Exploding God

"No, no, if you do that I'll misunderstand and think you're trying to pick me up."

Cheng Zicheng sighed and reached out a hand to press against Jiang Luyue's forehead, unable to do anything no matter how much she swung her fists.

"Cheng Zicheng!! My test! Give me back my test!"

After waving her arms in vain for half a minute, Jiang Luyue looked up with teary eyes, her lips trembling as she spoke, about to burst into tears.

"Shut up, grandma!"

Cheng Zicheng's eyes widened, and he abruptly clasped his hands together above his head, pleading, "Please!"

Fortunately, the room was large enough and located in a corner, and the people around were busy moving about, so the attention it attracted was limited to a small area, but even so, it had already attracted a lot of attention.

"I'll give you back your assessment!" Cheng Zicheng suddenly had a brilliant idea.

"Really?" Jiang Luyue's mournful face vanished instantly, replaced by a serious expression.

"More real than real gold!"

"Then how will you compensate me?"

Does selling oneself count?

I cried.

"...Okay, seriously, let me show you what I've accomplished after a busy day." Cheng Zicheng sighed and mysteriously pulled out two sheets of A4 paper.

"You only recruited two people in one day!?" Jiang Luyue felt a chill run down her spine and almost lost her temper.

"Nonsense! My original plan for today was 0; this is a 200% overload!"

"you--"

"Shut up. You have to believe in my abilities. If it weren't for picking you up... um, getting you... no, if it weren't for helping you! Why would I go to such lengths?" Cheng Zicheng's face showed sincerity, and after saying that, he repeated it with a definite tone, "Yes, that's right, it's to help you."

Jiang Luyue: ...

The beautiful woman stared quietly at Cheng Zicheng, her murderous aura growing stronger.

"People should be calm and peaceful. Fighting is not good. Put down the pepper spray in your hand first, and we can talk this out." Cheng Zicheng's right hand flashed through the air like lightning, snatching the can of pepper spray without a trace of violence.

"The two of us, along with Professor Zhou, are outstanding representatives of the tenth group responsible for recruiting reserve soldiers. As for me, I am someone on whom my mentor and Professor Zhou place high hopes. You should have faith in me." Cheng Zicheng said, while subtly blocking Jiang Luyue's boots again.

"I specially prepared today's test questions. I'm not bragging, but out of these thirty questions, I eliminated 16 people today!"

"Therefore, you can imagine the strength of the two I chose!"

"Look at the first question I asked."

Cheng Zicheng opened the question bank for the day, and Jiang Luyue looked at it with a mixture of curiosity and wariness.

[Question 1: As a warrior of the Mist Era, the standard of evaluation is never a single numerical value. You need to look at the problem rationally and have a clear understanding of yourself. Therefore, if we take into account genetic sense, endurance, combat skills, shooting, reaction speed, and wilderness survival ability, and use an 8-star warrior as a reference standard, please conduct a self-assessment, with a score range of 0-10, and a minimum unit of 0.1.]

Jiang Luyue felt the veins on her forehead throbbing; the green bottle serum she had just used that morning was almost unable to contain the wrinkles that were forming on her delicate skin.

This is a question a normal person would ask!?

"Cheng, Zi, Cheng! This is a special college entrance examination admission! We are a top-notch representative—Hurricane Academy!" Jiang Luyue tried her best to control her emotions, but every word she uttered was like rubble from an impact drill, carrying terrifying destructive power.

"Calm down, calm down. The standardized test will take care of our theoretical scores. Besides, how could I possibly have the expertise of those top students? So, since it's a test, we should take an unconventional approach to ensure we can select the best students." Cheng Zicheng waved his hand dismissively.

He placed two color-printed forms in front of Jiang Luyue and said solemnly, "Don't be fooled by the fact that 18 people signed up today. Just from this first question, I know the other 16 won't do. The highest score among these 16 is only 5 points for themselves. Look at them, if they don't even respect themselves, what right do they have to expect us to respect them? And look at these two big gifts I'm giving you!"

By the end, Cheng Zicheng's tone was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

Jiang Luyue felt like she was about to explode. Just because their self-evaluation scores were low, you think they're no good? Are you not allowed to be humble? If you asked them to compare themselves with an 8-star warrior, who would dare to give them a high score? But seeing Cheng Zicheng's smug face, she still frowned and patiently scanned the two A4 sheets of paper.

