"Since that's the case, come with me. The written-test terminals have all been set up."
Hearing Tiandao's words, the Owl Administrator immediately pushed up its round glasses, which had slipped to the tip of its beak, tucked the registration book beneath its wing, and turned to leave.
After all, anyone who could clear Raccoon Administrator's test had never been someone to judge by common sense. There was no need—and it could not be bothered—to verify whether Tiandao had truly mastered all the knowledge.
Half an hour later, the Owl Administrator wheeled in a silver terminal cart, its metal wheels producing a soft rumble across the floor.
With a flick of its wing, it placed the registration book on the desk.
"Come register when you're ready. One terminal per person. The assessment consists of a mixture of multiple-choice and true-or-false questions. The full score is 100, and 60 is a passing grade. Don't even think about cheating—the terminals will upload your answer records in real time."
Tiandao stepped forward first, signing the four characters Tiandao Siming in the registration book with a crisp, forceful hand.
When he took the terminal, its cold metal casing pressed against his palm. He tapped the screen lightly, and a blue prompt box reading "Exam Start" immediately appeared.
With a trace of curiosity, his fingers rapidly swiped across the screen as question after question appeared.
'Which of the following is not among the Star Beast cub species prohibited from being privately carried within the New Federation?'
'What Fallen Zone level may a starlight-class Explorer enter independently?'
Faced with these questions, Tiandao's fingers barely paused.
After all, his photographic memory was no mere decoration. The few minutes he had spent flipping through the materials earlier had been enough to carve every regulation into his mind.
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