Nightmare's Call

Chapter 047

Coming out of the Internet bar, it's already more than 6 p.m., and it's a little dark.

Lin Sheng ate some roadside stalls, then stopped a taxi and went straight home.

Back home, father is not there, only mother Gu wanqiu sitting in the kitchen chipping potatoes.

Lin Sheng and she quickly live together, cooked two dishes, mother and son around the table to eat a meal.

Gu wanqiu asked about his going out to play today. Lin Sheng naturally made up a lot of words to deal with it easily.

For him, he didn't want his family to know that he was joining a Fencing Club outside.

Just as he didn't want to join what Sears called a company. This is another complex circle.

And he knew nothing about Sears.

What he does, how he behaves, what his background is, whether he is good or bad, and nothing is clear. Just for the money to join each other?

Of course, this is unrealistic and needs careful consideration.

After dinner and washing the dishes, Lin Sheng, on the pretext of reviewing his lessons, quickly washed and went back to his bedroom.

After doing two sets of review questions, he felt a little sleepy. Then put on the coat, put on the ready sports shoes.

He Yi is lying by the bed with his eyes closed.

.........

.........

The temple of Warren.

Inside the gray temple.

Lin Sheng slowly sat up from the middle of the row chair, he skillfully scanned the surrounding conditions.

The temple is the same as the last time he left.

The air was reassuring, with doors and windows intact and tightly closed.

Lin Sheng stood up from the bench and examined his lower body.

He wore the black sportswear he wore before going to bed, black sneakers, and his weapon, the sharp rotten sword, was leaning against the edge of his chair.

Lifting the sword, he walked out of the bench without looking at the prayer table in the middle. But straight to a small door just behind the temple.

He's finished exploring the whole Valon temple and other places, and he's left with the storage room right behind.

The temple has a main hall, a vice hall, a clergyman's bedroom, a kitchen and a toilet.

He had finished his investigation of all these places, and had nothing but some daily necessities.

Now the only one left is the storage room.

Holding the sword handle tightly, Lin Sheng quickly went to the storage room and held some cold copper handles.

Pull it out.

Squeak

A slight sound of friction, the gray wooden door was slowly opened.

Inside is a small space of about one square meter.

There was not much storage, just a carved stone column more than one meter high like a stone tablet.

The stone column is gray in color, with a crescent moon next to three stars carved on the top.

Below seems to be a scale like mark.

At the bottom is a line of words.

Lin Sheng came closer and looked at it carefully.

"Test tower: class rating stone tower, measuring range: Templar, warrior, friar."

"Test tower?" Lin Sheng was stunned. It was his first time to see this.

He has been in a lot of memory fragments, heard who is the level of soldiers, but how to evaluate this level, but no one mentioned.

Or what he absorbed was only memory fragments, without mentioning this information.

But now, it seems that this little stone pagoda has something to do with this professional rating.

He went to the stone tower and looked at it carefully.

Apart from the pattern and scale on the surface of the stone tower, there are only two protruding stick shaped handles on the left and right.

The edge of the handle is engraved with a symbol for holding.

Lin Sheng reaches out his hand and holds both hands.

Inexplicably, he seems to feel that there is an extremely subtle warm current, from the stone tower hand into his palm, and then along his arm, quickly in his body around.

The warm current quickly returned to the stone tower and disappeared.

Woo

There was a slight tremor.

In Lin Sheng's surprised sight, the scale on the front of the stone pagoda slowly lit up a little white light.

The whole stone tower is like a thermometer. From the bottom, a finger thick white line rises.

The white line slowly stops at the mark level 2, and then stops.

"Level 2" Lin Sheng's heart moved, and then he let go of the handle.

That white line immediately with his let go, quickly dim down, soon disappear desalination.

"Does that mean I'm a level 2 Warrior?" Lin Sheng guessed.

He took the handle again.

Soon the white line appeared bright again and rose to the second level, but the previous warm current did not appear again.

"Interesting... I don't know what standard this thing is tested by."