Taoist Master, wishing for a sacrifice-based system

At the barbecue stand, the four of them watched the "envy, jealousy, and hatred" of their classmates in the group chat, and they felt so good that their pores were practically opening up.

"Qingyun Temple, forever divine!" The tall, thin man raised his wine glass, tears welling in his eyes. "Tomorrow, let's buy the most expensive fruit and go to offer thanks to the Celestial Master and the Patriarch!"

However, just as they were getting carried away and preparing to order two more plates of oysters to celebrate,

"Ding-dong—"

The phone, which was placed on the greasy table, vibrated at the same time.

The counselor posted an announcement in the class group (@All) followed by a PDF file.

[Counselor: Dear students, the final transcripts for all subjects this semester have been compiled. Please check them yourself. If you have any discrepancies, please report them by 10:00 AM tomorrow. Also, students who failed a course should prepare themselves mentally for retaking it next semester.]

"Tch, rebuild? Those two words are completely foreign to us 404 users!"

The dorm leader let out a drunken burp, arrogantly opened the PDF of the class's overall grades, and skillfully zoomed in and swiped across the screen, searching for the names of the four students.

"Come, come, let's admire our glorious achievements..."

Mathematics: 60.

C++: 85.

Big things: 60.

Absolutely perfect, perfectly aligned with the line, not a point more, not a point less.

The dorm leader smugly continued swiping to the right, his gaze landing on the last column of the transcript.

Sudden.

The smile on his face seemed to have been paused, instantly freezing, solidifying, and finally shattering completely.

"Boss... what's wrong?" The fat man noticed something was wrong and came over to take a look.

After just one glance, the fat man dropped the grilled kidney in his hand with a "thud" to the ground, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"What... what the hell is going on?!"

The tall and short men panicked and quickly pulled out their phones to open the app.

On the line with their four names, all their grades for professional courses were displayed in normal black font.

Only in the last column of the table were four large, extremely glaring red characters that looked as if they were dripping with blood!

[Physical Education (1000m and Pull-ups): 32 points, failing!]

[Physical Education (1000m and Pull-ups): 28 points, failing!]

[Physical Education (1000m and Pull-ups): 35 points, failing!]

[Physical Education (1000m and Pull-ups): 15 points (for the overweight student), failing!]

Man Jiang Hong!

Physical Education failed! And everyone failed!

"No...no way!" The dorm leader sobered up instantly. He jumped up, knocking over his chair. "Didn't we wish for passing all our final exams?! How could God have missed PE?!"

The tall, thin man trembled all over, a fatal thought suddenly flashing through his mind.

With trembling hands, he pulled out the notebook he had repeatedly rewritten in front of the incense burner at Qingyun Temple from his pocket.

Turning to that page, they pointed to the top line of "core code," which they had scrutinized repeatedly and considered to be perfectly fitting.

"Boss...look back at how we defined the area back then..."

The four of them huddled together, staring intently at the words in the dim light of the barbecue stall—

All final written exams for this semester's "professional theory courses" achieved a passing grade of 60 points.

Dead silence.

A suffocating silence.

The four people stood frozen in place, as if struck by lightning.

Professional theory courses?

Physical education is a general education course for all students! It doesn't fall under the category of "major courses" at all!

Final exam?

The final exam for physical education consists of a 1000-meter run and pull-ups! This is a physical fitness test; there is no written exam at all!

The Tiandao system executed the "requirements document" they provided perfectly, precisely, and meticulously.

They require a passing grade in the "professional theory written exam." Tiandao only cares about these few subjects; they won't let them run a single line of code!

Physical education class? Not within the service area!

"ah----!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream erupted from the barbecue stall.

The fat man plopped down on the ground, clutching an empty beer bottle and crying like a wronged 200-pound child.

"Holy crap!!! Failing PE is still failing a course! We still lose our eligibility for awards, honors, and scholarships!"

"The worst part is... next semester, we four sophomores have to go to the track and run the 1000 meters again with those freshmen who just finished military training and have the most insane stamina! I can't take it anymore!"

The dorm leader clutched his hair, filled with regret, wishing he could slap himself twice.

"If only I hadn't added that damn qualifier! What kind of programmer am I pretending to be! What kind of precise qualifier am I playing with God?!"

"This is like digging your own grave and then conveniently burying it all over!"

The four boys hugged each other and cried, while the other diners eating barbecue around them stared at them as if they were crazy.

However, Tiandao's "after-sales service" is never that simple.

Just when the four of them were crying their eyes out, feeling that this was the lowest point in their lives.

In the class group chat, the counselor suddenly sent another message to "all members".

This time, it's not a report card.

Instead, it was an "Important Notice" bearing the official seal of the school administration office!

[Counselor: Students, please be quiet! I have something extremely important to announce.]

[Given the extremely rare and unforeseen events that occurred during this final exam week, including a professor being injured and forced to replace exam papers, a burst water pipe in the printing room destroying exam papers, and an anomaly in the underlying logic of the academic affairs system leading to incorrect grading, which seriously affected the fairness and quality of the exams...]

Upon seeing these lines, the four boys stopped crying abruptly, a sense of foreboding rising from their tailbone to the top of their heads.

[Counselor: Professor Wang and Professor Li from our Computer Science Department, along with the entire teaching and research group from the Physics Department, believe that such achievements obtained through luck or chance are a desecration of academic rigor!]

[After a joint report by several professors, the Academic Affairs Office granted special approval:]

To avoid administrative confusion, the school recognizes all students' final grades entered "for this semester" and will not revoke or modify them.

【but!】

[The first week of the next semester will feature a three-day "professional course diagnostic re-examination"! The difficulty of the exam will be personally overseen by Professor Wang, who has recovered and been discharged from the hospital!]

If you fail the placement test, regardless of your final grade for this semester, you will be deemed "academically inadequate," and the course credits will be forcibly cancelled, requiring you to retake the course!

"Buzz—"

Four cell phones slipped from the hands of the four boys at the same time and fell to the ground with a few "thuds".

A hot summer breeze blew past the barbecue stall.

The four people turned into four dried stone statues.

The final grade for "this semester" is considered passing.

This perfectly fulfilled their wish—that they pass the final written exams for all their major theory courses this semester.

The contract with God has come to an end.

But! The retake at the start of the next semester is a matter for the next semester! It's not within the protection period for this semester's wishes!

God: Your cheat experience card has expired. Please offer incense again to recharge.

"Thump."

The dormitory head's knees buckled, and he knelt directly on the oil-stained asphalt road, looking up at the sky, on the verge of tears.

"Good heavens... with your reading comprehension skills, it's a waste that you're not creating college entrance exam papers..."