[Test Result]
[Good]
[Estimated probability of passing: 79%]
[Congratulations! Trial qualification obtained!]
Seeing the test result of the strange blue-robed villager, all the players broke down.
"Eh????"
"Isn't that the sa board that just tested the bald uncle?! It's definitely broken!!"
"I don't get it!!! What exactly does this test use to calculate pass rates?!"
"Eh… whatever. Looks like he's the only villager, probably won't stir up much trouble anyway."
The strange blue-robed villager the players were talking about was, of course, Mustard.
Ever since coming into contact with Tyrant HIM and feeling that Tyrant HIM was unreliable, Mustard had continued searching for a way to save the Villager Kingdom.
Later, after learning about the Trial Grounds, he originally didn't plan to join.
But when he saw the iron golem army that controlled the Villager Kingdom all lining up at the entrance of the Trial Grounds for testing, even the iron golems controlled by the Void had to participate in this trial. There must be sothing in this trial that attracted the Void.
So Mustard made up his mind and prepared to challenge the Trial Grounds.
Mustard had also arrived here early. He obviously didn't dare to line up in the monster camp. In the entire monster camp, he was the only villager. That would be way too conspicuous.
The iron golems controlled by the Void naturally wouldn't let him go. Even if they couldn't kill him inside the arena, they would definitely try to control him.
So he mingled among the players, waited for a long ti, and finally seized the right opportunity to test his trial qualification.
Actually, Mustard didn't have much hope for his test result.
He wasn't as good at fighting as the villager soldiers. If he had an advantage, it was only that he was a bit smarter than other villagers.
But unexpectedly, his test pass rate was as high as 79%.
Mustard was thrilled by his test result, but then noticed that the iron golems from the monster camp who failed their tests were looking over here.
Seeing that, Mustard quickly touched the test notice board.
He felt a darkness before his eyes, and with a pulling force, his body was brought into a strange space...
As soon as Mustard opened his eyes, he found himself already inside a different dinsion.
The entire space was very vast, as if he was among the clouds. Below the space was a full view of the Trial Grounds he had just seen outside.
The whole space was like a floating barrier in the sky, allowing free movent above it. You could also approach the landforms below to observe their various details.
In this huge space, only Mustard was here.
Mustard did a quick calculation, currently, there was still over one minute before the Trial Grounds opened. After entering this space, he should be in the preparation stage before entering the trial.
"Looks like everyone who enters the Trial Grounds is placed in their own separate space… If that's the case… then it ans that the trial each person gets must be different…"
Before deciding to enter the Trial Grounds, Mustard had done a lot of howork.
Since the Trial Grounds' setup was similar to the official Divine Domain Competition, Mustard had looked into so information about the Divine Domain Competition too.
After players entered the entrance of the Divine Domain Competition, all participants would be teleported to a place called the "Preparation Zone" by players.
In the Preparation Zone, players would be told what their task was for that ti.
Mustard had already prepared himself to et those iron golems in the preparation area.
But unexpectedly, each preparation zone in the Trial Grounds existed independently.
Since the preparation areas were separate, and also because the trial contents were not revealed to everyone outside the Trial Grounds, it could reasonably be guessed that each person's trial contents were different. Or rather, each type of person's trial contents were different.
While Mustard was thinking, a deep voice suddenly echoed in the space.
[As you can see, the terrain below will be the place where you undergo your trial.]
[You can think of it as a brand-new world.]
[This world recreates most of the terrain of the main world, as well as all animals and monsters from the main world.]
[And you are the first group of survivors in this world. Like all other survivors, you will lose all special abilities you currently have.]
[In this world, you must start over from the beginning.]
[Rember, everyone only has one chance.]
After saying this, the voice paused for a mont, then continued echoing in the space.
[After the trial begins, you will be randomly placed sowhere within the terrain below to start your adventure.]
[Your task for this trial is…]
[Lead your people to survive.]
