Chapter 63 Simulation 4
Chapter 63 Simulation 4
Guo Xiqin went to collect the remaining answer sheets, leaving Fang Yingyue alone in her seat to think quietly. After about fifteen minutes, Fang Yingyue stood up in frustration, looked around, and saw that Teacher Yue and Guo Xiqin were both busy. She then sat down again in frustration and recalculated over and over again.
Unfortunately, after calculating it three times, the answer still pointed to a number she didn't want to see—603.
The original answer to the Yingtian Scroll question was 381. She moved the Four Symbols and Five Elements Array in the original question by one position, thinking it would only add 20 variations of numbers, and gave the answer 401. But in reality, it connected hundreds of variations...
In short—she made a mistake…
This is going to be embarrassing!
She just gave Cai Fei a zero score in front of everyone, and now she wants to change it back. It's a classic case of slapping herself in the face. I wonder how everyone will look at her.
"That damn Cai Fei!" she cursed inwardly, then immediately felt guilty.
If I hadn't been so eager to give him a warning, I wouldn't have given him a zero without even looking at it. Now look what's happened, I've embarrassed myself in the whole hospital!
Fang Yingyue gritted her teeth and smashed them with a "pop." In her anger, she used too much force and accidentally broke the writing brush in her hand. The broken piece flew out horizontally and hit the fat man, Huang, who was looking at the score with his hands behind his back, with a "smack."
"Teacher Fang?" Fatty Huang covered his face and looked at Fang Yingyue, while the people around him were also stunned.
"There's a question that was graded incorrectly; you can correct it."
Fang Yingyue was so ashamed that she pounded on the table in front of her, put away Ying Tian and Jiang Xidie's test papers, kept only her own answers, circled the cross on Cai Fei's answer sheet for question 19, stood up and left to go back to her cave to rest!
Fatty Huang covered his face and watched Fang Yingyue walk away. Filled with doubt, he returned to the grading table and then his eyes widened in surprise.
He was accompanied by three or four onlookers, including Teacher Yue and the female cultivator who was proctoring the Earth Class exam.
She watched as the chubby boy trembled, holding his breath, carefully checking his answers several times; she watched as he solemnly put a checkmark on question number 19; she watched as he picked up a red pen and wrote a bold "100" on the first page; she watched as he raised his hands in celebration, holding the answer sheet high as if celebrating some great victory, running around the cave; she watched as the surrounding cultivators turned to the chubby boy like sunflowers, their eyes filled with unusual fondness and eagerness...
"He handed in his paper half an hour early and still got a perfect score!" The female proctor was utterly bewildered. "No wonder I was stuck at the seventh level! With such a genius taking the exam right under my nose, I was just looking at handsome guys..."
"Teacher Yue, could you perhaps give these students from the Earth Class a little extra attention?" Amidst the noise, Guo Lichan approached Teacher Yue and whispered, "Cai Fei and the others seem to have a good chance. If they get in, the academy will certainly not be stingy with the prize money..."
"I'll try to provide some materials, but a lecture is out of the question. After all, I was invited by Xingyue," Teacher Yue declined with a smile, then casually asked, "Can they solve the funding problem? Or are they all like Cai Fei, who probably raised so much money in Aolai?"
"Where? Those who can go to the Great Wilderness are all talented people. Xingyue is willing to pay 100 million, but other companies are not?" Guo Lichan calmly pointed out the key point.
That's right! Just because a few people in Class 1D are unwilling to take money from Xingyue doesn't mean they won't take money from other places!
These words were like a wake-up call. The female examiner looked up abruptly and met Guo Lichan's smiling eyes.
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At the same time that the academy was busy settling scores.
My Home Ridge, shrouded in twilight.
Two figures slid along the shadows of the mountain ridge, silently slipping into the top of the ridge and climbing like monkeys to the lush ginkgo tree in the center of the stone platform.
"Just lie still and practice how to hide."
The young assassin, Wu, perched on a horizontal branch, looked down at the tree and gave orders. He was in his early thirties, already at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and his tone was full of impatience.
The mission was not to kill anyone, but simply to injure an old cultivator to lure Cai Fei home. The task was so simple that he didn't even bother to prepare. Given the organization's usual cautious approach, sending two people was completely unnecessary.
Yu, the follower, nodded and silently disappeared into the depths of the tree canopy. He was over fifty years old and had only just reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. In this line of work, he was only fit to run errands.
Soon after, Xu Ping'an, having finished his patrol, returned to the mountaintop with several children.
The old man had white hair and beard, but his back was still straight. Several children followed him, asking him questions about the various herbs in their hands.
"Grandpa, is this lizard root?" A seven or eight-year-old boy came over, holding up a handful of herbs.
"You're wrong." Xu Pingan chuckled and patted the boy's forehead. "This is madder root, used to stop bleeding. Lizard root is thicker and redder. If you admit it again, you'll miss out on a bird egg for dinner."
The boy stuck out his tongue, and the other children around him burst into laughter.
There were children from the Xu family here, as well as orphans who had come from other places to seek refuge. The old man never made any distinctions; he taught them all the same and spoiled them all the same.
Yu's gaze suddenly froze.
A few ordinary people walked along the mountain path, the one in the lead carrying a basket on his back—although he had lost an arm and had a scar on his face, he was very familiar with this man's face.
That was his ordinary brother!
He wasn't on the mountain the night Yujia Village was breached. When he rushed back, all that was left was scorched earth. He thought the entire village had perished in the fire.
But at that moment, the younger brother was standing there, and although he was missing an arm, he was chatting and laughing with the people around him. The limping woman holding a winnowing basket not far behind him was none other than his sister-in-law!
Turning back, among the several little boys surrounding Xu Ping'an, one had eyes and eyebrows that were remarkably similar to his younger brother's.
Yu's eyes instantly reddened.
He had been in this line of work for three or four years, killed many people, and nearly killed himself many times. He thought he was already cold-blooded, but at this moment, even his breathing became disordered.
It turns out that there are still members of the Yu family alive, living in Wujialing!
"The intelligence is fine, just one old Xiu—I'm logging off." Wu's telepathic message came from another treetop, as cold as a knife.
A dark figure descended from the sky, and Wu leaped down, immediately launching an attack upon landing.
With a casual wave of his hand, a commoner carrying firewood was sent flying several feet away, crashing into a stone mill with a muffled groan. Then, with another palm strike from mid-air, the one-armed man and his companions all tumbled to the ground...
"Get inside the courtyard!" At the old mountain lord's shout, all the common people scrambled and crawled into the small courtyard.
The vine array set up outside the courtyard was activated instantly, with vines as thick as a child's arm lashing out from all directions. Assassin Wu nimbly dodged and weaved, not in a hurry to attack, but only wandering around the perimeter, waiting for the old man to exhaust his spiritual energy.
"I'll help you!" Yu shouted, leaping down from the treetop. He was swept away by a huge vine in mid-air, stumbled upon landing, and fell right next to Wu.
Wu was about to scold him for being nosy when he suddenly felt a chill in his chest.
A dagger pierced through his back and exited through his heart.
Wu looked down at the tip of the knife, his face full of disbelief. He made two "hoarse" sounds in his throat and collapsed to the ground.
"you……"
"Excuse me, my family is here." The henchman, Yu, squatted down, pulled out a bloodstained dagger, and wiped it clean on the assassin Wu's clothes. "Anyone who dares to touch them, I'll kill them."
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