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Chapter 4261 The Demon Host
Chapter 4261 The Demon Host
Angell was taken aback by what he heard.
He wandered among the squares, intending to use the shadows and outlines within them to conduct an initial screening by the examiners.
In his view, even if the values and stances of humanoid beings differed from his own, they wouldn't be so outrageous as to be incomprehensible. However, if they were alien races, or even beings whose life forms were completely different from humans, their values and stances would most likely be completely unfamiliar to him, making it too risky to deal with them.
But the little devil's words made him think deeply.
If the figure inside the square has no relation to the examiner's appearance, then his method of judging by appearance is not very reliable.
What should I do?
Angel's gaze involuntarily fell on the little devil host.
Its gaze toward Angell carried a hint of disdain and mockery.
Angell didn't care at all. If he could reveal more information through sarcasm, he wouldn't mind letting it make a few more sarcastic remarks.
Its words just now revealed some information—these blocks are called "Sealing Tablets," and it sealed them by itself.
So, does that mean the little devil host actually knew the identities of the examiners inside perfectly well?
Angell narrowed his eyes.
Perhaps we could use this as an opportunity to test the waters?
An idea popped into Angel's mind. Under the watchful eye of the little devil, he walked step by step to a nearby cube, inside which was a blurry figure.
Angell reached out as if to touch it.
But just as he was about to touch the block, Angor withdrew his hand.
Seeing this, the little devil host, who had been looking forward to it, couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw him retreat.
After Angor withdrew his hand, he turned to other blocks and stopped in front of a smaller block, about the size of a fist, and reached out his hand again.
But just before they were about to make contact, they withdrew their hands.
This went on for several times in a row.
Even the little devil host couldn't help but say speechlessly from the side, "Hehe—I've seen many test takers, but you're the most bizarre. What, you have to be picky about choosing a sealing monument?"
"Or……"
The little devil's eyes flickered slightly: "Are you trying to confirm the identity of the examiner inside the sealed monument from my reaction?"
Angell remained silent, but stopped walking.
Because the little devil host actually guessed correctly.
His strange behavior just now was actually an attempt to pretend to touch the cube and then use his extrasensory perception to detect the little devil's emotional fluctuations.
If it reacts strongly to a certain square, the examiner inside that square might be someone special, and the questions they ask might be quite unusual.
He hoped to glean some clues from this.
But to his surprise, the little devil guessed his thoughts so quickly.
"I've seen plenty of test-takers who like to play clever tricks, thinking they can guess my thoughts just because they have some micro-expression analysis skills." The little devil host curled his lip: "That's just too stupid."
"I do have some unusual reactions to certain examiners listed on these sealed monuments, but if I tell you, would you dare to choose them?"
"For example, that seal tablet floating on the red light behind you—I'm quite interested in the examiners inside. Do you want to choose it?"
"Also, the largest seal on your left, the examiner inside is someone I know. Do you want to choose it?"
"To your right front..."
The little devil host pointed to several blocks in a row, then glared at Angor with a "dare you choose?" look.
Angor ignored its provocation and silently recalled the blocks that the little devil had selected earlier.
Each time it clicked on a square, under super-sensory perception, it did indeed show an "expectant" emotion.
but……
In fact, the emotional response of the blocks that Angell pretended to select earlier was the same: "expectation".
Moreover, the expected value for each block is roughly the same, neither increasing nor decreasing.
This situation made Angell realize something.
The little devil host probably didn't care about any of the examiners in the squares. What it cared about more was that Angor quickly made his choice and finished the challenge.
Whether it was the initial mockery or the subsequent provocation, it was all forcing Angel to make a choice.
This is most likely the truth.
The little devil host is like an employee forced to stay at their post, eager to leave. It has no interest in who Angel chooses or what answers he gives; its only demand is to get the "process" over with as quickly as possible.
