Chapter 1292: 1292 Inside the empty little shack, only a small wooden table was placed, with an incense burner slowly emitting a smoke carrying a delicate fragrance atop .
That smell was elegant and sweet; as soon as it entered the nose along one’s breathing, it quickly dissipated one’s fatigue .
Shen Yanxiao looked at this strange arrangement and narrowed her eyes slightly .
There was a sound of water ripples echoing in her ears .
In an instant, the image in front of her became blurred .
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It was a quiet night . Shen Yanxiao stood on the empty street, looking at the high-rise buildings on both sides of the road . The cold winter wind was blowing, like a sharp blade mercilessly sc . r . a . ping away every bit of warmth in her body .
Her skinny little body was tightly wrapped in thin clothes as the wind continued to rage; her small face was already frozen white .
The pang of hunger spread to her whole body, she had no idea how long she had not eaten for .
The city, under the cover of night, was dead .
She stood there alone, looking at the empty street .
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"Little thing, why not learn a bit of skill? If you don't want to starve, I will give you a chance . "
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"Life or death, it will depend on your own good luck . "
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"It was a good job, but you have wasted ten minutes fighting . "
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The scene in front of her was like a rotating shadow figure lantern[1] of her soul, pa . s . sing through every page; each scene made Shen Yanxiao’s back run cold .
It was her past life, a wandering child who was about to starve to death, until a person from the organization took her in . She thought she had finally seen hope, only to find that it was only the beginning of the nightmare .
Stealing, killing, dying . . .
She struggled to survive in this h . e . l . l, watching her companions die one after another, with her hands covered in warm blood, and her cold eyes looking at the target falling under her feet .
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"If you call yourself a thief, you must learn how to steal people's lives . "
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With both her hands stained with blood, she learned to steal everything .
Money, jewelry . . . human life .
She was no longer the number one thief in the organization; she had become a blade to steal human lives for them .
However, she was only willing to admit that she was a thief . . .
After being dazzled for a while, Shen Yanxiao returned to her senses and woke up to the sound of breathing .
She was still inside the small shack, in front of her still was the wooden table and the incense burner emitting a blue smoke .
"d . a . m . n . It’s that kind of test? It was really boring . " Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath . Without sparing the incense burner another look, she turned around and walked outside the shack .
The temperament evaluation actually just employed the use of a rare fragrance to evoke one’s most unpleasant memories in the depths of their souls . The result of the test would be whether you collapsed or confronted them calmly .
Shen Yanxiao walked out of the shack . Outside, the sun shone brightly and the breeze was blowing . Before her eyes, there was no high-rise buildings built of reinforced concrete . There was only the vast greenery in front of her .
The corners of Shen Yanxiao’s mouth slightly hooked up into a smile .
The elves were very smart . Many of the subjects added to the evaluation by the Silvermoon Guards were directed at the pollution . Only with a firm heart could they resist the negative emotions from the pollution to the maximum extent .
However, all this was meaningless to Shen Yanxiao .
She had already experienced h . e . l . l, what else was there in this world that she could not possibly face?
Looking at the elf standing outside the shack, Shen Yanxiao asked, looking as usual, "Did I pa . s . s?"
The elf looked at Shen Yanxiao a little strangely . He knew very well how the temperament evaluation worked . The complexions of the elves who had gone through this evaluation before were very unsightly .
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