Confusing Test

Walking a little, they soon arrived in front of a relatively large machine. It had a large, round red mattress in the center, with a meter just above it. The man next to Arthur then said:

"This is the strength meter. Use your most powerful stroke and it will measure your strength level. It is essential to define your rating." His tone was calm and impassive.

Arthur nodded and positioned himself in front of the machine. He then raised his fist and placed it as if he were pulling an arrow in the bow. He then stepped forward and punched the machine.

POW!

The numbers on the machine started to skyrocket.

100!

200!

300!

330!

350!

Ding!

After the 'Ding', the value on the machine stopped rising and stagnated at 350. Arthur found it very strange and soon asked the man.

"Why is the value so low? Is this machine broken or something?" Confusion was plastered on his face. He remembered that his Strength stat was 49, so it wasn't supposed to be a bigger number on the machine?

"There is nothing wrong with the machine. In fact, your numbering is already quite high. This means that you are at least 3.5 times stronger than an average adult. But if instead of asking if something with the machine is wrong, why can't it be with you? " After leaving the last sentence, the man soon started to move to another machine.

Arthur, who had been left behind, had an even more confused expression on his face 'What do you mean something is wrong with me? With all my strength, how can there be something wrong? '

With that thought corroding his mind, Arthur followed after the man and soon arrived in front of another machine.

This time, it was not just a machine, but like a six-mouthed cannon.

"Do you see that line? Stand behind it for the agility test to begin. Dodging balls is worth 1 point, while catching them is worth 2 points. Being hit by 5 balls counts as a defeat. Trying to capture and failing also counts as a hit ball. " In his impassive tone, the man informed Arthur.

Seeing where the line was, 10 meters from the machine, Arthur stood behind it, his thoughts still being distorted by the strength test.

"Ready?" The man asked, about to hit the start button.

After preparing, Arthur nodded and focused his vision on the machine.

After the man pressed the start button, the machine slowly started to spin, and soon a ball came out at an impressive speed.

In Arthur's eyes, the ball was coming out very slowly, and it didn't take much effort to grab it. As soon as he caught it, he released the ball, which bounced away from him. This scene became more common and faster.

10 balls!

20 balls!

50 balls!

The balls came out faster and faster, and when he reached the 50th ball, the cannon started shooting two balls at a time at the same speed. Arthur's work has become more difficult, but still manageable.

60 balls!

80 balls!

100 balls!

Just like before, when he reached the 100th, three balls started to be thrown at a time and Arthur was already starting to sweat, as the speed of the balls must have reached 50m / s. He was trying very hard to catch the three balls, but he was still able to handle the situation. His catches became faster and he didn't even hold the ball, just grabbed it with his hand like a shell and tossed it backwards.

120 balls!

140 balls!

150 balls!

With an incredible speed of 75m / s, four balls started to be thrown at a time and Arthur was no longer able to keep up with the speed and catch all the balls at the same time. Staying on the safer side, he abandoned the idea of ​​taking them all and was only capturing two and dodging the others. His movements became more refined and his body obeyed his commands with greater precision.

160 balls!

170 balls!

180 balls!

Arthur could only catch one ball now and was forced to dodge the others.

190 balls!

200 balls!

As soon as the balls started to come five at a time with a speed of 100m / s, Arthur was quickly hit by all of them without even having a chance to deflect.

"Congratulations, sir. 370 points! Next!" Despite giving news that seems impressive, the man's tone of voice seems to turn everything into an ordinary achievement.

Inside, Arthur was even more confused, and that was undermining his confidence in himself. 'Why do I keep getting scores that seem to be lower than what the system says I have? What the hell is this?' Along with the confusion, anger and frustration started to appear as well, but he was able to control it.

Before Arthur could think of anything else, the man immediately said, "The next test is IQ. The goal is to answer as many questions as possible in 1 hour. Your score will be inferred by the number of questions divided by time." As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out a question book and pen for Arthur to start answering.

Receiving the notebook and pen, Arthur asked, "And where am I going to answer? Don't you have a table or chair to help?"

"No. The test starts now!" The man then pulled out a stopwatch and pressed to start counting.

Understanding the situation immediately, Arthur put his worries aside and scanned the room. The best place he found to take the test was the office desk in the room. Then, as Arthur opened his notebook and read all the questions, he ran to the table.

As soon as he got there, he had already read 15 questions and knew his answers. To save time, he quickly removed the pen cap and responded while reading. The questions mainly involved finding patterns in phrases, images and symbols. Arthur soon answered 50 questions and not even 1 minute had passed. His speed of response was surprising and his rate only came down after answering 300 questions.

After that, the questions started to get bigger and more complex, involving scientific and exact knowledge such as basic mathematics, physics, chemistry and biology.

After the 500th, patterns seen in the previous questions started to appear in the questions and letters were replaced by symbols, also seen previously. Issues such as geography and world history also began to be presented.

After the 800th question, Arthur was taking 10 to 12 seconds to answer and the further he went, the more difficult it became, as philosophical knowledge began to be presented, and any word in the text followed patterns completely out of logic.

When the 1 hour to answer was over, Arthur had answered a total of 890 questions. His brain was burning, but that was all. He was not understanding any new subject, but just using what he knew, so his intelligence statistic did not go up as it did the other time.

"890 points! Definitely very impressive, sir. Noteworthy!" With great surprise, the man announced to Arthur. It wasn't every day that a man with a huge IQ would show up. After that he immediately continued: "I would like to inform you that you passed the test. Come on, we will fill in your details and you will be officially considered a mercenary!"

Even with great doubt of his previous scores, Arthur was still happy that he passed the test with ease.

'I will finally be able to fight!'