Exposed at the head, yet hidden at the tail, too timid as a mouse, and you also dare to peep into this world?
Indeed, the unknown is what is most frightening.
The more you understand, the more you feel it's nothing special after all.
This method of not daring to leave a single survivor actually revealed a certain guilt.
Shen Hao's gaze swept over the faces of the students who were still dazed and terrified, eventually settling on the excited and almost frenzied Yang Jun.
"Soothe the students."
"Yes!" Yang Jun responded loudly.
He felt that this scene might forever be etched in his heart.
This team leader, he is definitely more than just a Blue Talent, much more!
Being able to save everyone in that situation, there might only be one such person in the whole world!
Shen Hao did not bother with the remaining matters, be it psychological therapy or confidentiality, he left those tasks to others.
He sat back in the car, savoring the feeling from before.
The power of Mythical Talent was stronger than he had anticipated; in that state, the monsters didn't even have the chance to choose suicide but instead submitted directly.
If it wasn't for the Controller behind the monsters, the entity they called "Mother" seemed to have the ability to remotely erase them, he could have captured dozens of prisoners this time.
However, the more proactive, immediate, and decisive they are in erasing evidence, the more they reveal many things.
It is afraid, afraid of being questioned for intelligence.
"Those students who have been marked should be monitored, but be careful not to be discovered," Shen Hao turned his head and instructed a technical support officer.
"Understood, we will adopt remote surveillance and not use manpower to ensure concealment."
With today's surveillance technology, if it's taken seriously, the use of all networking cameras can indeed achieve remote monitoring.
Therefore, the only thing to worry about is whether these "monsters," once they realize even their identities cannot be hidden, will rise up, causing chaos and death.
At the moment, it's like a pack of wolves disguised as sheep, lurking among the sheep.
Ready to strike and prey on the sheep at any moment!
"How much longer until the Chosen Ones arrive for support?" Shen Hao asked again.
"The soonest two will arrive in thirty minutes."
"There's still time, then let's pick a family of a replaced person and take a look," Shen Hao wasn't planning on wasting any time.
Right now, across the nation, even all over the world, every minute and second could mean more humans silently being replaced.
If too much of the population is lost in the first Trial, the subsequent Trials will only be more difficult.
Shen Hao switched to a civilian vehicle, choosing a family of a "monster student" whose identity had been exposed and who was closest in proximity.
It was a family of five.
Besides the parents, there was a grandfather and a younger brother.
The family was currently anxiously making calls, asking about the situation at the school, and they even called the teacher to ask if the blockade had been lifted and why their child hadn't returned home yet.
Whether it was their expressions, tone of voice, or gestures, they all seemed like a very warm, ordinary family.
However—
"Let's move on to the next one," Shen Hao said indifferently, "Mark this family as completely replaced by monsters."
Whether it was the military official sitting in the passenger seat or the soldier driving the car, their expressions tightened at this moment, and then they clenched their teeth.
It was a mix of trembling fear and extreme anger.
A whole family!
Looking again at the anxious parents concerned for their child, and thinking that this was nothing more than a monster's disguise, one could feel a chill rising from within the heart.
"Where exactly do these monsters come from?" the military official couldn't help but ask in a low voice, as if talking to himself, yet also seeming to question Shen Hao.
Shen Hao looked out the window at the bustling crowd, still full of the breath of civilized life.
After a moment of silence, he said softly, "Maybe, it's just a game of the gods."
Where the Civilization Trial came from and how it appeared was a question that, in those dreams, all the civilizations that perished under the Trial probably had the same wonder.
But no one could provide an answer.
In the face of the Civilization Trial, all civilizations could only fight; there was no option to refuse.
However, no matter what, Shen Hao had to ensure that his own civilization continued to be victorious!
By the time he had checked three families and returned to school, the first batch of Chosen Ones who had come to provide assistance had already arrived.
There were two of them.
One was a young and vibrant-looking girl, beautiful and full of energy, and the other a man in his forties, dressed in a suit, whose appearance and smile seemed very amiable.
"Chen Sihui and Dong Gong?"
In Shen Hao's hands, he already had the information on these two individuals.
They were both very formidable!
And one of them was someone he had long been aware of.
Chen Sihui, a genius scientist, started university at fifteen, graduate studies at seventeen, received her Ph.D. at twenty-one, and at the age of twenty-four, she already held three doctoral degrees, a somewhat famous physicist, and had a very high IQ.
When Shen Hao was studying, many classmates took her as an idol.
Besides genius, another widely known label for her was "beautiful."
At the moment, wearing a simple men's sports jacket which couldn't hide her slender figure, she was walking with headphones on and brown-dyed hair, a lollipop in her mouth, making anyone on the street unable to guess she was a scientist working at the Chinese Academy of Sciences, but would only see her as a vibrant and beautiful young woman.
"The file says that your qualification as a Chosen One was 'top-level beautiful scientist'?" Shen Hao looked at her with some curiosity.
"Correct," Chen Sihui answered straightforwardly, "On my own as a scientist, I still don't reach the world's top, and in terms of beauty, I can't compare to those who can receive the Chosen One status just on looks, but combining the two, I guess I can be counted among the world's elite."
It was apparent that she did not avoid talking about her own attractiveness, but she also didn't show any pride.
A girl with quite a straightforward way of thinking, Shen Hao judged in his mind.
"Your Talent is Skillful Hand?" Shen Hao looked back at the information, "Able to complete all kinds of complex manual tasks with incredible precision—it seems quite compatible with your own abilities."
"Exactly, I define myself as support staff," Chen Sihui said without hesitation, "Without proper armament on the battlefield, I'll likely be a liability."
"Then you'll be in charge of support," Shen Hao decided promptly.
The Talents of Chosen Ones are currently the most important abilities and will likely remain so in the future.
Yet, Talents are random, and it's rare to get one that matches one's existing skills as nicely as hers.
Although hers was just a White Talent, in her hands, it should be able to yield decent results.