Substitute

It's probably rare to see someone with such a strong will despite physical disability in one's life, so whether it's other candidates or the proctors, they can't help but take a second look when they see Qing Chen's wheelchair and his frail face.

After Xu Zimo left, Zhou Xuanying also came in. It turned out that he and Qing Chen were in the same examination room.

"So you're in this exam room too," Qing Chen said with a smile.

He had deliberately distanced himself from these classmates before because he was worried that being too enthusiastic towards them would lead to them falling victim to Huan Yu's poison.

Qing Chen was cold to Hu Xiaoniu and Wang Yun before because he couldn't accept their attitude towards each other.

But he wasn't really that aloof; he did have basic manners, like greeting his classmates.

However, Zhou Xuanying didn't even glance at Qing Chen, acting completely like a stranger, seemingly still angry that Qing Chen had delayed his study time.

It's also possible that Qing Chen's deliberate distancing made him feel there was no need to continue communicating with Qing Chen.

Qing Chen is a top student, and so is he.

Many times when he came in second place in the grade, Qing Chen was always third...

Qing Chen was taken aback by Zhou Xuanying's attitude, but considering that he was in the wrong first, he didn't care about the other party's attitude.

He simply waited for the exam to begin and then quietly started working on the questions.

The exam begins.

Because his left arm was still a little sore, he simply skipped the paper-based calculation process altogether.

So in the eyes of the proctor, Qing Chen just stared straight at the question, then closed his eyes and filled in the answer after a few seconds.

During this period, he did not perform any verification calculations.

It was as if Qing Chen had simply sat there and prayed quietly for a moment, and the answer had already appeared.

This scene was truly amazing.

Before Xu Zimo left, she said that she would not compete with Qing Chen in terms of grades this time. Qing Chen thought this was a good thing, so as not to discourage her.

The AMC 10 math competition differs from school math exams in that it selects participants based on the top 2.5% of their class.

Therefore, without a score reference this time, if Qing Chen tries to control the score, he might accidentally capsize in a ditch.

Furthermore, Los Angeles Foreign Language School promised him that if he entered the top 1% globally, received an outstanding honor certificate, and donated it to the school for Chen Lie, the school would give him an extra 10,000 yuan.

To be honest, Qing Chen is already rich, but he's still willing to pick up money.

Zhou Xuanying sat diagonally behind him, occasionally glancing up to see him doing his homework with a "prayer-like" expression. He thought to himself that Qing Chen was definitely not going to make it this time, as he looked like he had given up.

There were two proctors in the exam room. One of them, a math teacher, had been paying close attention to Qing Chen more than ten minutes.

He noticed that since the start of the exam, Qing Chen's scratch paper has remained completely blank, yet he has filled in many answers.

Curious, the math teacher walked up to Qing Chen and stopped, then randomly picked a problem that looked simple and silently calculated it in his mind.

Mental calculation takes a lot of time, so he spent some time doing it.

A few minutes later, he shook his head; Qing Chen had answered incorrectly.

However, at that moment, Qing Chen looked up at him with surprise. The teacher sensed something was wrong, and he silently calculated in his mind again. Oh, he had miscalculated...

The proctor recalled Qing Chen's look just now and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

With half an hour left before the exam ended, Qing Chen had already closed his eyes and started daydreaming.

Taking advantage of this last bit of free time, I began to practice anti-material sniper rifles again in the mysterious world of "Conquer by Virtue".

In half an hour, he advanced the target from 1350 meters to 1360 meters.

Even if he only advanced 10 meters, it is still a gain.

When the bell rang to signal the end of the exam, Zhou Xuanying got up, packed his things, and left.

Qing Chen sat alone in the classroom until all the examinees had left. He asked the proctor to return his phone, and then he saw a message from Zard in He Xiaoxiao's group chat. "Wow, can you believe it? Qing Chen, who was shot in the abdomen during the day, not only didn't rest properly after being shot in the abdomen, but was actually pushed in a wheelchair by a beautiful woman to participate in the math competition."

Li Si: "Math competition? What math competition?"

Zard: "Are you stupid? I told you yesterday that he originally came to Xiancheng to participate in a math competition. AMC10, you know?"

Chuang Wang: "What the hell is the AMC10?"

Zard: "Don't ask me anymore, my mom won't let me play with illiterate people."

The Chuang Wang: "You son of a bitch..."

The text following "Chuang Wang" is all asterisks; not a single sentence was written by Qidian.

Zard: "You guys have no idea how weak Qing Chen looks. He still came to take the exam under these circumstances. I really admire him. I feel like everyone in Baizhou is talented. It's another day I want to join Baizhou."

Just then, Qing Bao suddenly asked curiously, "Who's the beautiful woman pushing him?"

"I don't know," Zard said. "I don't care about beautiful women, but I'm guessing it's probably his sister or something... Wait, something's up, you know Qing Chen!"

"I don't know him," Qing Bao said.

