The College Entrance Examination Is Getting Real!

The study group's matter was resolved in such a messy way.

Teacher Wang didn't want to dwell on this matter for too long. He heavily tapped the podium with the blackboard eraser and said loudly, "Alright, put everything else aside. Now, I want to talk about taking the Undergraduate exam!"

Undergraduate!

The students perked up, forgetting all about the farce just now.

"If you all just want to get into a decent Associate Degree program and find a job where you can live comfortably, then just focus on preparing for the exam. You can enter the exam hall in a month and a half. But the legendary Undergraduate is a completely different concept. There's a saying that you have to 'pass three gates.' Soon, the first major gate that determines your fate will be upon you!"

Teacher Wang told everyone that taking the Undergraduate exam is divided into three deadly gates: "Preliminary Test, Retest, and Ultimate Combat Test."

The first gate is conducted within the school, testing the limits of fist strength, the 100-meter sprint, and marksmanship. The number of advancement slots is limited, and even key district schools will have to eliminate a large portion of their students.

The second gate is at the District Education Bureau, using the "Super Brain Virtual System" to test the mental strength of the candidates. The passing rate is also very low.

The third gate is the National College Entrance Examination in late July.

The National College Entrance Examination is divided into theory and practical combat. The theory part is the same for both Undergraduate and Associate Degree candidates.

However, in the practical combat test, the "Category Two Candidates" taking the Associate Degree exam go to the Monster Research Institute to fight with biochemical beasts that have been domesticated, modified, and controlled by humans.

The "Category One Candidates" taking the Undergraduate exam, however, go to the edge of the city, close to the mist, to the real battlefield!

"This year's test is earlier than in previous years. In one week, it will be the first gate. Our school has one hundred and fifty advancement slots.

"Don't think that one hundred and fifty slots is a lot. You have to know that the two Rocket Classes alone have one hundred people. According to past experience, the remaining six Parallel Classes will grab at most fifty or sixty slots. That's about ten slots per class. The students in the top fifteen of our class can still try to make it, but the rest are in danger!"

Every time Teacher Wang said a sentence, he tapped the podium with the blackboard eraser, making everyone's faces turn serious.

The top students in the class were calm and composed, and the students at the bottom of the rankings had already given up. Only the students ranked between tenth and twentieth were discussing animatedly.

"Teacher Wang, why is taking the Undergraduate exam so complicated? Can't it be like the Associate Degree exam and be resolved in one go in July? That way, we would have an extra month to sprint hard!"

Someone said with resentment.

"It's simple. Because escorting a large group of candidates to the edge of the mist to fight real monsters consumes a lot of resources, and it requires summoning the army and strong individuals to protect the candidates. And what Dragon City lacks most is resources."

Teacher Wang said coldly, "Besides, the path of the Superhuman is a path of life and death, extremely glorious, but also extremely dangerous. If you are not a gifted prodigy, there is no need to have extravagant hopes and increase your troubles. You might as well give up the idea early and focus on taking the Associate Degree exam!"

These words made many students lower their heads.

Being in a Parallel Class, many students had long accepted their fate. In this day and age, an Associate Degree is also very valuable. As the saying goes, "An Associate Degree holder is still above others!"

The student from just now was still muttering in a low voice, "This isn't fair. A poor 100-meter sprint score doesn't mean that I can't have a flash of inspiration and suddenly explode in actual combat..."

"Fair?"

Teacher Wang heard this, his eyebrows shot up, and he slammed the podium, making it jump, "This world has never been fair. Dragon City had nothing when it transmigrated, but it had to face the invasion of Zombies and monsters. Are we going to talk about fairness with Zombies, or are we going to talk about fairness with monsters?

"In order to survive the crisis, 'Superhumans' were slowly born. Superhumans are high above, possessing all kinds of privileges, but everything they enjoy doesn't fall from the sky. It has to be snatched from the mouths of demons and monsters with fists, swords, and even teeth. This is the greatest 'fairness'!

"I'm telling you, don't just look at the superficial glory of Superhumans. Do you know that last year, the mortality rate of Superhumans in Dragon City was more than five times that of ordinary people? And every year, the 'Category One Combat Test' of the National College Entrance Examination has quotas for injuries and deaths. Last year, the injury quota was one hundred people, and the death quota was ten people. This year, it has doubled!"

"What?"

The students exclaimed in surprise.

The indicators for injury and death have doubled, doesn't that mean this year's college entrance examination is extremely dangerous?

Meng Chao's heart stirred. The authorities must have noticed something and know that the monster war is about to escalate. They must cultivate more powerful, resilient, and fearless superhuman warriors as soon as possible.

Therefore, this year's Undergraduate combat test is for real.

Teacher Wang said, "Now you understand, right? Early screening, weeding out ordinary people who are not suitable to be Superhumans early on, this is for your own lives."

The students' faces were all very unsightly.

"It can't really be that exaggerated, using up all the indicators, right?" someone said.

Everyone thought about it, and it was true that the indicators were rarely used up in previous years. Generally, at most three or five were injured and one or two died. There were even two years when they were lucky, and no one died, which was a happy ending for everyone.

"Don't think about it. This year's college entrance examination is different. I can give you a heads-up. The school has already issued a notice asking us to give parents a heads-up—soon, the Survival Member Association, the military, and the Municipal Education Bureau will jointly issue a document stating that the injured and deceased candidates in this year's college entrance examination will enjoy the treatment of injured and fallen soldiers."

Teacher Wang said decisively, "In other words, this is not a simple exam, this is a real war!"

The students were all stunned.

"To be honest, for my own sake, I would love to have a few more Undergraduate students in the class who will become Superhumans in the future."

