Evening, after school.
The school selection exam for the competition had ended.
The difficulty had not been particularly high. Lin Li had breezed through the questions, and if he had not gotten absorbed in watching the adorable Ying Bao seriously working on her test, he could have returned to the classroom half a period early.
Although Chen Yuying had been a little slower, she had finished everything too, with time left to check her work and exchange flirtatious glances with Lin Li.
She would probably have no problem meeting the school's standards.
So all they needed to do was wait for the results. Task Five should count as complete then.
After leaving the school gates, Lin Li rode to a small funeral supplies shop.
There were not many clouds tonight, and the stars were quite visible.
They said people turned into stars after death. Could MacArthur have been Shang Yang reincarnated?
After all, he was a five-star general.
Or perhaps Zack. Lin Li felt Zack's passive skill was quite like Shang Yang's too.
It seemed like an allusion. He recommended the designers investigate thoroughly.
"Shang Yang knew a horse's strength, Bi Gan saw people's hearts; Wang Bo floated on green waters, Qu Yuan stirred clear waves; Zitui leaned against mountains' end, Zhao Bing flowed into the sea; Li Yuan had no eldest son, Erfeng had no elder brother; Sun Bin's feet were elusive, Zuo Qiu's eyes were bewildered; Li Si walked beside the ground, how could one tell if the Grand Historian was male or female..."
Chanting the Poem of Hell, Lin Li arrived at the funeral supplies shop. Quite fitting for the occasion.
"Uncle, I'm here. Is there anything I can take away today?" Lin Li smiled as he pushed open the door and saw the owner.
"Lin Li,