The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 727: Meeting Nangong Again
The illusion changed, and "Ling Sheng" appeared in a training room, where dozens of trainees were busy with experiments.

The monks on the snowy mountain were still in shock.

I didn't expect this girl to be so tough.

Someone secretly looked at Nangong Wan's expression, only to see that her face remained unchanged, but her eyes became a little colder.

But since the scene has shifted to the practical stage, it means that "Ling Sheng" has passed the stage of self-examination.

Of course, passing does not mean passing.

Of course, everyone didn't know that Liu Sheng had already given up, thinking that at worst he would just kidnap the Snow Mountain researchers and force them to do the research...

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my back, as if some huge existence was staring at me.

So the monks on the snowy mountains wrapped their clothes tightly.

And Liu Sheng in his heart exposed his dark thoughts.

[Tsk, I've always wanted to do that, right?]

[It cannot be said, it cannot be said. 】

Back to the present, Liu Sheng looked at the bustling scene in the training room and couldn't help muttering to himself:

"An illusion is just an illusion. How can we study together like this in real life? Wouldn't this affect each other's results?"

Outside the illusion, everyone was laughing.

"I didn't expect this little girl to see things clearly and know that this is absolutely not possible in reality."

"As expected, the waiter from the National Academy is more knowledgeable than those disciples who want to take advantage of this opportunity to fight."

"But there aren't many opportunities for study in the National Academy, right? But now the National Academy rarely opens study halls, so how can the intensity be compared with ours in Snow Mountain?"

"That's right. There are so many training halls on the snowy mountain. She might be here today and have to go to another place to help out tomorrow. She may not be able to handle it."

At this time, someone in the training room called out:
"Hey, waiter! Come and help me mix this Dingling Liquid!"

"Hey, are you deaf?"

Only then did Liu Sheng realize that the other party was calling him.

She then stepped forward, washed her hands, put on the hand guards on the stage, and skillfully mixed the spiritual liquid in the cauldron for the researcher whose face could not be seen clearly.

She observed it and realized that it was the spiritual fluid of the Snow Feather Grass, so she stirred it gently and steadily in a circle from right to left, without even making a sound of the utensils colliding.

These were all the methods of refining and preparing medicines that Tiangong Science had learned back then, but she did not go into the direction of refining medicines later on.

Later, she obtained three doctorates and mastered the experimental rules of the Federation Empire. Now, she seemed more comfortable with slight adjustments, which made the researcher nod his head repeatedly.

After the stirring was completed, another researcher said, "You, come quickly! You need to use your spiritual energy to activate this spiritual tool. You must maintain the balance of the extraction."

Liu Sheng bowed to the researcher who had spoken earlier and placed the gauntlet into the discard box beside him. Then he followed the sound and helped the equally shameless researcher activate the spiritual weapon to ensure stable flow of spiritual energy during the extraction process.

Just as she was concentrating on this diversion work that required great concentration, another voice interrupted: "Hey, come here."

This sentence has no beginning or end, and I don't know what it wants.

Liu Sheng did not stop, still steadily controlling the spiritual energy input, and just said lightly: "First of all, I don't say hello."

"Also, please tell me exactly what you need so that I can better assist you."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused whispers.

There was also a shake of head outside the illusion.

"This girl is arrogant, so I guess she won't be useful."

Many people nodded.

But some trainees disagreed.

"But she's right. Wouldn't it be more efficient to communicate if we stated our requirements earlier?"

"Yeah, I like her like this."

Although the researcher was a little annoyed, he still suppressed his temper and replied impatiently: "Okay, I want you to carve a batch of basic magic array plates for me."

At the same time, another researcher said loudly: "Waiter, I need you to refine lapis lazuli here!"

Liu Sheng then said to the next researcher: "Because the previous requirement came first, I may have to complete the previous task first."

She turned to ask the previous researcher: "How many array plates do you need to carve? What type? I need an estimate of the time."

The monk was impatient, but the other party's question was reasonable, so he answered it anyway.

Liu Sheng quickly calculated in his mind and said calmly, "It will probably take me half a quarter of an hour. Can you wait for me for a moment?"

The man who loudly asked her to refine lapis lazuli was very displeased when he heard this: "Half a minute? I have so many things to do here, how can I wait for you?"

