The worse you are, the stronger you become: My summoned beast is a photographer.

"Start." Hollen pressed the timer, nervously curling the elephant's trunk into a circle, his eyes fixed on Aura.

The exam paper was thick, and the questions weren't difficult. But common sense questions weren't Ming Luochen's forte—having taken the college entrance exam before, he knew a thing or two about exam techniques. He would only answer the questions he knew and skip the ones he didn't know, never wasting time.

Aurora was dumbfounded, her cat ears perked up, and her eyes widened: "Brother, why does he only choose the hardest physics and alchemy problems?"

Orion was stunned, his golden mane bristling. The general knowledge questions were the easiest, answerable with a glance, but Ming Luochen deliberately chose the most difficult ones, and incredibly fast at that. He practically wrote down the answers after a single glance, his pen flying across the paper without a pause—even more terrifying than the liberal arts contestants he'd watched live.

The most difficult part is the first year of junior high. Ming Luochen's lips curled into a disdainful smile—this test is similar to the driver's license theory test back then, it's all about the number of questions and hand speed, it has absolutely nothing to do with intelligence.

He solved problems incredibly quickly, and vaguely discovered a little trick: by accessing Aura's memories, he could gloss over some of the simplest common sense. Moreover, he was telepathically connected with his wife, and she could also help him think of other answers. When they encountered uncertain questions, the two of them would quickly discuss them in their minds, which was like having double the cheat code.

"Time's up." Hollen pressed the timer, strode over, grabbed the test paper, and placed a piece of clear crystal on the cover.

Soon a string of numbers appeared on the crystal: 169.

Hollen's face fell instantly, and his trunk drooped limply. He looked at Ming Luochen sternly, his voice filled with barely suppressed disappointment: "You shouldn't have done those hardest calculation problems. One hundred and sixty-nine points, that's not even enough to get a ranking."

Ming Luochen stared in astonishment at the crystal on the exam paper—it was practically a magical grading machine! It could tally the results so quickly? Amazing! He reached out to touch the crystal, but Hollen slapped his hand away.

169 points, that's genius! Orion's eyes changed, his mouth slightly agape—when asked to answer questions, he could only get a maximum of ninety right, and those were all the simplest common sense questions. He could hardly believe that his childhood friend, who used to have a runny nose and chase after him to fight, was now so amazing.

"From today onwards, you're going to give me a crash course in basic common sense and culture." Hollen took a deep breath, suppressing his anxiety. He thought he had it in the bag in this humanities competition, but Ming Luochen only scored 169 points, a huge gap from the top ten, where he still had to answer a hundred questions correctly.

Ming Luochen hadn't expected this—he'd already gone all out, answering each question every fifteen seconds, his hand was practically cramping from writing, yet he still hadn't gotten a ranking. He frowned and flipped open the exam paper to take a look.

Hollen flipped open the exam paper, staring at the solutions with a frustrated expression. He was speechless. The most complex problems were all solved—calculations of celestial orbits, alchemical energy balancing, proofs of advanced geometry—each more brilliant than the last. But he'd only done a few of the simplest common-sense questions—those were all free points! The number of continents and oceans, the names of past emperors, the effects of common herbs—all answers could be given at a glance. He didn't know whether to praise Ming Luochen for being clever or foolish, and lectured him with a grim face, "While your answers to the difficult questions were brilliant, the first round only considers quantity, not how capable you are."

Hollen pointed to a question, his nose almost poking the test paper: "You got the second highest mountain in the world wrong? You can't even do such a simple question? There are ten points for the world's top ten mountains. You can get the answer in less than three seconds by just glancing at it. You didn't even get any points. You're just stupid."

"I'm not from this world. I'm lucky if I know the world's highest mountain. Who cares about the second highest?" Ming Luochen retorted, his neck stiffening. The key issue was that his wife's knowledge base was insufficient. She thought very slowly and lacked confidence. She hesitated for a long time when looking at a question, and always stumbled over her answers in her mind.

"So starting today, you're going to cram on your general knowledge." Hollen stood up angrily, his chair sliding backward with a screeching sound. "Solving even the hardest problems in the first round is foolish. Remember, the first round only considers quantity and memory, not your calculation talent."

"Fine, fine, we'll make it up then. Why are you yelling like that? Like you can't handle losing. It's just a competition." Ming Luochen agreed irritably, waving his hand. This competition is utterly unreasonable—what kind of speed competition is this? Why include such a simple question? Are they trying to fool idiots?

Hollen was so angry his trunk twitched, and his entire face turned red. He truly couldn't afford to lose—he had already made a bold promise to the Alliance Leader, especially since Benuna had even offered an SSS-grade Life Restoration Jade Milk as a reward. If he lost, he couldn't even imagine being skinned alive by Lady Benuna; the wrath of that demigod was something he couldn't bear.

The key was that Ming Luochen still acted indifferent, as if the outcome of the competition had nothing to do with him. Huo Lun was furious, but there was nothing he could do. He even wanted to strangle him. He had believed Ming Luochen's boastful words about "guaranteed victory" and "who does he think he is?" Now he was in a bind.

"Get back to studying hard and catch up on your studies. I'll have someone bring the books over right now." Hollen suppressed his anger, clenched his fists, and swung his trunk around angrily as he strode out, his leather shoes slamming against the floor.

Aurora took the test paper and flipped to the difficult problems solved by Ming Luochen. The more she looked, the more astonished she became. Even the hardest problems were solved; she couldn't understand the formulas and derivations at all—the dense symbols looked like gibberish. Her opinion of Ming Luochen changed somewhat. Her cat ears tilted slightly forward: "You're really smart. I couldn't even understand these problems."

