The process of deification began with the discovery of hidden information in divine objects.

"Why did you reject me? Do you think I'm not pretty?"

Xu Jingwen blinked her big eyes, her watery pupils filled with doubt.

She moved slightly closer to Su Ziye, and a unique girlish fragrance emanated from her.

A sense of vigilance rose in Su Ziye's heart.

"Sure enough, the prettier the woman, the more dangerous she is; she even pretends to be pitiful."

Women will only affect the speed at which he makes money/draws his sword/becomes stronger. He will absolutely not be influenced by Xu Jingwen. He will firmly follow the path he has chosen!

"Xu, you are very good-looking, beautiful, and outstanding. No normal man would refuse you. But my mother taught me from a young age that boys should protect themselves and keep themselves pure when they are out in the world."

"I'm sorry, I can't date you. I'm just an ordinary person from a very different family. Our family backgrounds are too different. It's not a good match. I'm sorry."

"I'm late for class, I have to go now."

Su Ziye's tone carried a maturity and detachment beyond his years.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left, his refusal swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Hesitation gives others an opportunity to take advantage, leads to wavering, and ultimately results in defeat. Villains often die from talking too much.

Make a clean break when necessary; dragging things out will only lead to trouble.

Xu Jingwen watched Su Ziye's departing figure, biting her lip, her expression somewhat complicated.

"Did I just confess my feelings and get rejected?"

Xu Jingwen pouted, a look of surprise in her eyes.

"I actually got rejected?!"

She stomped her foot hard, somewhat annoyed.

It wasn't because she really liked Su Ziye and couldn't live without him; it was more like the resentment of having a favorite toy run away.

"Midnight! This way, quick!"

When Su Ziye arrived at the playground, the roll call before class had only been halfway through.

He crouched low, using his agile movements to cover himself with the students in the back row, and silently slipped into the line, precisely squeezing next to Zhang Fengmian.

"Su Ziye!"

"arrive!"

He immediately raised his hand in response.

Teacher Wang Yiwei's gaze lingered on him briefly, but he didn't delve into it and continued with the roll call process.

After roll call, several school staff members pushed in two carts of miscellaneous items covered with dust cloths.

Wang Yiwei cleared his throat, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, his expression serious.

"Today's lesson will cover two topics. First, it will be the last divinity test of your high school career. Those who score below 30 on this test will be assigned to social service majors and will be directly assigned jobs after graduation. This means... you will lose the qualification to take the college entrance exam and pursue further education."

Wang Yiwei pushed up his glasses, his tone somewhat serious, and his gaze lingered on Su Ziye for a long time.

The students couldn't help but swallow hard, their faces showing tension and fear.

Several students even looked desperate.

"Oh no... I've been assigned a job!"

"God help me, please make my divinity score greater than 30!"

"I'm willing to sacrifice my roommate's 30 years of single life, just please give me a divine score of over 30!"

The whispers that followed made Su Ziye's heart race with tension.

In this world, being assigned a job is not a good thing.

Social services is the cornerstone of maintaining the operation of society, supplying grassroots service personnel such as delivery drivers, cashiers, drivers, and ordinary construction workers.

Because the top figures possess divine artifacts and extraordinary power, the basic base is controlled by absolute force, maintaining absolute stability.

Divinity is the foundation of everything, like a magnet. With sufficient divinity, money, power, strength, and social status will all come to you.

"As for the second item,"

Wang Yiwei continued.

"As everyone knows, our school possesses two low-grade divine artifacts, the [Immovable Vajra] and the [Taiyin Jade Tree Sapling], but after undergoing numerous baptisms over the years, their divine essence has been severely depleted. The school urgently needs to find a third divine artifact to replenish them. This time, a batch of cultural relics was newly unearthed from Pit 2 of Yinxu, and we have decided to let everyone participate in sensing them to see if we can awaken a new miracle."

"Now, let's begin with the divinity test. Everyone, please come forward in order of your student ID number."

The testing principle is simple: a divine servant teacher, using his own divinity as a guide, resonates with and stimulates the latent divinity within the students, thereby quantifying their scores.

The so-called servants of the gods are those who do not participate in the handling of divine objects, possess divine authority, or learn divine arts, but are baptized by the power of divine objects and master the methods of cultivation.

Ninety-nine percent of the cultivators in this world are servants of the gods.

Divine artifacts are only in the hands of powerful figures; there are no more than five divine artifacts in the entire Southern District!

Aoba High School has two items, and the three major families each have one.