So Liu Sheng looked at the researcher who wanted her to help carve the array plate. The researcher said, "Half a quarter of an hour? Can you do it?"

Liu Sheng nodded: "Of course."

"I originally planned to take an hour. If you can really finish it in half a quarter of an hour, you can go and help him first." The monk smiled grimly, "Of course, the premise is that you can definitely do it."

"Of course, thank you." Liu Sheng looked indifferent.

After saying that, the spiritual energy diversion on Liu Sheng's side was successfully completed.

Throughout the communication process, Liu Sheng's operations remained stable and he did not make any mistakes due to hand shaking due to the conversation, which made the researcher very satisfied.

Afterwards, she rushed to another researcher to refine lapis lazuli for him.

Outside the illusion, everyone was amazed at Liu Sheng's multi-line operation.

"She has a steady mind, which is good."

“Hands are steady too.”

“I can multitask without sacrificing accuracy.”

"Not to mention that she spoke in an orderly manner and arranged things quite well."

"But the only problem is that she can complete thirty stabilization arrays in half a quarter of an hour? Isn't that an exaggeration?" someone questioned first.

Some people also refuted: "But this is not impossible. Senior Sister Nangong also has this ability."

"You are talking about Senior Sister Nangong after all! For someone like me, I can only do ten at most in half an hour."

"I'm OK. I can carve twelve."

"Haha, I can do twenty."

"Words are not enough, why don't we demonstrate it on the spot?"

Everyone had a disagreement and wanted to compete in the art of carving formations.

When Liu Sheng really started to carve the formation plate, several researchers outside the illusion also took out the formation plates and started carving at the same time.

As a result, in just a short while, Liu Sheng completed thirty, and the one with the most had not yet finished carving the fifth one.

"You are ridiculous too. This is not an illusion of synchronization." someone reminded.

“But someone knows her speed.” The researcher who carved the most asked loudly, “Sister Nangong, how long did it take her?”

Nangong Wan said calmly, "In less than half an hour, thirty."

If you count them all, the gap between the monk who carved the most and her is about five.

There was an uproar immediately.

"Ling Sheng, go to my training room. I have a bunch of array plates that need to be carved."

"Don't give me that. Your demand is not as great as mine. I need hundreds of formation plates every day!"

"But don't you think she'd be great for completing other training? I think I need her for the extractions I have there."

Just now they were saying that this person was useless, but now a big snatching drama is unfolding.

While they were still methodically completing various emergency tasks and dealing with the various strange tempers of the trainees, other candidates also arrived halfway up the mountain and entered the illusion to ask their questions.

Those who walked faster and had a smoother conscience gradually entered the trials of the study hall.

But most people were still clumsy and obviously had no idea how to practice and were just trying to force themselves to do it; some were quite familiar with these things and must have done related work in the sect.

But the latter are still a minority, and once faced with multitasking, most people will first panic and then stammer to explain the reasons for their mistakes.

If there is any miscommunication, the researcher will become angry and be "fanned" out of the illusion on the spot, falling back to the foot of the mountain and having to start all over again.

Those who can stay until the end are candidates who can properly arrange the affairs of the trainees and rarely make mistakes. However, if the experiment continues, it will be difficult to keep making no mistakes under the high-intensity and intensive work.

Seeing that the remaining people were becoming more and more flustered and more and more people were being eliminated, everyone couldn't help but worry whether the assessment was too harsh, and they all turned their eyes to Senior Sister Nangong.

Fortunately, Senior Sister Nangong took a deep look at Liu Sheng, who was still calm and organized, and finally waved her hand to put away the illusion.

The next moment, thirty-six figures suddenly appeared in front of the mountain gate halfway up the snow-capped mountain. They suddenly left the scene of the training room and returned to the wind and snow, looking a little confused.

Liu Sheng was among them. He just blinked his eyes and adjusted himself to the sudden change of light and darkness.

"Congratulations, everyone, you've passed the practical test."

"Next, it's the written test."

Then, a familiar voice sounded, echoing among the mountains.

Liu Sheng looked up when he heard the voice. It was Senior Sister Nangong Wan, standing at the foot of the mountain gate with fluttering clothes.