"All contestants, please choose your first class!”
"Note that there is only one chance. The contestants who do not meet the requirements in the first round will lose the opportunity to participate in the next round.”
In the dim room, Lin Que listened carefully to the cold mechanical voice coming from his ears. He quietly watched a small light blue screen floating in front of him.
Today was the third day since he had transmigrated to the parallel world.
This world was no different from the blue planet he originally lived in in terms of language, race, and nationality.
However, the difference still existed.
The technology of this world was many years ahead of the blue planet. For example, the screen he was looking at now was impossible to create with the technology of the blue planet before he transmigrated.
Another important point was that this world seemed to be used to transmigrators.
this point
It was also the reason why Lin Que was able to stand here.
This morning, he stepped into the building and was surprised to meet a mysterious person.
That person told him that they were holding a program called the High-End Professional Challenge. Fifty people would start the competition and there would be a total of five rounds. They would be ranked according to their points, and the champion would be sent back to the Blue Planet.
Of course, this alone was not enough to convince Lin Que, who had always been cautious. It was the real reason why he became the last contestant.
It was the other party who told him that all the competition scenes would be set on the Blue Planet. Although he would be forcefully pulled back to this world after each round, it was precisely this point that completely tempted Lin Que.
In that world, there were too many things that he could not abandon or forget.
With such an opportunity and a sliver of possibility, he was naturally willing to give it a try.
" Contestant, please confirm your class as soon as possible. The first round of the competition is about to begin."
The cold mechanical voice rang out again, pulling Lin Que's wandering thoughts back to reality.
Looking at the class chosen by the other transmigrators on the screen beside him, he fell into deep thought.
" Police, reporters, gamers."
It seemed that many of them chose the professions they had been engaged in when they were on Planet Blue.
He knew that this was the safest and most appropriate choice.
Acting as oneself had always been an easy thing to do. Even if it couldn't be too outstanding, it shouldn't be a problem to keep the points in the first round.
However, other people could choose this, but he could not.
because. He was a university student.
Sadly, this class wasn't among the choices.
Damn, my head hurts."
In the quiet space, Lin Que muttered softly and rubbed his temples.
"Ding! Bind the host with a super class skill system, which can be used at any time.”
"After the host has completed the job selection, the host can be given the corresponding job skills to help the host improve the job completion rate and construct the perfect job portrait.”
"System?"
Lin Que's heartbeat suddenly sped up. He turned his head and looked around the room, only to find that there were no strange eyes looking in his direction.
Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief.
It seemed that they did not know that they had suddenly gained a system.
That was a good relationship.
Lin Que, who had a slight smile on his face, reached out his hand to the screen in front of him confidently.
He found a small blue square in the lower right corner and pressed it gently.
He muttered to himself.
"I have the system now, what's there to be afraid of? I wanted to play with it before but I couldn't. This time, I'll let him play to his heart's content!”
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, a series of exclamations came from the silent space.
The players who had been silently waiting for the match to begin suddenly realized that two extremely simple English letters had suddenly appeared on the big screen beside them.
“DJ”。
Wasn't this just playing games in a nightclub? Isn't choosing this class a clear sign of giving up on yourself?
However, Lin Que didn't think so.
This was a profession that everyone thought was a little " lazy ". If he could really do it well, he might be able to shine.
Moreover, this was only the first round of the competition. Even if his score was not high, he still had the system.
In the next few rounds, he could choose a few more stable classes and give it a try. There was still hope of winning the championship.
Therefore, Lin Que stood calmly in the room with a relaxed expression.
As the sound of " three, two, one, the match begins " rang in his ears, his right hand drew a few circles in the air, imitating the posture of a disc player.
In the next second, his body froze and his mind went blank.
It was as if he was sucked away by a space-time tunnel, or as if he was transported to the future by a space-time train.
When he finally recovered from his daze.
The dark scene from before was no longer there.
At this moment, he was in a huge stadium.
In front of him was a dazzling scene.
Beside him was a tsunami of excited people.
Looking up, it was a bird-nest-shaped structural steel frame that showed architectural aesthetics.
Accompanying all of this was a rich male voice.
" Next, let's welcome the athletes participating in the 24th Winter Olympic Games."
"Enter!"
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