Underground Racing!

Peaceful times always passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, a week had gone by.

Nothing happened during Ronan's first week at Bo Ning Academy. The isolation imposed on him by both social classes did him no harm, and he felt nothing toward his indifferent roommate.

He had always been someone lacking in emotion. Thus, in many people's eyes, this backdoor admission not only knew nothing but was stubbornly vain, practically a shameless scum among the nobility.

No one associated with Ronan. He alone repeated the dull routine of attending class, getting out of class, training, returning to his dormitory, and meditating.

In truth, Ronan had long grown accustomed to such a routine. He had lived this way for more than a decade and even somewhat enjoyed the feeling.

Lin Chenluo and Su Jie did not take the initiative to cause Ronan trouble either—perhaps they could not find an opportunity to do so, because Ronan was simply too dull. He treated ordinary verbal mockery as if it were the wind in his ears.

Although this indifferent attitude further convinced Lin Chenluo that Ronan's behavior was all an act and that he was actually just a coward, neither Lin Chenluo nor Su Jie could do anything about Ronan's restrained way of handling things. After all, they were only children. The petty tricks they could think of were nothing more than a joke in Ronan's eyes.

On the contrary, the lecturers' behavior in class exceeded everyone's expectations.

There were five classes a week, and Ronan was called on in nearly every one of them and asked to answer questions. The questions became more difficult each time. Many were relatively obscure and uncommon topics that probably no one else in the class could answer.

Yet Ronan answered every word without error.

While this left the lecturers helpless, it made the commoner students even angrier!

How could someone like him possibly answer such profound questions?

After all, aside from the first day's general history class, which tested common knowledge, the second day's basic metallic properties research, the third day's nonmetallic materials research, the fourth day's structural studies, and the fifth day's elementary mathematics became progressively harder.

How could a student admitted through the back door answer the lecturers' questions word for word without making a mistake?

There could only be one answer: it was all staged.

Right. Since the background behind this guy was so terrifying, he must have had ways to bribe Bo Ning Academy's lecturers. To mitigate the bad impression caused by his Guaranteed Admission, he had even resorted to bribing lecturers and deceiving his classmates. What else would these nobles not dare to do?!

The commoner students were filled with righteous indignation and had long cursed Ronan bloody behind his back. Yet there was nothing they could do. They could only unite in hostility and refuse to speak to him.

What the commoner students did not realize, however, was that the lecturers were equally astonished by how solid Ronan's foundation was!

Although these lecturers came from different fields, they all had a good relationship with Ma Haohai. Ma Haohai's commotion in the principal's office on the first day had been meant to make a statement and ensure every lecturer knew about this matter. That made the next steps easy.

Every lecturer readily agreed to make things difficult for Ronan in class—but every single one of them failed. Ma Haohai was somewhat stunned when he learned of this. He had not expected a Guaranteed Admission student to possess such composure and such solid fundamentals. But that did not mean he intended to let Ronan off.

Since the first round of his plan had failed, he would use an entirely new method against Ronan starting next week.

Those who entered through the back door had to pay the price. That was Ma Haohai's vow.

Ronan naturally had no idea that the young lecturer who had arrived late on the first day already bore such immense hatred toward him. Nor did he know that, in the eyes of the commoner students, he had become someone capable of covering the sky with one hand.

He was merely immersed in his own world.

Saturday arrived, and he instead began to feel a little bored.

After a week of classes, he found that the Junior Class curriculum was utterly useless to him!

The so-called Junior Class was, more or less, meant to reinforce basic knowledge.

Ronan had an eidetic memory. Every book in the New Moon Library was stored in his mind, and what the lecturers taught was of no use to him. What he needed was more advanced research knowledge.

Just then, Noah scanned the academy website and discovered an application form.

"Application Form for the First Advanced Class Advancement Examination of Year 907?"

Ronan's eyes lit up.

