Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring’
Chapter 502 - 502 440 Starting the Job

502: Chapter 440: Starting the Job 502: Chapter 440: Starting the Job Su Mo and the others followed Figerl into a very spacious enclosed room.

The room was completely empty, and everyone present showed puzzled expressions, not understanding what this was for.

At this point, fifty people had not yet been eliminated.

It could be said that each of these remaining individuals was among the elite of the elites.

But what the people didn’t know was that Figerl had once been one of the most terrifying auditors in Country E, and very few people had passed his assessments.

Figerl did not hide anything; he simply said, “The final test, we will leave this room shortly and release ten Flying Wing Metal Balls.

Whoever catches a Flying Wing Metal Ball and holds onto it until the end of the assessment wins, meaning only ten of you will successfully join the GT department.”

“General, are there any restrictions on the methods used?”

Zhao Bo suddenly raised his head and asked.

“When we fight monsters, there are hardly any rules, and now you are not allies, and there are no rules.

Of course, intentional murder is strictly prohibited.

After thirty minutes, I will open the sealed door, and whoever is standing with a Flying Wing Metal Ball in hand will be the victor.

Good luck!”

After speaking, Figerl waved his hand and took his people out of the room.

The assessment seemed simple, but it was even more brutal.

Catching the ball was only part of it—outmaneuvering each other was the toughest part.

As soon as Figerl and his men had completely exited, small openings appeared on the smooth metal walls, followed by mechanical metal balls with thin wings flying out.

Immediately, they dispersed in high-speed, irregular patterns.

The people inside the room immediately rushed forward.

Some viciously kicked the person next to them or knocked others down with a chop of the hand.

No one bowed down to anyone.

“You’re asking for it!”

“You’re the one asking for it!”

“If you don’t want to die, get out of my way, or don’t blame me for being rude.”

“Come on then!”

…

Suddenly, many people started fighting.

Su Mo, instead, stood still without any intention of joining the fray.

He also noticed Zhao Bo, who didn’t make a move for the Metal Balls either, but was looking at his watch.

It seemed he had the same idea as Su Mo, waiting for the right moment to make a move.

At that moment, Zhao Bo also noticed Su Mo hadn’t gone for the Metal Balls, and he watched him with caution.

After the previous two rounds of tests, no matter how arrogant he was, he wouldn’t foolishly think he was stronger than Su Mo.

The GT department’s violent tests had no room for luck or loopholes.

Zhao Bo decisively stayed away from Su Mo, thinking that if he were targeted by him, he might really get eliminated.

Time slowly passed.

Twenty or so people now lay on the ground, battered and bloody, barely alive.

Su Mo estimated it was about time.

The ten Flying Wing Metal Balls had already been caught—not because the balls were hard to catch.

It was easier for those who were able to make it to the third round because they were too outstanding.

Su Mo’s eyes narrowed as he quickly locked onto three large men fighting each other, charging at high speed toward them.

With controlled force, he threw a punch at the one who had grabbed the Metal Ball.

The man was too slow to react, and took the punch straight to his face.

Immediately, his teeth flew out, and he fell to the ground, letting go of the Flying Wing Metal Ball.

Su Mo quickly reached out and grabbed the airborne Metal Ball.

At that moment, the other two muscular men, a glint of fierceness in their eyes, very synchronously punched towards Su Mo’s chest.

Pow, pow!

The two fists fiercely hit Su Mo.

But Su Mo stood unmoved, expression unchanged.

On the contrary, the two attackers felt their fists ache unbearably.

They looked at Su Mo in shock.

Su Mo didn’t hesitate, and with a controlled sweep of his leg, he kicked both men away.

At this moment, one or two others thinking of taking advantage were deterred by the scene.

They braked sharply, changing their targets.

They considered him a tough nut to crack.

…

After a long while, the sealed door swung open.

Su Mo, Zhao Bo, and eight others stood upright while the other forty lay on the ground, moaning in pain.

Figerl looked at the ten selected, very pleased, and nodded, “Congratulations, from today you are combat members of the GT department.

Based on your performance, I formally announce, Su Mo!”

“Present!”

Su Mo responded solemnly.

“Your performance is the best.

From now on you are a Lieutenant of the GT department.”

Figerl declared solemnly.

“Yes!”

Su Mo responded.

Zhao Bo, hearing Figerl’s announcement, his face tensed fiercely.

He knew that in every selection, the top performer had the chance to enter the GT department as a Lieutenant, a valuable opportunity he thought he had almost securely, yet he failed in the end.

The difference of just one rank might seem small, but it was significant.

In future combats, the other would be a squad leader, while they might only be a team member.

Another point was that a position in the GT department was highly prestigious and promotions were extremely difficult to achieve.

The only way to get promoted aside from special opportunities was through military exploits!

“The rest of you are Lieutenants!”

Figerl’s gaze swept over the others as he spoke.

“Yes!”

The others responded in unison,

Figerl turned to his deputy and said, “Puwa, take them to complete the hiring procedures.”