The transmission began.
An instantaneous feeling of weightlessness and dizziness washed over her.
The next second, she felt solid ground beneath her feet.
But arriving even sooner was a stench so tangible it was suffocating, an assault on the senses.
Seraphina Sullivan: !!!
’Didn’t I put on my Anti-Poison Mask?’
’How can it still smell this bad?’
It was a foul odor that defied precise description.
But now, the stench had manifested as a thick, yellowish-green mist.
The mist wasn’t just acrid; it even made her eyes burn.
Even with her Anti-Poison Mask, Seraphina was still slightly affected.
’This is practically a bioweapon.’
’I’ve really run into a ’cesspool’ level environment!’
Seraphina wailed internally.
Of course, she wasn’t the only one affected.
Every candidate who came through the portal, no matter how composed they were before, now had a strained look on their face.
Soon, however, the Purification Sets they wore nullified the air’s effects on them.
But the others weren’t so lucky.
Many instinctively covered their noses and mouths.
"HURK—!"
Some broke down completely.
The moment they landed, they doubled over and began to vomit violently. The smell of their sick mixed with the already unbearable stench, creating a secondary assault.
"Help! This gas is toxic! My throat! My eyes!"
Seraphina saw some Players shouting in terror.
However, after the last candidate emerged, the exam supervisor and the tall, sturdy man who had led them here coldly put away the Space Transmission Ring.
It was as if they hadn’t seen the crowd’s miserable state at all.
The supervisor’s voice, amplified by some device, echoed coldly across the death zone shrouded in yellowish-green mist:
"The assessment begins now! Clear out the Junk Monsters in this area! Those who survive after the cleanup is complete will successfully become Purification Envoys. I wish you... good luck!"
Seraphina looked up at the Sky-Hole in the distance.
’What kind of garbage could possibly spew out such a horrifying smell?’
"Here!" Nelly Nash suddenly handed her a small sphere.
Seraphina froze.
She looked at the sphere.
[Clear Flavor Ball]
Effect: When activated, clears special odors within a one-meter radius of the bearer.
Seraphina was a little surprised to see this item.
Seeing that Nelly Nash was completely unaffected by the stench, Seraphina understood.
Clearly, the Clear Flavor Ball was very effective, working on the same principle as her own Flavor Isolator.
It was just that Seraphina’s Flavor Isolator was currently back in her RV in the real world.
"Thanks!"
"Don’t mention it. Didn’t we agree to cooperate?"
Seraphina hadn’t expected it; this leader-like Nelly Nash was surprisingly nice.
"Let’s go. A Sky-Hole that produces Junk Monsters with such a horrifying smell obviously won’t be easy to deal with."
"Right!"
As Seraphina adapted to the extremely hostile environment, she quickly scanned the other candidates’ movements out of the corner of her eye.
Especially her primary targets of interest.


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