Hearing his trial task, Mustard was emotionally touched. Wasn't this the only thought he had after escaping the Villager Kingdom?
Escape the Void's control and lead his people to live well.
Mustard wasn't sure whether this was just a coincidence, or if the person who created the Trial Grounds had so supernatural power and knew what he was thinking.
But at this mont, Mustard's trial task seed a little laughable.
"Lead my people to survive?… Among my people, I'm the only one who joined the trial… so as long as I survive, that counts?…"
Given the current situation, although the Trial Grounds still had the ecology of the main world, and there must be villagers too, but the villagers here were obviously different from the villagers in the main world. They were created.
Those villagers might be just like the old ones, without self-awareness. Even so, Mustard would still try to use his own power to protect them.
This Trial Grounds was basically a miniature version of the main world. And Mustard essentially had a chance to start over from scratch.
If he could carve out a new world in this small world, then in the future in the main world, maybe he could also let the villagers live the life they wanted.
Thinking of this, Mustard kept waiting for that deep voice to speak again.
Just now, it had only told him his task, but hadn't ntioned the reward yet. Although this trial was beneficial to Mustard, in the end, he still ca for the reward.
He also hoped to find a way to save the Villager Kingdom through this trial.
As Mustard was thinking, the deep voice sounded again in his ears.
[To save the Villager Kingdom. Is this your wish?]
Hearing this, Mustard froze completely.
"You… Who are you?…"
Mustard never expected that the one who created the trial could actually see through his innermost thoughts.
After a mont, the voice echoed again, but it didn't answer Mustard's question.
[Do your best to complete your trial. You will get what you want.]
After saying this, the deep voice never spoke again.
Although that last sentence sounded like empty promises, with the previous lines as buildup, Mustard completely believed it.
The one who created this trial, being able to create such a place, and see into Mustard's thoughts, even those Void beings had joined the trial.
That alone proved the power of the person who created the trial.
If Mustard could complete the trial, he believed that the one who created the Trial Grounds would definitely be able to fulfill his wish.
Thinking this, Mustard's eyes grew more determined.
"Ti to get serious!"
———
The sa kind of situation as Mustard's was happening right now in all the separate waiting areas of the Trial Grounds.
Just like Mustard guessed, each type of person received a different trial task.
The leader of the Disaster Villagers received a task similar to Mustard's. The trial content was also to protect his people.
He entered the Trial Grounds to seek greater power, with the ultimate goal of protecting his people from being killed by players.
The tasks of Blue Demon, Jio, and Barbecue Sauce were also the sa as what they had been doing in the main world, doing their best to protect their people and companions.
The tasks of top players like Black Blade, Steve, and Grayfist were to build their own forces and keep more players alive until the trial ends.
So lone players had simple tasks, just surviving until the end of the trial was considered victory.
Although everyone, or every type of person, received different trial tasks, in fact, they were all basically the sa.
Everyone's final goal was to survive.
If everyone knew each other's tasks, this Trial Grounds probably wouldn't have any war or chaos. But precisely because of this information gap, various conflicts would arise.
Everyone had a different understanding of their own task.
Like the monster camp, they were born with hatred for players. Their hatred for players was carved into their bones.
Their habitual thinking made them believe players were a threat to them, and that to survive, they had to eliminate the players.
And players, when seeing monsters that could threaten their lives, would naturally fight back fiercely.
Actually, no one was right or wrong. Everyone just wanted to complete their own task. And this, this whole situation, was just like a miniature version of the entire main world…
The general summary of the tasks for almost everyone who entered the Trial Grounds was to survive.
But so capable participants received tasks beyond just surviving themselves, they had to lead more people to survive.
These were the ones truly chosen by the real HIM, individuals from all factions suitable to beco leaders.
And people like Xu Yuan, Tyrant HIM, and Fan village HIM, who had strong leadership were given the task of maintaining peace in the Trial Grounds.
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