I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 387 Silence is Cambridge tonight
"As Principal Lin once said, there are no cheat questions on the exam of life; you can only overcome difficulties step by step."

Qiu Xiaomei's desire to attend agricultural school was unwavering. She couldn't remember the difference between "an" and "ang," but she could remember every word Lin Xiaohe had said.

Only the billions of people on the physical planet Earth who are constantly watching the trial grounds know how much turmoil they felt when they heard Qiu Xiaomei refuse without hesitation!

The members of the Huaxia emergency response team nearly fainted.

The assistant pinched Old Chen's philtrum hard.

Old Chen's face was like a distorted canvas, a mixture of joy, anticipation, and despair, his facial muscles simply unable to keep up with his rollercoaster-like emotions.

"Oh dear, oh dear oh dear."

No words could accurately express his regret; only repeated sighs of "Oh dear!" could evoke a profound sense of sorrow.

The others in the meeting room felt the same way; they wished they could rush into the training ground, shake Qiu Xiaomei's shoulders, and tell her, "Ask away! Ask away!"

People from other countries have mixed feelings.

President Trump of the United States said very frankly: "I am worried that we will not pass the test of civilization, but I am more worried that a certain major Eastern power will pass the test of civilization. Qiu, well done."

On the training ground, amidst the snow and ice, Qiu Xiaomei made rows of adorable little ducks using snow clamps.

The small ice ball made by Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush is still suspended in the air, with a thin wisp of snowflakes extending down around it, as if flowing down along an invisible funnel.

Here, snowflakes extend from mid-air all the way to the little snow duck, swirling around like clouds and mist.

Qiu Xiaomei was very curious and wanted to reach out to touch it, but Ma Liang stopped her with his magic paintbrush: "Don't touch it, it will hurt you."

Qiu Xiaomei listened to advice and immediately suppressed her curiosity about the snowflakes, turning around and running back: "Wait for me, I'm going to get something."

Qiu Xiaomei struggled and ran back, carrying a small plastic bucket: "Let's make an ice sculpture together, how about a castle?"

No need for Ma Liang's magic paintbrush to answer; Qiu Xiaomei's actions are incredibly efficient.

The snowflakes weren't very soft; they clumped together when squeezed.

Qiu Xiaomei was pressing snow blocks rather than making ice sculptures.

Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, said dryly, "You did it wrong. You could make a model beforehand, and then let steam from boiling water rise from beneath it for a long time. The steam would condense on the surface of the model, and after a certain period of time, you could remove the model..."

"Brother Ma," Qiu Xiaomei looked up at Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush and said seriously, "Will you help me or not?"

Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, remained silent for a moment before replying, "Help."

The two worked together to build a castle that was one meter high.

Above the castle, an ice ball, brighter than crystal, slowly rotated.

This was the roughest, smallest, and most ordinary artwork that Ma Liang had ever made with his magic paintbrush, yet it allowed him to experience the feeling of picking up a paintbrush for the first time.

"Little Sister Qiu".

"Ok?"

"You will face two tests this time, one overt and one covert. The one overt is the test I set. I will use the training ground as a canvas to create a magnificent work of art. Your task is to create a work of art that is even more beautiful than mine."

Qiu Xiaomei's scalp tingled at the mention of an exam, and she looked extremely troubled: "Are there any standard answers?"

Ma Liang, the magic paintbrush, chuckled and said, "No. Every time I create art, I give it my all. So, I don't know what artwork could be better than what I'm about to make."

Qiu Xiaomei hung her head and said weakly, "Okay, there's still one more test question."

“I don’t know either, that was a question set by another examiner.” Qiu Xiaomei picked up the snow clipper from the ground, grabbed five little ducks, picked out the most perfect one, and gave it to Ma Liang with his magic paintbrush: “Thank you. Actually, I’ve already told you everything I know about the First Central Agricultural School of Blue Star. Oh, I forgot to tell you, Principal Lin’s full name is Lin Xiaohe.”

"Lin Xiaohe?" Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, spoke with utmost seriousness, as if he had made some kind of vow with Qiu Xiaomei. "I will remember this name. In addition, I can also tell you that I will freeze all the oceans, rivers, and lakes of the entire planet Blue into ice, and then take these ice blocks to the atmosphere or space to complete a huge ice sculpture."

Qiu Xiaomei didn't quite understand what this meant, and said blankly, "It sounds like an incredibly huge project."

"It's alright, your planet isn't big enough, so this project isn't too troublesome."

Qiu Xiaomei: "After you finish your ice sculpture, will you return the ocean to us?"

"Of course not. This work will endure through the ages and become the most dazzling piece in my art collection."

Qiu Xiaomei's eyes widened: "What will we do if we run out of water?"

"This is exactly part of the exam question."

Qiu Xiaomei was unhappy and muttered, "I've never been to the beach before. Mom promised me that if I get a perfect score this semester, she'll take me to go beachcombing. You've destroyed the ocean, what am I supposed to play with?"

Sensing Qiu Xiaomei's dejection, Ma Liang pursed his lips and said, "I'll leave the little ice hockey puck with you; I won't take it with me."

"Hmph!" Qiu Xiaomei complained, "Can't you stop ruining our water and try a different artistic approach?"

Ma Liang, with his magic paintbrush, struggled to say, "But I can't find any other art forms. I once made specimens of all the creatures on an entire planet, turning that planet into a corpse planet."

"To see the flames of a collision, I once altered the trajectory of an asteroid so that it collided with the nearest star. I must say, that scene was truly spectacular."

Qiu Xiaomei closed her drooping chin with her hand, interrupting Ma Liang's reminiscence, and said dryly, "Okay, I think you're pretty good at ice sculpting."

"Thank you for your support. My inspiration is flowing freely, and I'm going to finish my work now."

A white comet streaked across the sky, and the temperature dropped another 5°C.

"Achoo!" Qiu Xiaomei squatted on the ground, somewhat questioning her life.

Was everything I just experienced a dream?

"It's getting colder, hurry back inside." Old Qiu came out to look for his niece and found her standing blankly in the snow.

Qiu Xiaomei turned her head away, not daring to look Qiu Laoda in the eye, and said guiltily, "Big Brother, there's something I want to tell you."

……

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

There was a near three-second silence both inside and outside the Civilization Trial Arena.

Immediately, public opinion exploded.

[Singaporean netizen: Are you kidding me?! The questions were leaked just like that?! You should have said you liked playing with kids! It's not like we don't have kids in our country!]

[Korean netizens: The ice sculptures are ours! Our Ice and Snow World is renowned worldwide. Dear alien friends, please take a look.]

[Japanese netizens expressed envy and jealousy: We made a mistake! If we had known this would happen, we should have used our femininity!]

[American netizens: This is unfair! This is cheating!]

[A Chinese netizen chuckled: Sincerity is the ultimate weapon. Who can blame them when Qiu Xiaomei is so lovable and charming!]

I suspect that tomorrow's two chapters will be banned...