"Teacher, I think the school should hold a contest so everyone can estimate in advance whether they're satellites, asteroids, or meteors..." Big Black Pot suddenly stood up to speak, delighting Zhao Han and Wang Wenwen.
"Yes, we should hold a mock exam."
"I support it. Who objects?"
Not a single person objected.
Competition was the academy's theme.
Source Spirits with a competitive drive could better maintain their rationality.
Because they still possessed the desire to survive. Once even their competitive drive was gone, death was truly not far away.
Of course, being driven to self-destruction by excessive competitive pressure was another extreme.
"Fine, fine. I'll apply to the principal and have him make preparations." Big Wooden Stake spoke up.
It had been suffering lately.
Clearly, they had driven off Oasis Academy when it came to provoke them last time. The principal should have been happy, yet for some reason, he said they had won dishonorably and had actually scared off the other side with deception.
That was an insult to him, the Desert Principal! Thus, everyone, from teachers to students, had been punished.
They had all lost a portion of their rationality points, which had been devoured by the principal.
As the teacher directly involved in the previous challenge, it had lost even more.
Big Wooden Stake felt that something was off, but Wenren Sheng had disappeared afterward, leaving it with no one to ask.
Fortunately, that Little Girl from last time had come too. It could find a chance to ask her.
The contest was soon held.
Everyone wanted to know what position they might be assigned in the future.
If Wenren Sheng had been there, he would have said that this contest was the List of Gods, deciding who could become gods, who could become immortals, and who