Global Examination

Chapter 30

Guess Who I Am

Chapter 30: Diary

“I’m a little confused.........”

Chen Bin pointed at the gravestone and whispered, “What does this mean?”

You Huo didn’t immediately answer.

He took a few steps and moved to another location that was dug up by a pair of ghost arms.

A second gravestone was revealed.

Name: Chu Xiaonan.

Examination ticket number: 860575-04221703-1124

I will always miss you.

Gravestone was set up by: Villager B.

Address: Chars Village, house number 2.

On the photo was a woman with an egg-shaped face. She had her hair in a high ponytail and wasn’t smiling. She looked both refined and capable.

If you let down her hair and messed it up a little, added a thick scarf, coupled that with a long winter coat that went down to her knees and also included a set of cracked, pale lips........

It was that woman who was always smashing the ice by the river.

Everyone’s expression turned even more ugly.

They stood there in silence for a moment. They then all began to dig.

The third, fourth, fifth......

The area they searched grew broader and broader, and more and more gravestones were exposed. There were so many, they couldn’t help but feel their scalp go numb.

One after another, they uncovered familiar faces.

For example, the two other villagers who regularly went to the river, and also the village chief......

Chen Bin’s face was ghostly pale.

He no longer needed to confirm it. He could clearly understand what was going on——–

Those villagers who looked dull and lifeless were all once examinees.

Those people who are now referred to as “ABCD” were not originally NPC’s of this village. They once had a name.

You Huo squatted before a gravestone and looked up into the distance.

From where they were, they couldn’t see the ends of the woods.

They couldn’t spend the whole night here digging. Even if they didn’t eat or sleep, they wouldn’t be able to finish digging up this entire place.

The number of people buried here would be a mystery even until the very end.

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Old Yu muttered in fear: “What is this? Why did they become villagers? And......and with so many graves here, if all the examinees became villagers then how could there only be eighteen households?”

“There’s something here!” Yu Yao suddenly called out.

She knelt before Zhao Wentu’s gravestone and held up a clear waterproof bag.

“Where did you find it?” You Huo walked over.

“It was buried here.” Yu Yao pointed to the ground.

Her large belly made it inconvenient for her to move around, so she was slowly digging along the edge of Zhao Wentu’s gravestone.

She didn’t have to dig long to uncover this waterproof bag.

“It’s probably something left behind by Zhao Wentu.” Yu Yao said.

You Huo opened the waterproof bag and took out the book. Just as he was about to open it, he paused.

He looked down at Zhao Wentu’s gravestone and said: “Borrowing it to take a look.”

He said this very quietly, like a casual grunt. No one heard him apart from the invigilator who was forced to follow him around.

Hearing his words, Qin Jiu’s eyes flickered slightly. He looked at him for a while.

The young man on the gravestone continued to smile.

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The person living in villager A’s house had changed. The new one turned out to be Lin Tang who had died on the first day.

It really was Lin Tang, not someone who resembled him. Even the mole was exactly the same.

He looked very dazed and would dig for ice together with the other villagers. The scariest thing was that he didn’t recognise us anymore and no longer remembered his name.

He said his name was villager A. The previous villager had left, and he had only moved in today.

Then......does that mean that you are freed once you receive a doll? And the examinees who were killed would replace them as the new villager

It is now seven o’clock at night. There are only three of us left.

I think.....I probably won’t be able to get through this exam. Although I have mentally prepared myself for this with every exam, it is still a little sad thinking about it.

I hope that girl would be able to live a little longer. We have troubled her too much in this exam.

If there is a 1 in 10,000 chance and we are able to successfully pass..........I hope to see her again at another city. At that time, I would change my self-introduction and try to get to know her again.

Alright, I’m probably just being too wishful.

-Day 5 of Foreign Language.-

I was cut, but I was resurrected.

I still have my arms and legs, but it feels strange to touch, like cotton.

If this was what it meant to be alive........

I can no longer remember what happened yesterday.

While there’s still time, I need to dig a grave.

I hope I can remember who I am after digging one.

I wish her sweet dreams.

My name is Zhao Wentu.

My name is Zhao Wentu..........

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The actual diary came to an abrupt stop here. The last entry showed signs of incoherence.

On the reverse side of this entry were the words, “My name is Zhao Wentu” filling the page. As it was written, the words became more and more awkward and crooked.

At the very last line, there was only one word: “My”.

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After reading Zhao Wentu’s diary, everyone’s heart went cold.

Judging from the contents of the diary, the gravestone was probably set up by Zhan Wentu himself.

He had constantly repeated his name as he stood there in desperate attempt to make himself remember it a little longer.

But the moment he wrote “Rest in peace”, he had become villager D and he no longer remembered anything.

Occasionally, he would suddenly feel that he did not belong there, and he would also suddenly feel that a visitor appeared familiar, but he could never explain why.

As a result, he had become known as the crazy man.

When the ghost limbs cut them up, they said that obedient guests could live, while disobedient ones could only die?

Could this still be considered living?

The severing of the arms and legs was like a curse. Cursed examinees would become villagers and be forever bound to this village whilst bearing the name of villager ABCD until the day an examinee gives them the correct doll.

At that time, they could finally truly pass on......

It was no wonder those villagers were so afraid of the black widow. It was because they also used to be examinees.

No wonder they were reluctant to enter the woods. It was because their own graves were there.

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You Huo finished reading the final page and closed the diary expressionlessly.

He shoved the diary back into the waterproof bag and intended to bury it back in place, but he eventually changed his mind.

Holding the bag, he said: “Let’s go.” “Go where?” Everyone had not yet recovered from their emotions. They were very confused.

You Huo: “I don’t want to take the test anymore. Gifting all the dolls out tonight.”

The words “gifting the dolls” were spoken by this great master, but his expression said “bomb the exam”.

KK has something to say:

Poor villagers.... ????