However, the Wang family recently unearthed a Fire Banner of Zhu Rong, an exceptionally precious divine artifact, but the news was somehow leaked out.

It was then stolen by an unknown thief, who has now fled to another area. The Wang family has dispatched a large number of divine servants to hunt him down, and other families have also made moves.

"Number One, Xu Kun."

"Divinity score of 45, not bad."

"Number two, Zhang Yu."

"Divinity, 29, I'm sorry, you'll be going to study social services."

"Teacher, please, give me another test! I got 29 points, just one point short of passing!"

A pretty, somewhat tall girl pleaded with red eyes.

But Wang Yiwei shook his head seriously.

"The score is what it is, and you should also know that even if you reach the passing grade, such a low level of divinity will not make you a servant of the gods. The competition for ordinary divine positions is very fierce, and you may not be able to stand out."

Wang Yiwei's expression made Zhang Yu turn pale.

"Teacher, I have a sick mother, and my younger brother is still in school... I..."

Her voice even sounded like she was about to cry.

"I'm sorry, but I really can't help it; it's the rule."

Some were happy, some were sad. Su Ziye's face was heavy. This world is just that cruel!

Without divinity, one can only be a beast of burden. Even if one manages to score over 30 points, it only grants them the right to compete, but whether they can stand out in the fierce competition remains an unknown.

As for becoming a servant of God, one's divinity must be above 70 points before the school will allow you to undergo a divine baptism.

Even so, there's no guarantee you'll get into a junior college!

The baptism of divine objects is just the beginning. To truly embark on the path of cultivation, the resources required are an astonishing expense that poor families simply cannot afford.

Unless an ordinary person possesses exceptional talent, joins a powerful organization, and gains investment to build their own brand, they will not be able to achieve success.

Otherwise, turning their lives around is simply a pipe dream. For an ordinary person like Zhang Yu, who is good-looking and has a good figure but lacks divinity, the only way to earn more money is to become a sex worker.

"Number 14, Zhang Fengmian."

"Divinity, 71?"

A look of surprise flashed in Wang Yiwei's eyes as he stared at the skinny man in front of him, utterly astonished.

"I remember your divinity was only 67 when school first started, how did it increase so much?"

Zhang Fengmian smiled and touched his head.

"My dad bought me a bottle of [Chosen One No. 5] potion, hehehe."

"No wonder, not bad, not bad. You have talent. I'll report you to the school and arrange for you to receive a divine baptism."

Wang Yiwei nodded in satisfaction.

The others looked at Zhang Fengmian with gritted teeth!

"I hate rich people!"

"There's no other way. The Chosen One series is already the cheapest of the potions that can enhance divinity. It's made by diluting pills."

"Numbers one through five have efficacy rates of 25%, 20%, 15%, 10%, and 5% respectively. However, even the Chosen One No. 5 costs as much as 50,000 yuan per dose, which is enough for an average family to save for a year without eating or drinking."

"This is simply beyond our means..."

"My parents' combined monthly salary is less than eight thousand yuan..."

Su Ziye knew that Zhang Fengmian was talented and came from a well-off family, so he was genuinely happy for him.

"Midnight, keep going!"

When Zhang Fengmian returned, he grinned, revealing his large yellow teeth, and gave Su Ziye a fist pump in encouragement.

"Um."

Su Ziye took a deep breath and walked up to Wang Yiwei.

In the previous tests, his score was never higher than 10 points, which is arguably the lowest in the class.

Therefore, the only thing he could rely on was that stone that had absorbed the magical energy of the Nuwa Stone.

To elevate the divinity of the minuscule, but how minuscule is unknown.

Five points? Ten points? Or even twenty points?

But none of this mattered to him; the gap was simply too vast!

"Su Ziye".

"Your score on the last test was 8. I hope you're mentally prepared; sometimes, we have to accept reality."

He paused, lowering his voice slightly.

"I have a general understanding of your family situation. Regarding your father... it's not easy for your mother to raise you and your younger brother alone. If you encounter any difficulties in your life, you can always talk to me or Ms. Xu Lu, and we will do our best to help you."

These words warmed Su Ziye's heart, and he nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, teacher."

Wang Yiwei nodded, then gently placed his palm on Su Ziye's chest. A gentle divine light shone from within him, attempting to draw out Su Ziye's hidden power like ripples on water.

However, the next moment, Wang Yiwei's expression froze.

He looked at Su Ziye in disbelief and then checked the feedback from the testing equipment again.

"Su Ziye..."

"Divinity, 35 points!"

The class fell silent, then a commotion erupted!

Countless astonished gazes fell upon him.