Shangjing, Min University Affiliated Middle School test site.
The corridor was so quiet it was scary.
Wu Jianxian stood in front of the window, face pale.
He watched as one expert after another, faces full of unease, tiptoed into the exam hall.
And then watched as those experts, shoulders slumped, heads hanging, walked out of the exam hall.
"Is there really nothing we can do?
"We can only leave it to fate?"
"It's very difficult."
"The candidates' brainwaves are all abnormally active, their heartbeats are speeding up, their thoughts have entered a runaway state.
"Some candidates have even started to develop crow's feet, have already started losing hair!
"After going through an event like this, they might not die, might not be disabled. But premature aging has already become a foregone conclusion.
"Exactly how far they'll weaken, to sixty, or seventy, or even older… that's hard to say."
Wu Jianxian lowered his head and clenched his teeth.
