this is the real end now?”
Han Su, after pulling down the iron gate, felt a sense of having completed the task. He neither stopped the Camouflage Man nor fired his gun again.
He merely watched the little fatty’s actions, intrigued by the strange blood, feeling an inexplicable interest stir within.
And regarding the true purpose of this assessment, he actually began to faintly grasp a bit of understanding:
What aspect of potential was the Disaster Management Bureau really trying to observe in them?
At the start, because the Camouflage Man fired his gun without orders, his evaluation had dropped. Han Su could understand that.
He recalled his experience in the dark castle. Compared to intelligence, bravery, and capability, his selection criteria had also been “obedience”.
However, after using suppression on the Camouflage Man to help the other trainees deeply grasp the principles of confronting the grotesque, they suddenly arranged this wave of Impostors—what was the intention?
“When facing the grotesque, the important thing is severance, severance, severance!!”
The little fatty scolded the Camouflage Man sharply, “You released the grotesque just to save me. Did you think about what the consequences could be? Did you consider what would happen if the world got destroyed? Did you think about a salary deduction?”
His loud reprimand completely stunned the Camouflage Man, who, despite his large build, appeared at a total loss.
His rebuke also caused the few panicked team members to finally come to their senses, realizing the situation had been resolved, and began peeking out from the stairwell.
Han Su noticed the Camouflage Man’s embarrassment and stepped forward to say, “Captain, so what exactly was that thing that came out of the elevator?”
The little fatty was still furious at the Camouflage Man. Upon seeing Han Su approach, his expression grew even worse: “You can understand it as a shadow, or as a kind of negative force capable of distorting reality, or even as a buried god.”
“In any case, they will try every means to penetrate into our reality.”
“Our job is to discover them, trace the source, then carry out penetration disruption—and also eliminate those who witnessed it.”
“……”
As he spoke, he glared at Han Su.
This guy had the nerve to come asking questions?
He was deeply dissatisfied with the Camouflage Man’s behavior, but even if the man had made a mistake, it was while trying to save his life.
As for this brat—he had directly locked him in there...
Just thinking about how decisively this guy had pulled down the gate sent a chill down his spine...
Pervert...
Did the Disaster Management Bureau now recruit purely based on ability, without considering character?
“Things that have penetrated into reality?”
Han Su’s expression slightly tensed.
Within the Disaster Management Bureau, there also seemed to be a type of extraordinary ability achieved through Spiritual Penetration into reality.
And this grotesque entity also wished to penetrate into reality—was there a connection?
But it was clear that the little fatty did not want to explain.
Since they were still in the assessment phase and the evaluation had not yet been issued, asking too many questions might drag down his own rating, so Han Su refrained from inquiring further.
Of course, it was also mainly because he noticed the little fatty didn’t seem to be in a very good mood right now...
As usual, he followed the bespectacled little fatty downstairs and, together with the others, boarded the business vehicle that had been waiting below to return.
The journey was silent.
Upon returning to the base and preparing to enter the training hall, Han Su unexpectedly saw Zhang Zhiguo waiting there.
He seemed to be in a very good mood. Walking up, he patted Han Su’s shoulder and smiled, “I didn’t expect you to perform quite well during the assessment.”
“You’re quite suited for this line of work!”
“Once the groups are sorted, I’ll feel at ease.”
As he spoke, he glanced at the Camouflage Man and several other trainees nearby, then pulled something from his pocket and stuffed it into Han Su’s coat, saying, “Take this. Training is about to end. You still need to maintain good relationships with your colleagues.”
Han Su looked down and couldn’t help but smile: Old Zhang could be like this too?
After they turned in their firearms and remaining bullets, they returned to the training room and saw that all the trainees were already there.
The number was complete.
It seemed there were no casualties and no injuries.
This might suggest that each group had completed their tasks successfully, yet the expressions on their faces were more peculiar than the last.
Some were full of pride, some looked ashamed, some still carried lingering fear.
It appeared that during this training, they had all witnessed things difficult to comprehend.
There must have been quite a few who were frightened into panic or fled.
Originally, those who had made it here and joined this training were already somewhat mentally prepared to face such phenomena. But once they experienced it firsthand, there was still an indescribable sense of strangeness.
As if, from the moment of that first glimpse, their normal lives had forever drifted out of reach.
At the start, the instructors kept saying that the good thing about the Disaster Management Bureau's training division was that no matter how you performed, you wouldn’t be expelled.
It sounded like a good thing.
But after truly witnessing these things, the thought had changed.
If they had to keep dealing with such things in the future, they’d rather just be dismissed right now...
“The assessment results for the execution aspect are out.”
At this moment, the instructor sitting on the frontmost chair waited for the last two trainees to enter, then turned and said, “You’ll now have thirty minutes of free time. After you’re ready, you’ll be arranged to take the final assessment—namely, the Operational Code.”
“Once this result is out, all your assessment results will be directly displayed. Based on those scores, you’ll be assigned to different groups.”
“Of course, if anyone feels there's no need to wait and wants to proceed directly to the Code assessment, the room is ready—you may go in now.”
“……”
Everyone looked at each other in dismay. Many trainees who had just looked pale and disoriented suddenly changed expression and hurriedly pulled out their Operational Code booklets, silently beginning to recite them.
At that moment, the man in a white shirt and gold-rimmed glasses suddenly said, “I’m ready. Let me go first!”
“Huh?”
Even Han Su was stunned. He remembered when the Code booklets were handed out, wasn’t this guy the first to toss his aside?
He’d never seen him study it like the others.
And now he wanted to be first...
Had he given up?
Amid their surprised gazes, they watched as the man with the gold-rimmed glasses walked into the room opposite.
Time ticked by—after about ten minutes, the man pushed the door open and walked out.
Above his head, on an electronic display panel, several figures flashed:
【Codename: Doctor】
【Code: A】
【Insight: A】
【Adaptability: A】
【Disruption: B】
【Encrypted Text: C】
【Execution: A】
【Additional Evaluation: None】