"Hey, Chen, what did the homeroom teacher want you in the office for?"
When Huo Tian saw Chen Ming return, he remembered their homeroom teacher calling him to the office earlier and immediately asked. The other two looked over curiously as well.
Chen Ming just spread his hands, then sat down at his desk and said with complete indifference:
"The homeroom teacher just wanted to tell me I'd already been guaranteed a spot."
Hearing what he said, and seeing how unconcerned he looked, his roommates immediately got angry.
"Holy crap! You're already guaranteed a spot? What are the rest of us even supposed to do?"
"Chen, you've betrayed us!"
His roommates were outraged, as if Chen Ming had committed some heinous crime. Meanwhile, the culprit was grinning from ear to ear. Smiles never disappeared; they just changed owners.
If his brats were unhappy, then he was happy. And just like that, the day passed quickly. Everyone finished their assessment in the morning, and Chen Ming once again got full marks—all six pluses.
Huo Tian earned a plus in strength, while Lei Yuan and Feng Rulang each earned one in speed.
Next came registration for the final exam, and his hilarious roommates began showing off their own special talents.
"Ancestors, I beseech you! Please help me pass the selection! May my enemies be weak, and may every opponent I draw already be badly injured!"
Lei Yuan placed an ancestral tablet on his desk, prepared offerings, then knelt and held up three sticks of incense in both hands.
"Is that your ancestor's tablet?"
Chen Ming's eyes widened slightly. Seriously, what are you doing?
"Yeah. I went home in the middle of the night to get the tablet of my strongest ancestor. I'm paying my respects and hoping he'll help me pass the