According to the description, any Junior Class student seemed eligible to apply for the first advancement examination. It was scheduled for next Friday afternoon. If one passed the advancement examination, one could skip a grade and enter the Advanced Class directly.

Without a second thought, he downloaded the form, filled in the information, and quickly uploaded it.

"Noah, how did the investigation into that wizard handbook I asked you to look into last time go?"

After finishing the application form, Ronan asked casually.

A vast amount of information and images immediately appeared on the green screen beside the computer.

Noah's sleazy voice rang out again. "After a week of tracking, I finally broke through the Dark Web's defenses. Damn it, human technology really has improved quite a bit now. It actually took me this long."

"I've found all the information on that wizard handbook."

"Someone posted a message on the Azure Ring Island Dark Web offering to sell a wizard handbook. The asking price is high—at least thirty million Eagle Horns! Based on the information I decrypted, that wizard handbook would be quite helpful to you right now. It records roughly three spells: the Disguise Technique, the more advanced Camouflage Technique, and a third spell that is unknown because the seller did not reveal it."

Ronan looked at the thin handbook on the light screen and gave a bitter smile. "Thirty million?"

"Obviously, a poor bastard like you can't afford it." Noah said gleefully. "Oh, and one more thing. I only have 9% energy remaining. Once it drops below 5%, I'll need to enter sleep mode."

Ronan stared wide-eyed in disbelief. "Why so fast?"

Noah said disdainfully, "Breaking into the Dark Web takes a lot of effort. I told you on the day you activated me that I'm hard to keep alive!"

Ronan fell silent. He scratched his head and honestly said, "Looks like I really need to find a way to make money. I see some commoner students taking part-time jobs..."

"Save it..." Noah interrupted. "How much can those part-time jobs earn? Besides, if you took a part-time job, where would Yi Lin Manor's dignity go?"

"Then what should I do? I can't ask the Earl for money." Ronan thought seriously. "I've read quite a few books. As far as I know, the methods that make money quickly and in large amounts all seem to violate Imperial law."

Noah sneered. "Your very existence violates Imperial law."

Ronan: "..."

"Let me remind you of something else. Based on my deductions, the seller of this wizard handbook is very likely a fishing seller. Behind him may be people from the Empire's Wizard Tribunal!" Noah's tone rarely became serious. "This organization exists to eliminate young wizards hidden among ordinary people."

"According to historical records, three buyers have already shown interest in purchasing it on the Dark Web. Yet soon afterward, all three vanished without a trace."

Ronan narrowed his eyes. "An Imperial trap?"

"Probably. But the bait is real." Noah gave a sleazy laugh. "Though knowing your personality, I bet you'd jump in even if you knew it was a trap, right?"

Ronan said seriously, "As long as the bait is real."

"There will be a way to deal with everything else."

After leaving behind confidential information about the wizard handbook, Noah automatically entered a half-sleep state to conserve its hard-won energy. Ronan read through the information, committed it to memory, and quickly burned it without leaving any trace behind.

Night had already fallen. Ronan planned to go out for a walk, then return and continue his meditation training.

Who would have thought that at that moment, someone knocked outside the dormitory!

"Someone's looking for someone? It probably isn't me, right?"

Though he thought so, Ronan still opened the door.

By coincidence, the roommate across from him, whose name he still did not know, also opened his door.

The two exchanged a glance. The latter still walked over and opened the main door.

A little girl stood outside.

"Excuse me, is Ronan here?"

the girl asked timidly.

His roommate clearly looked displeased. He looked at Ronan as though he were a heartless bastard who had abandoned her after using her, then merely shrugged. "She's looking for you."

He then quickly returned to his room.

Ronan walked over in surprise.

Because the person standing at the door was Wang Xiaoman!

Upon seeing Ronan, Wang Xiaoman was clearly anxious. Her voice choked with tears as she said:

"Mr. Ronan, please help!"

"Wei Wei is going to take part in an underground racing competition tonight!"

"I couldn't stop her!"