Faced with a host who was unyielding and only wanted to end things quickly, Angell found himself in a difficult position, as it seemed unlikely that he could extract any more useful information from him.
Just as he was about to give up and randomly choose a block to start the challenge, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind.
Since its core demand is "to get off work early", then any behavior that can speed up this process may be tacitly approved by it, or even... helped!
The thought of this possibility made Angell, who was originally prepared to go through the procedures, stop in his tracks.
He looked up at the little devil squatting on a certain block.
"What, are you planning to choose this sealing monument under my feet?" The little devil host yawned. "Sure, since I'm squatting here, it means I'm also interested in the examiners inside. Do you want to choose it? If you do, I'll give you my seat."
Although it had a lazy expression, it regained its "expectation" when Angel noticed the blocks under its feet.
However, the level of anticipation is similar to that of other blocks before.
This further confirms Angor's guess that the little devil host has no particular preference; he just wants to finish the process quickly and get off work early.
Angel opened his mouth as if to speak, but found himself still muted.
His gaze fell on the text bar that read "Start the challenge".
It seems that if I don't click on this, I'll remain muted indefinitely.
Without hesitation, I clicked on it.
"Begin the challenge," Angell's voice drifted out slowly.
This made the little devil host, who was squatting on the block, look pleasantly surprised: Is this about to begin? That's great, let's finish this quickly! It still needs to go back to its book and doesn't want to waste time here!
After Angor announced the start of the challenge, he felt that his silence had ended.
At the same time, he could feel that the power of the fairy realm seemed to be subtly urging him to choose a cube.
However, Angel suppressed the urge to choose, and instead looked up at the little devil, clicking his tongue softly in a tone that seemed both helpless and sympathetic.
“Actually…” Angel seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice was just loud enough for the little devil to hear, “When I was wandering around the sealed monument just now, I was indeed trying to select examiners from the reflections of their outlines, just as the host said.”
"However, it's not that I'm afraid of the examiners having a difficult stance, it's just that I'm really tired of endless debates. If I encounter an examiner who loves to argue and can turn one question into ten, and won't give up until they've refuted me, wouldn't that be a waste of a lot of time?"
As he spoke, he kept an eye on the little devil out of the corner of his eye.
Sure enough, upon hearing the words "wasting a lot of time," the little devil's slightly damaged pointed ears twitched almost imperceptibly. Although his face still had that smug expression, the pure mockery in his eyes faded a little, replaced by a hint of inquiry.
Angel understood and continued, "I know the criteria for the Heart Chapter's assessment. I just want to complete the test as soon as possible, give an answer, and receive a verdict."
"I'm exhausted and don't want to get entangled with eloquent people."
"So when I select examiners, I want to exclude some talkative groups, like my own kind... You know, anthropologists really love to debate, and they're all very eloquent. While it's good that things become clearer through debate, it greatly reduces my efficiency."
As Angell spoke, he continued to observe the little devil.
Because his words already carried a bias, he feared the little devil wouldn't accept that bias, so he needed to rely on the little devil's emotional feedback to correct it in a timely manner.
Fortunately, after Angell finished explaining his thoughts, the little devil's emotional response was not noticeably negative.
Even when it mentions "efficiency first," its approval is completely undisguised.
“Sigh.” Angell sighed insincerely, “Unfortunately, as the host said, since we can’t determine the type of examiner by passing through the seal, I can only choose randomly.”
"In that case, if I choose someone who loves to debate, I'll have to temporarily put aside efficiency and argue with them for ten or eight days..."
He deliberately emphasized the word "efficiency," then looked meaningfully at the little devil host.
After he finished speaking, a brief silence fell over the space.
The little devil host tilted his head, scratched his chin with his paw, and his emerald green eyes darted around on Angel, seemingly reassessing this "weird" test subject.
Although it is a bit lazy, it is not stupid at all.
How could it not see through Ingres's trick?
However, it must be said that Angell chose a very unconventional track, but one that he really liked.
