Exam Day!
The sky was already bright at six in the morning.
In the dormitory, Song He sat by the desk, buried in a biology textbook.
A creaking bed came from the other side of the room. Yuan Guang yawned and sat up.
Seeing Song He studying so diligently, Yuan Guang felt a trace of admiration. In recent days, the dormitory had looked like this every morning when he woke up. As his roommate, Yuan Guang did not even know what time Song He got up to study.
My roommate is a study maniac!
"Today's the Competition Team selection. Are you ready?" Yuan Guang asked.
"More or less." Song He silently pulled up his Combat Power Ranking and checked the first two entries.
Biology: Bronze Level 90
Mathematics: Bronze Level 68
His levels were far above those of his three opponents, but he felt a little regretful that he had not reached his original goal. He had aimed to break through to the Silver tier in biology and reach Level 80 or higher in mathematics.
Song He had not slacked off these past few days, but leveling up became harder the further he went. He could clearly feel that every level required him to grind through exponentially more questions. The later levels would probably become increasingly difficult.
It was giving him a headache. This ten-day, nonstop, demonic sprint had made Song He somewhat sick of studying. It was like eating nothing but pig intestines for ten days straight—he had eaten so much that his body had started rejecting them.
Still, eating pig intestines was relatively good. For many people, the experience of studying was like eating shit.
"How confident are you?" Yuan Guang asked with concern. "Do you have a sixty percent chance of winning?"
"One hundred percent!" Song He