X-Dragon Era

Chapter 117 Chapters 106-108: Such Selection Process_4



Ten plaques, nine Dead Tiles, one Live Tile, this selection is really too tense, too thrilling, their luck really does surpass...

In the face of such an assessment, Xin Yun really had nothing to say, luck, this thing, although it sounded illusory, was often something that absolutely could not be ignored.

Those who often play mahjong know that when luck comes, it's like a winning spree, four people playing, but ending up with a one-on-three situation, and sometimes when the luck is bad, one might play mahjong all night long without winning, not even close to ready to win, this is the role that luck plays.

In the eyes of most people, this so-called luck is completely intangible, luck comes when it comes, and it's gone when it's gone; there's only luck finding people, not the other way around.

However, Xin Yun didn't see it that way, although luck was very nebulous, it was not completely intangible; there were many ways one could grasp the pulse of luck!

It might sound a bit superstitious, but actually... Feng shui on Earth is one of those methods, the placement and positioning of items in a home can bring good luck, whereas if you were to stab a cone at your own doorstep, what it brings could never be luck, but rather, misfortune, maybe one might forget for a moment and step on it.

Also, when people get married, they always choose an auspicious day and time, which is actually a way to grasp luck; the rationale behind it is not something the average person can understand.

Of course, Xin Yun was no exception, having no substantial study of these things and far from mastering them, but compared to ordinary people, he did know a little more.

For Xin Yun, the number six was lucky, especially in today's test, six occurrences of the number six in succession; Talent 66, Aptitude 66, Potential 66, adding up to exactly six sixes, which can be called a great sequence of luck. Consequently, the number six times six is thirty-six, and if Xin Yun queued up to draw as the thirty-sixth, he would have a relatively greater chance of seizing luck.

The so-called great sequence of luck, while thirty-six is the state of Great Perfection of the number six. Although it might seem superstitious, in such an inscrutable situation, Xin Yun could only decide like this; although he might not be able to control destiny, there was now a glimmer of possibility.

A slim chance requires one to fight with a hundred percent effort; that is Xin Yun's philosophy of life. There's nothing impossible in this world, as long as one is willing to work for it, anything is achievable.

Soon, an exquisite wooden box was brought onto the stage, and the mighty man displayed ten Life and Death Signs. Upon closer inspection, apart from the different characters inside the signs, all other aspects—the weight, size, shape—were completely identical.

The Life and Death Signs were carved from identical crystals, with the writing sandwiched between the two sides of the crystals. It would be impossible to try to differentiate the writing by touch; everything relied purely on luck.

Finally, at the examiner's command, the drawing began. One by one, the students walked up to the box and drew from it. However... one after another, everyone continued to draw Dead Tiles, not a single Live Tile among them.

Ten signs, nine dead, one alive; the odds were really too low. However, it was, after all, an opportunity, so no one was willing to give up, and the drawing continued.

But, as time passed, and one Dead Tile after another was drawn, the drawing queue eventually broke up; with an instant-death situation, no one dared to go on.

One...two...ten...twenty-one...thirty, thirty-one... Finally, after thirty-one consecutive Dead Tiles appeared, everyone fell silent; no one dared to touch such bad luck anymore.

In the face of this scene, Xin Yun was not in a hurry; a stalemate would always be broken. No matter what, he must wait for the thirty-sixth sign, neither too early nor absolutely too late.

After a long silence, finally... urged by the examiner, two more folks went to draw their lots in succession, but without exception, they all drew Dead Tiles, and everyone immediately stepped back neatly.

Seeing this scene, the robust examiner finally lost his patience. With one hand on each of the two fellows, he dragged them to the box and said angrily, "If you hide again, I'll disqualify you!"

Hearing the examiner's words, the two guys couldn't help but show a look of helplessness. After all, it was a matter of life and death, and they might as well take a chance. As they pondered, the two fellows drew their lots one after another, but the result was still two Dead Tiles.

The drawing of lots was actually quite fair, regardless of who went earlier or later. Everyone had one chance to draw, and the likelihood of each person drawing was one in ten. Whether one would draw the right lot or not was really up to luck.

As these two fellows were eliminated, it was already the 35th consecutive failure. Seeing this, Xin Yun's eyes suddenly lit up. Without waiting for the examiner to continue picking people, he stepped forward and called out, "I'll go next!"

Hearing Xin Yun's voice, the examiner was taken aback, then nodded in approval and said, "Exactly, what's the use in hiding? Does drawing later guarantee a win?"

As he spoke, Xin Yun had already reached the front of the box. Taking a deep breath, Xin Yun was actually very nervous. There were ten lots in the box, but only one was a Resurrection Sign, while the other nine were all Dead Tiles—the odds were far too low.

Steadying his mind, Xin Yun suddenly opened his eyes wide, didn't overthink it, reached into the box quickly, and randomly picked one, drawing it out swiftly.

Although he really wanted to turn his head away and not look, Xin Yun knew he couldn't back down. He took the crystal lot in front of him, and the next moment... two bright red characters appeared in front of Xin Yun—Resurrection!

"Wow!" Seeing this, everyone exclaimed. After thirty-five consecutive Dead Tiles, this guy actually drew the Resurrection Sign; his luck was just too good!

Looking at the Resurrection Sign in his hand, Xin Yun's inner excitement was indescribable. It was more thrilling than the time he found the Azure Blue Sea. He had finally not been eliminated, and it was indeed critical!

As he thought, just as Xin Yun was about to put the Resurrection Sign back into the box, the robust examiner abruptly reached out to stop him and shook his head, "No, keep that sign. It's your credential to enter the next stage."

As he spoke, the robust examiner took another Resurrection Sign from a drawer nearby and smiled at all the students, "You can continue waiting, but there are only ten Resurrection Signs in total. Once the ten Resurrection Signs are drawn, the selection round will immediately conclude, and those who haven't drawn will, like those who drew Dead Tiles, instantly lose their eligibility."

Hearing this, all the students were initially stunned and then rushed over, one after another—what a joke. Although 35 people had been eliminated, 900 people were participating in the second round of selection. Ten signs were simply not enough for everyone.

With the announcement of this rule, the speed at which the Life and Death Signs were drawn multiplied exponentially. Students lined up to draw lots in succession, and in just over two hours, the drawing concluded. A total of 465 people had taken all ten Resurrection Signs. The rest were all eliminated.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Looking at those who were eliminated without even drawing, the burly examiner said solemnly, "Luck certainly exists, but whether you can seize it when it comes is another question. Clearly... among you people, there must be many who were lucky, but unfortunately, you couldn't grasp it. Those who can't seize their luck are as good as not having any!"

Despite the profound unwillingness in everyone's hearts, who could they blame? If only they had taken the initiative like Xin Yun, wouldn't everything have been fine?

Putting aside these frustrated folks, including Xin Yun, the ten who had drawn the Resurrection Signs stood in a line, and at the same time, the robust examiner announced loudly, "Alright, now we will proceed to the second round of the revival competition, the test of strength!" (To be continued, for what happens next, please visit .

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