It really wants to finish work as soon as possible!
It narrowed its eyes and said in a low voice, "You cunning boy, have you considered one possibility? Perhaps you can wear down those argumentative examiners with time."
"But those who don't like to debate, who don't hear what they want to hear, will absolutely not let you pass the test."
Not arguing is not necessarily a good thing.
Your stance, your answers, and everything you present to them must be thoroughly examined.
This is the only way to quickly impress these types of examiners.
The Little Devil host's words clearly questioned whether Angell actually possessed such abilities.
Angell understood what it meant and said with a smile, "Actually, I can be inefficient, but if I can pass the level efficiently, I would definitely prefer to be more efficient."
On the surface, his words did not align with the little devil's doubts at all.
But the little devil understood.
Angell was saying indirectly: If I can tell your position, how could I not tell the positions of the other examiners?
"Gah gah gah—" The little devil flapped its tattered wings, and the lantern at its tail flickered repeatedly: "Interesting, so interesting!"
"You may be able to guess my thoughts, but you may not be able to guess others' thoughts. After all, I don't hide my needs and I'm willing to chat casually with the test takers... but others may not be as merciful as me."
This time, the little devil didn't hide anything and revealed his hand directly.
Since that's the case, Angell naturally stopped being subtle and said directly, "If the host thinks I'm exaggerating, let's give it a try."
Angell turned around, spread his hands, and behind him were floating cubes.
The implication is quite clear.
You pick one for me, and I'll show you how.
The little devil host's eyes flickered a few times: "Looks like I have to take back what I said before. You're not a fool."
"Perfect timing. I'm tired of staying on this sealing stele. I'll go find another one."
The little devil suddenly leaped and landed on a cube the size of an adult's head. Because the cube was so small, it even struggled to stand on one leg.
"No, this one is too small. I need to get another one." That's what he said, but the little devil didn't move away immediately. Instead, he looked at Angel with his emerald green eyes, as if he was hinting at something.
Then it flew away.
But after flying away this time, it returned to the original block, muttering to itself, "I've found that no matter where I go, this sealed monument seems to be the most comfortable."
"Never mind, I won't change it for now."
After speaking, the little devil host crossed its paws, pretending to be indifferent, but the lantern on the tip of its tail subtly flicked towards the small seal tablet where it had just briefly stopped.
Its implication could be so obvious as to be explicitly stated.
Angor's gaze also fell on the small square, which was the "demonstration" target that the little devil had chosen for him.
As long as he can efficiently answer the examiner's questions in this square, the little devil host will most likely not be stingy with new hints later.
Without any hesitation, he walked up to the cube.
Calmly reaching out, he touched the cube.
The moment my fingertips touched the glowing surface, it wasn't as hard as I had expected; instead, it felt like touching a viscous, cold liquid.
A silent ripple spread rapidly from his fingertip, sweeping across the entire cube.
The previously blurry outline of the figure inside the cube suddenly became clear and expanded, as if it had been instantly infused with new life.
next second.
The figure inside transformed into a stream of light and floated out from the water-ripple-like cube.
Just like a "magic trick," a figure appeared out of thin air in front of Angell.
However, when Angell saw the other person's appearance clearly, he couldn't help but reveal a solemn look in his eyes.
This is... a non-human life.
It lacks a traditional torso and limbs; its main body is a suspended, humanoid head outline, but its skin is a dark, purplish-gray color that seems to absorb light.
Most striking are the four thick yet supple tentacles hanging below its head, unconsciously curling and stretching slightly, exuding an elegance and lethality reminiscent of a deep-sea predator.
It looks like a bizarre human-faced octopus.
However, what surprised Angell the most was that this "non-human examiner" in front of him did not even have a physical body.
Despite having a head, skin, and tentacles, these are all constructed using spiritual energy.
In other words, it is a purely spiritual entity.
And this is the type of examiner that Angell least wants to encounter!