Teacher Wang squeezed the blackboard eraser again and again, and said in a low voice, "But for the sake of your lives, if your grades are not particularly ideal and you don't have much confidence in your combat power, I don't recommend you take the Undergraduate exam, really."

These words were also considered heartfelt.

The students digested this shocking news with pale faces.

Meng Chao clenched his fists, increasingly yearning for power.

"Alright, go to the testing room and see your strength. If you don't have the speed of an Earth Age sprint champion and the power of a heavyweight boxing champion, you won't even pass the school test, so there's no need to worry about it at all!" Wang Longjun waved his hand.

After all, they were carefree young people. They were still sighing in the corridor, but when they arrived at the cultivation center, everyone became high-spirited again.

The death indicator doubled, which was only twenty people. According to the proportion of candidates, it was far less than 1%. No one believed that they would be so unlucky.

Moreover, living in Dragon City, everyone understood a truth—no high risk, no high return?

Since the difficulty of this year's college entrance examination has increased sharply, the authorities will not sit idly by and watch them die. They will definitely increase the tilt of cultivation resources.

Sure enough, the form teacher told everyone that as long as they could pass the school test, the cultivation resources provided by the school to each Undergraduate candidate would be doubled compared to previous years.

Just the "Bone Cell Growth Factor" alone, which used to be distributed to candidates every three days, will now be given one per day!

With heavy rewards, there must be brave men.

"Use our swords and fists to expand the living space for Dragon City and make a name for ourselves, starting today!"

When they walked into the testing room, the teenagers were already howling with excitement.

Of course, the necessary modesty was still indispensable.

"Oh dear, I was disturbed by monsters all night last night and didn't sleep well at all. I definitely won't be able to exert my strength today. I'm done for, I'm going to fail the test!"

"Wu Xue Ba, what are you pretending for? Who doesn't know that your limit punch force is in the top five in the class? I'm the one who's really pitiful. I sprained my foot yesterday, and today I can only limp. I'm afraid I'll run the 100 meters in more than ten seconds, alas!"

"Zhao Xue Shen, you're just being wretched. If you run within 9.7 seconds later, you'll treat the whole class to milk tea, dare you?"

"Please, can you guys act normal? Each and every one of you is a top student in the class, pretending to be as weak as someone with myasthenia gravis, is it really necessary?"

The students laughed and joked as they took the tests.

Sure enough, each one of them acted more delicate than a pampered flower, even the burly, rough men were there "ooh-ing and aah-ing" and striking seductive poses.

But the moment they stepped onto the track or stood in front of the punch force tester, they transformed from little white rabbits into big bad wolves, and the "ooh-ing and aah-ing" turned into "roaring."

Especially those who had studied the Super Raging Bull Force together last night.

Although they didn't have Chu Feixiong's exaggerated 3% increase in their limit punch force in one go.

Even a 0.5 percentage point increase could mean one or two more points in the college entrance exam, enough to eliminate many competitors.

Besides, the Raging Bull Force wasn't just a simple boxing technique, but a very scientific method of exerting force throughout the body, which was also very helpful in improving sprint speed.

For a time, exclamations of surprise echoed in the testing room.

"Wu Xue Ba broke his own limit punch force record! He's increased his punch force by 0.5 kilograms in just a few days, and he hasn't even slept well? He's a monster, a beast, a scumbag, a degenerate!"

"Zhao Xue Shen, his 100-meter record is 9.57 seconds, surpassing Bolt's world record from the Earth era! Limping, my ass! Milk tea! He has to treat the whole class to milk tea!"

"Chu Feixiong! Brother Xiong! Limit punch force of 233.5 kilograms! He's broken the class record again! Tyson, the boxing champion of the Earth era, was nothing more than this!"

The students screamed, their eyes filled with shock and admiration as they looked at Chu Feixiong.

The homeroom teacher's expression was also complicated.

The class average and class records were being broken time and time again. On closer inspection, all the students who had made breakthroughs had participated in the study group. Twenty years of educational experience were being shattered, and he was becoming more and more interested in the Super Raging Bull Force.

Meng Chao stood comfortably against the corner of the wall, his hands in the loose pockets of his worn-out school uniform, smiling as he watched the girls run the 100 meters and unleash their limit punch force, the power feedback rippling through their bodies.

"You piece of trash."

Suddenly, Zuo Haoran walked over, a friendly smile on his face, but he spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "So what if Chu Feixiong breaks the record, gets into an Undergraduate program, and becomes a Superhuman? He's him, and you're you. He'll soar to the sky, and you'll always be garbage!"

Meng Chao raised his eyebrows.

Here it comes, the class monitor's trash talk attack.

In the fragments of his memory, in his previous life, he had a big fight with Zuo Haoran because his mother was seriously injured by a monster, and he was agitated.

This guy was very polite when arguing in front of everyone, saying things like, "Meng Chao, you're going too far."

But when there was no one around, he would spew venom, and the swear words he uttered, tsk tsk tsk, were enough to make Meng Chao's ears want to vomit.

Of course, Zuo Haoran was not losing his mind and simply venting his anger.

Instead, he was using trash talk to enrage Meng Chao and lure him into making a move.

In his previous life, Meng Chao fell for it and was left with hidden injuries in his body by the class monitor's insidious methods, which flared up during the college entrance exam, causing him to fail miserably and not even get into an Associate Degree program.

What about this life?

Meng Chao's lips curled up as he watched Zuo Haoran's performance.

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A new week has begun, and the various data are being re-calculated. I hope all my brothers and sisters will give me more support, more collections, recommendations, etc. During the new book period, everyone's support is very important to Lao Niu, and Lao Niu will always fight with everyone, thank you!