Realistic Game

Time passed quickly, and it had been fifteen days since Mo Lan broke through and became a Master of the Fourth Ring.

"Zou Peng, we will officially start recruiting members tomorrow, how are your preparations?"

Mo Lan walked down the mage tower and asked Zou Peng next to him.

"Working overnight, the examination room that can accommodate 1,000 people at a time is ready, and with 20 waiting areas, it can accommodate 20,000 candidates at a time. It should be enough.

And the test paper..."

Zou Peng took Mo Lan to the outside and walked to a mountain on the bank of Jinghu Lake.

There is a cave in it. When I went in and took a look, rows of engraving presses were working at their best, and rolls of paper were piled aside.

Mo Lan took a look at the test paper that had not dried ink and nodded.

"Well, it feels like a paper dozens of years ago, and the paper the teacher printed for us is similar to this one."

When Zou Peng heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and suddenly he thought of something.

"By the way, printers like me can basically guarantee that they won't leak the question.

But after all, we are taking the test in batches. Although the questions before and after are not the same, after all, the question types are similar. Are you sure no one will post the questions on the forum?

Or send it directly to others? "

Mo Lan shook his head.

"It can't be prevented, even if we organize all the people in the same batch of exams, it is actually a trivial matter to leak the questions. The questions we designed have certain requirements for improved experience and higher requirements for the candidates' knowledge of the spell model.

So, yes, you don’t need to read the questions in advance. No, even if you read them in advance, it’s useless. Let alone one or two hours in advance, he can’t make up for the gap even one or two days in advance. It just won't.

What needs attention is the candidates of the same exam. After all, their questions are the same. If someone contacts you in advance, you have to copy homework... You can only disrupt the batch exams by people in different regions, and avoid them as much as possible. People you know together. "

"But there will still be people together after all, so what should I do."

Mo Lan shrugged and said indifferently.

"Then I hope that the copy of homework is a bit level. I have a standard answer to this question, but there is no standard process.

If any talent copied exactly the same... then both candidates will be disqualified.

So stupid, what kind of mage is playing like this? When the time comes to change the volume, it will be better to use more snacks, laugh.

No, no, it’s not true that someone will copy the same copy, right? "

When Zou Peng heard this, his face was a little strange, and he rolled his eyes.

"What do you mean, I wish them good luck."

"Are you ready? Invigilators, staff, guides.

At that time, the number of participants in the entire event is destined to exceed 10,000, or even tens of thousands.

This is only the mage who meets the conditions to take the exam, if you count the unqualified mage, come to join in the fun of relatives and friends, and onlookers.

I'm not surprised that there are more than 100,000 people in the entire Jinghu Lake.

I read your plan and it is feasible. What are the difficulties? "

Zou Peng rubbed his brows when he heard the words.

"The problem is not big, more than 90% of the people are screened out if irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter.

This group of people started a live broadcast, and they probably settled down.

As for those who intend to sign up, since they are here to participate, they will definitely obey management. At least there is a weak mentality and it is not difficult to manage.

So the problem is not big, it's mainly you. You try to be fair as possible, at least on the surface it seems to be very fair, as long as it doesn't cause public anger and mutiny, everything is easy to say. "

Speaking of this, Zou Peng feels a little pity.

"The time is still too hasty, if there is more time.

You set up a large forbidden magic field on the field, and even one of these wizards has to be quiet, obediently and obediently, how to teach and how to teach. "

Mo Lan suddenly felt that he was looking at him randomly, which made him turn his head, and looked up and down Zou Peng's eyes.

"You seem to be thinking about something very bad?"

"I haven't, don't talk nonsense, you are an arcanist, and the Forbidden Magic Field can't suppress you, so I won't be so stupid."

"Oh, too, but did I say what you were thinking?"

Zou Peng fell into silence and said weakly.

"You wait for my sophistry."

"Huh? There is news, what, there was an accident? I'll come right away!

Mo Lan, I'm a bit urgent, let's go first, contact us for information. "

Suddenly, Zou Peng's expression was grim, and he turned and ran, only to heaved a sigh of relief until he was out of Mo Lan's field of vision.

"Fuck, but fortunately I slid so fast that I almost missed his mouth."

Time passed bit by bit. At this time, many people had arrived by the Jinghu Lake, but when it was discovered that a large area was tightly enclosed by stone walls, it was impossible to enter.

They were a little disappointed to come to the surrounding mountains with a better view, skillfully assembled the tents they carried, set up the small pots, took up the space and started camping, and looked down at the entire examination room below.

The examination room is surrounded by a circle of tall stone walls, with only two entrances and exits.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can see that the examination room is also divided into two circles. The outer circle is like the viewing area of ​​the stadium, all of which are stepped chairs.

Ten areas were also separated, with words written on them, and I narrowed my eyes to take a closer look.

"Area No.1...area No.2, this should be the waiting area, right?

Candidates waiting for the test supervise the progress of the test. The organizer is very careful, is he not afraid of leaking the test? "

In the middle of the waiting area is a square examination room, with stone tables and chairs neatly arranged horizontally and vertically.

People all the way from the top of the mountain saw and said with exclamation.

"Look, this examination room is horizontal and vertical, which means that President Mo Lan is rigorous in doing things, and everything is done in accordance with the rules.

The stone seat, the stone means that Mo Lan is like an indestructible stone, standing on the front line of the master's research work, unshakable.

Twenty-five horizontal, forty vertical, twenty-five and four are a very clever combination, four twenty-five is one hundred, forty twenty-five is one thousand.

This implies that Mo Lan has more than one hundred ideas for the Mage Association and pursues one thousand. It contains Mo Lan's ardent hope for the Mage Association and the future wizards. This implies..."

Down the mountain, Mo Lan inspected the entire venue and counted the locations.

"Well, it's horizontal and vertical, neat, and comfortable to look at. It's just enough to fit a thousand?"

The Xu Zong News next to him shook his head with a smile.

"No, the flat land beside the lake is square and square, so it is squarely enclosed, and a set of seats are arranged at a distance, horizontally and vertically, more than 900 sets.

The main reason is that later I felt that it looked irregular and it was not a whole number, so I expanded the place ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ to make up a thousand sets. "

On the top of the mountain, passers-by nodded slightly after speaking.

"Will God of Mo arbitrarily arrange? His every move, every arrangement of his has a deep meaning in it, but he is too far ahead of us, we can't understand it.

Alas, it is conceivable how lonely Mo God is, ahead of the entire era, no one can understand him, alas, pitiful, lamentable, and respectable! "

Down the mountain.

"By the way, Zongxin, haven't you caught the Warcraft yet?"

"Instructor, no, I have been busy setting up the examination room during this period, and the monsters I encountered were too powerful and could not be caught, either they ran away or were killed."

"Um, well, so, tomorrow there will be only roe deer heatstroke, eat it tonight, roast the whole roe deer, alas, the taste is average, mainly because it will have heatstroke tomorrow."

Mo Lan licked his lips.

"So so so."