Ye Chun shrugged and sighed: "It seems like later they got burned by some result, and never brought it up again... But don't worry, the council members are very magnanimous, they wouldn't give you a hard time over something small like this."

"..."

Ji Jue was dumbstruck.

"Uh, if I were to withdraw my application now..." He lowered his voice: "Can I get the exam fee back?"

Ye Chun's smile became even brighter.

She raised her arms and crossed them in front of her chest.

"Nope."

Slap!

Professor Ye's righteous punishment descended from the heavens.

No one knew when she had silently appeared behind her. Lifting her hand, she knocked on her head, making her yelp and roll around on the couch in fear and wriggle.

She glared at Ji Jue with tearful eyes.

You set me up!

Ji Jue shrugged regretfully, looking sympathetic: You brought this on yourself...

"You don't need to worry about Gustav's matter," Ye Xian said calmly. "Although he's a rigid guy, he values rules the most. He wouldn't mess with you just because of a little grudge with me.

Instead, you should worry about your own weaknesses.

Whether you pass the exam or not, if you want to go far, there are some classes you still need to take."

She paused, a dangerous glint appearing in her eyes: "You don't think just taking some extra classes elsewhere will solve everything, do you?"

"No!"

Ji Jue stared, answering loudly and firmly: "Tide Sound Workshop is my home. I only have one teacher, you! I don't acknowledge anyone else! How could I take any unauthorized wild classes outside?!"

As for Jian Yuan?

Where did that old man come from! Get lost!

"Is that so?"

Professor Ye seemed relieved, showing a smile that made Ji Jue's skin crawl.

Then, the hand she had behind her back slowly raised, holding a hefty book as thick as Ji Jue's head. The gilded letters on the cover reflected a cold light that made one shiver.

—"Past Taiyi Ring Craftsman Exam Written Questions Collection (Cataclysm Era 109-401)"

She gently placed the book in Ji Jue's hands and patted his shoulder: "Some things, even if the association doesn't test on them, I will."

"Just in time, the exam starts next week, there's still enough time."

She said: "Don't push yourself too hard, just finish before the exam starts."

"..."

Ji Jue blankly lowered his head, opened the cover, and looked at the thin, almost translucent pages. He estimated the overwhelming amount of questions that could cause a sudden brain hemorrhage.

Dryly, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Holding onto his last hope, he looked at Ye Chun on the sofa, eyes tearful, pleading.

Sister Senior, help?

Save me?

Ye Chun sneered, coldly turning her gaze away.

She even opened another bag of chips.

Sister Senior is dead, you chose this yourself, you fool!

And so, it was decided.

No indulging and fun before the exam, not even time for a last meal. In the distant future, in the forty-first decade of the Cataclysm Era, in the dark world, there was only extra classes.

Due to health reasons, Ji Jue, who had missed half a month's classes, was kicked into the workshop's basement to return to his day-and-night question-drilling life.

He didn't even dare to close his eyes and daydream.

Every mistake would be marked by Professor Ye, and if he made the same type of error a second time, she would give him a free extra thick note and analysis on the related topic.

Eat when hungry, drink when thirsty, sleep when tired.

The soul growth from Transformation Rank and physical fitness enhanced by Zhou Chong didn't even allow him to pass out on the spot. Not to mention, there were plenty of alchemy potions, it was hard to die suddenly.

From initial restlessness and crying, to gradually getting used to it and becoming immersed, until finally, completely numb.

Became a question-solving machine.

So much so, that a week later, when Ye Chun dragged him out of the basement by the nose, he was completely out of it, eyes dull.

Still drooling...

"How many is this?"

Ye Chun raised three fingers and waved them in front of him.

No response.

"He's done for, oh my!"

Ye Chun was shocked, "He's gone dumb!"

From the study, a calm voice came: "Leave him alone, he'll be fine in a bit."

But finding this rare amusing situation, Ye Chun thought for a moment, rational analysis, then lightly hammered her small fist into her palm, silently grinning.

She took out a marker from her pocket...

—Cliff City's Sixteenth Friendship Cup Doodling Championship Runner-up, on duty!

It wasn't until she finished drawing the fourth lively little turtle that Ji Jue's eyes finally moved.

But his gaze bypassed her fingers and fell on her face.

"..."

Countless theories and formulas still flooded his mind.

His black and red eyes shrank, like dimmed embers, instinctively grasping her wrist, automatically analyzing—Human, female, twenty-three years old, balanced blood, weak spiritual quality, unusual four-liquid index, internal disharmony, suspected excessive blessing interference, tight base structure, impossible to analyze...

In an instant, all perceptions disappeared.

As if sensing external probing, everything vanished into thick fog, impossible to see, making him more confused, instinctively grabbing and repeatedly probing.

But found no traces.

This shouldn't be, what's going on? That kind of unprecedented spiritual composition and massive structure seemingly merged with the soul, it couldn't be an illusion, right?

Why did the temperature increase? About one degree, abnormal blood flow speed, heart rate accelerated, hmm? Soft, fragrant, what's this... residual essential oil?

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