Orion saw the problem about the area of ​​a triangle—a topic typically taught to first-year liberal arts students—and the fact that a summoned beast could know the answer, and even use two different solutions, clearly indicated it wasn't a random answer. His brow furrowed as he re-examined the short, stout human before him.

"Right? Putting difficult problems and idiotic problems together is completely unreasonable. I think calculation problems should be scored two points each to distinguish the difference between geniuses and ordinary people." Ming Luochen complained casually, tapping his fingers on the table.

"That makes sense." Aurora looked at Ming Luochen, who was controlling her body, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, and her cat tail swayed gently behind her.

Aura stood up with a wry smile, stretching her small frame with a yawn. "I'm going to train now. Honey, you can study first." She patted Ming Luochen's shoulder and turned to leave.

Orion knew they had swapped bodies, but hearing how they addressed each other still felt a little strange—the face was clearly Aura's, but the tone and manner of speaking were completely Ming Luochen's, and Ming Luochen's body contained Aura's soul, as obedient as a little lamb.

"The books haven't arrived yet, I'll review them later." Ming Luochen got up excitedly and followed behind Aura—they had just gotten married and didn't want to be separated from his wife, so he wanted to be there to watch over her even during training.

Upon arriving at the training ground, Orion stood there dumbfounded, watching Aura (Ming Luochen's body) begin to warm up. He thought that Aura and her husband were quite complementary—one was smart enough to participate in the liberal arts competition, and the other trained hard and had a good fighting spirit; they were simply a match made in heaven.

"Do you guys usually do this? Switching bodies, and she helps you train?" Orian looked at Ming Luochen's body—the loose skin on his stomach was obviously caused by the recent heavy exercise, resulting in insufficient skin contraction and a lack of fat filling, leaving behind rings of stretch marks that looked like he had lost weight too quickly.

"Yes, my wife is in charge of physical strength, and I'm in charge of intelligence." Ming Luochen didn't feel ashamed at all. He put his hands in his pockets and looked completely at ease. Couples should complement each other and grow together. No matter how strong an individual is, they will have weaknesses. Only when two people are together can they be invincible.

Orion was somewhat envious of Aura. This seemed pretty good—double the combat power plus double the intelligence. Compared to his own Thunder Python, although its attack power was strong and its intelligence was not low, it was ultimately just a summoned beast and could not achieve this level of cooperation. He glanced at the Thunder Python, which was crouching in the corner dozing off. The ten-meter-long giant python was flicking its tongue, completely unresponsive to his gaze.

When he saw Aura unleash sonic booms from Ming Luochen's human body, her terrifying fist techniques were incredibly powerful. Every knee strike and elbow strike carried a frightening force, the wind whistling through the air, and the moves were continuous, one set ending immediately followed by the next—Olayen gasped in astonishment, his golden mane standing on end. As a third-year student at the Knight Academy, he was experienced in combat, having participated in countless sparring sessions, yet he didn't know how to counter Aura's attacks. They seemed to be martial arts from another world; each move was full of hidden variations, making them impossible to defend against.

"Aura, let's have a spar." Orion couldn't resist stepping forward, taking off his jacket to reveal his tight-fitting training clothes underneath, eager to try out that strange close-combat style. Sensing its master's fighting spirit, his lightning python raised its head, its vertical pupils fixed on Aura.

"Okay." Aura had just finished warming up and stretched her wrists and ankles. Ming Luochen's body was much lighter now, and she could control it with ease, unlike the clumsy feeling at the beginning.

Orian didn't dare use his full strength; he just wanted to test that strange attack style. As a third-year student in the Martial Arts Knight Department, he was already level 45, and his basic attributes completely overwhelmed Orian, who hadn't even officially chosen her major yet. What's more, she was using Ming Luochen's body—which looked very weak, like she could be knocked down with a single punch.

Aura wasn't worried about hurting Orion—the level difference was too great; even breaking through his defenses was a question. She immediately assumed a fighting stance, legs shoulder-width apart, center of gravity lowered, hands raised in a counter-punch stance, her gaze fixed on Orion, sharp as a knife. With a powerful, arching motion, her stomping foot shook the earth—a Bajiquan Single Ram Strike hurtled towards Orion, a forward step and a straight punch aimed at his center, unstoppable, the force of the blow aimed directly at his face!

Faced with overwhelming power, Orian didn't retaliate, letting Ming Luochen's small frame press his elbow against his lower abdomen. The next second, he felt a tightening in his lower abdomen—Aura's attack was quite powerful; although it wasn't enough to injure him, the penetrating force made his stomach churn.

Aura felt like she'd hit a rock; her elbow still ached, and she shook her arm. She looked up at the 2.2-meter-tall Orion—even her strongest attacks hadn't harmed him, like punching a city wall.

Immediately afterward, Aura unleashed her Iron Mountain Lean, simultaneously striking with her shoulders and hips, like Mount Tai crashing down. Her entire center of gravity shifted sharply forward, her shoulder slamming into Orion's chest. This force, powerful enough to snap a small tree, had little effect; Orion merely took a slight step back. A stomp of her foot, drawing strength from the ground, caused the earth to tremble, and pebbles flew from the cracks in the paving stones!

Aura unleashed a barrage of attacks—King Yama's Flick, Sky-Piercing Cannon, Three-No-Regard at the Door, Overlord's Hard Reins... The expansive and powerful movements of Bajiquan brought the word "fierce" to its extreme, with countless fist shadows striking the air with explosive sounds!

But it was like rain beating against steel; it had no effect whatsoever. Orion stood there, like a mountain, completely unmoved.

"As expected, the level difference is too great. Hand-to-hand combat is simply ineffective." Ming Luochen watched from the side as Aura used Bajiquan to fight Orion—especially using her small frame to fight Orion, who was over two meters tall. It was as if she was playfully punching Orion's little fists, which he found quite amusing.