There was a long silence that stretched for minutes within the hall, to the five hundred and thirty eight participants of the prestigious Zen Utopia competition for mech designers who had passed the third test they were now faced with another challenge. Only two hundred of them would be needed to advance to the next stage. This meant that over three hundred who passed would still fail.
Priscilla looked at the holographic screen before her worktable loading their results. She looked over at Alto who seemed unusually calm in such a pressing moment, he was always carrying a calculated look in his eyes, to her she felt he knew he would pass regardless. After all the internals he had worked on did not show any flaw and they fit perfectly with her work on the externals.