First photo: [Yan Shang], 17 years old, resident of Honghe District, Jiutang City, orphan. The boy in the photo has dark skin under his short hair, covered with fine scars, and his eyes are wary and fierce like a wolfhound.

Second photo: [Lu Ze], 17 years old, resident of Honghe District, Shangnan City. His father, Lu Zongguang, and mother, Li Shiwei, are both self-employed. In the photo, beneath his short, tousled hair, is a sunny smile on his face.

They were both from the reddish-brown area; one was an orphan, and the other didn't seem to come from a good family either. Apart from that, Jiang Luyue didn't think they were anything special.

creak!

creak creak!

That was the sound of a clenched fist, and Jiang Luyue rolled her eyes, revealing a pair of emotionless, dead fish eyes.

"Look at their answers!" Cheng Zicheng said nervously.

Jiang Luyue stared blankly at the computer screen. Below their avatars were their scores, and below that, the first line showed the first question from before.

Upon closer inspection, Jiang Luyue actually discerned something.

[Yan Shang]: Answering time 21 minutes, test score 30 out of 10, self-evaluation score for the first question - 8!

[Lu Ze]: Answering time is 3 minutes, the test score is 30 out of 10, the self-evaluation score for the first question is 10!

Jiang Luyue rubbed her eyes and looked at the second form carefully.

She wasn't mistaken!

Answerer: Lu Ze.

I answered 30 questions in 3 minutes, and then compared myself to an 8-star warrior. My self-evaluation was a perfect score of 10.

As I watched, she started to laugh—the kind of laugh that comes from being angry.

"Cheng Zicheng, you've gone too far! Using connections so blatantly, how can you face Dean Wu?!"

"I'm so proud of you, I'm absolutely proud of you." Cheng Zicheng was not ashamed at all, but rather proud, as if he had done something to be proud of. His eyes were brighter than ever before.

"Since my advisor recommended me for the admissions team, I will be the steel wall of Hurricane Academy, doing my utmost to select the best candidates for the school!"

"I really don't even look at anyone who doesn't get a perfect score. Look at the first guy, Yan Shang, with his face and those aggressive answers, just the fact that he dares to rate himself 8 points already makes him stand out from the crowd. Plus, he only takes an average of 42 seconds to answer each question. Tsk tsk, sharp thinking, quick reaction, he's a real gem."

"And there's this second guy..."

Cheng Zicheng's expression froze for a moment, a hint of hesitation appearing for the first time. He pointed at the screen in amazement and said, "3 minutes!! He finished answering my question in 3 minutes. Do you know how I felt when I sent him that last line of welcome and encouragement?"

"I think I'm dreaming. The question I, Cheng Zicheng, set is only worth 3 minutes??"

"Actually, my first reaction was that someone leaked the questions, but I can swear that I prepared these questions myself until last night. I have absolutely nothing to do with this kid from the Honghe District of Shangnan City. This kind of thinking ability is beyond normal."

"This also explains why he dared to rate himself 10 out of 10. If I had that skill, I would dare to write 12 out of 10."

"Who are you talking to?" Jiang Luyue glared at him.

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

Cheng Zicheng's face showed no sincerity; instead, he stared intently into Jiang Luyue's eyes, making her blush.

"you……"

"Don't move, there's dust on your face." Cheng Zicheng extended his right hand with deep affection.

Snapped!

Jiang Luyue slapped the sarcastic hand away.

The attack failed.

Cheng Zicheng looked regretful, shook his head, and then laughed, "Seriously. Putting aside whether it's true or not, don't you want to meet someone who can quickly complete test questions and dares to give themselves a perfect score of 10 in front of the Hurricane Academy admissions team?"

"This..." Jiang Luyue hesitated.

"Then it's settled. No splitting the bill tonight, you're treating." Cheng Zicheng flashed a genuinely handsome smile.

Jiang Luyue was about to get angry, but then she seemed to remember something, her eyes darted around, and her gaze finally settled on the two young faces.

"Okay, tonight's on me."

Cheng Zicheng nodded with a smile, finally releasing his right hand from behind his back, his palm covered in cold sweat.

I almost believed what they said.

Luckily, I got through it!