"Really? I don't believe it." Zard's thought process was unusually unpredictable, making everyone in the group feel a bit of a headache from this chatterbox.

However, this chatterbox always talks about relatively crucial information, which is completely different from the previous state where he only provided trivial information.

However, the other party seemed to focus on specific aspects when providing key information, only discussing matters related to daytime.

At this moment, a young man sat in the Lao Mi's mutton stew shop opposite the examination hall, carefully breaking apart the flatbread in his hand.

He was wearing a Bluetooth headset and said to Huan Yu through it, "Boss, you made a bet with Boss Bai Zhou that if he found you, you'd become his slave, right?"

Huan Yu calmly replied, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"But that was a bet your brother made with him, are you going to honor it?" Zard asked curiously.

"Of course I acknowledge it," Huan Yu said calmly.

"How about I report you to Bai Zhou? That way you can join Bai Zhou directly, and I'll be your dowry. What do you think?" Zard enthusiastically offered his suggestion. "I don't mind being stingy."

"Roll."

"Then I'll discuss it with your brother again tomorrow," Zard said with a grin. "But don't worry, I won't do it if he doesn't agree. You don't need to silence me."

It seems that Zard is one of the few people who knows the truth about Huan Yu. Before this, no one knew Huan Yu's true identity.

No one knows Huan Yu's secret.

Huan Yu didn't mention the matter of silencing them on the phone, but simply said, "Go and, in your capacity, hand over the information about Kashima to Bai Zhou."

Zard asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you were going to personally wipe them out?"

Huan Yu said coldly, "My people have all been ruined by my brother and you. How can I possibly manage them? Can't you use your brain?"

Zard thought for a moment and said, "That's true..."

Huan Yu said, "Since Bai Zhou wiped out all my people in Xiancheng, let Bai Zhou handle it. Besides, they have close ties with Kunlun, so Kunlun will also take action. Let them tell Kunlun that the biggest fish has appeared, and it's time to close the net."

Xiancheng is Huan Yu's home turf, so he naturally knows more about the situation.

"You went through all that trouble to get this information, and you just gave it to him like that?" Zard asked.

Huan Yu said calmly, "If he gets into a fight with the people from Kashima, and gets killed without warning, wouldn't that be letting me reap the benefits? Anyway, I hate both sides, and both sides hate me too."

"Okay," Zard replied.

As he spoke, Zard got up, grabbed some tissues from the mutton stew shop, wrote a note, and then went to the exam hall entrance and stuffed it into Tian Hailong's hand. "Don't peek, give this to Qing Chen, or I'll beat you up."

Tian Hailong took the note with a bewildered look on his face. He didn't even get a good look at Zard before the other person rejoined the crowd.

At this time, there were many parents and teachers outside the examination room, and educational institutions were also present, so much so that Tian Hailong could not see who had slipped him the note.

Zard, who had slipped him the note, had already gone back to the mutton stew restaurant as if nothing had happened and continued breaking the flatbread. He had been breaking the flatbread for half an hour and still hadn't finished.

At this moment, Xu Zimo pushed Qing Chen to the entrance of the examination hall, the boy still looking weak.

Tian Hailong walked over to Qing Chen and asked in a low voice, "How did the exam go?"

Qing Chen thought for a moment, "If I could get an Outstanding Honor Certificate with 121 points last year, then I should be fine."

Tian Hailong was stunned. He thought Qing Chen had come to take the exam simply because he didn't want to give up halfway. But he didn't expect Qing Chen to be able to get into the top 1% in the world!

Zhou Xuanying whispered to Wang Jiale and Xia Xiaoran, "I don't think he told Teacher Tian the truth. We were in the same exam room, and I saw it. When the exam was over, his scratch paper was still blank. He didn't check his work at all. He guessed all the answers."

"Huh? It seems he really didn't answer the questions properly, but why would he lie to Teacher Tian?" Xia Xiaoran asked, puzzled. Wang Jiale glanced at them indifferently and didn't say anything.

Zhou Xuanying shrugged and spread his hands, saying, "Maybe they feel they can't save face."

At this moment, Xu Zimo walked over and said coldly, "Don't gossip behind other people's backs. Didn't you see he was injured? It's normal that he can't do well on the exam. Zhou Xuanying, you were ninth in the last mock exam. Was it because you were thinking about this kind of nonsense all the time?"

Zhou Xuanying curled his lip. "Once the results are out, everyone will know from the scores."

"Where's Qing Chen?" Wang Jiale asked curiously.

"That... sister, let's take him back to rest. We're heading back this afternoon, and they need to recover from their injuries here before leaving," Xu Zimo explained.

They searched for Qing Chen's figure in the crowd, while Jiang Xue had already pushed that classmate away into the distance.

The two figures stood out quietly amidst the bustling crowd.

Qing Chen sat in his wheelchair, silently unfolding the note written by Zard. It contained a very important message, and was signed Zard with a heart emoji.

Yes, this guy not only casually wrote a note on a tissue, but he also actually wrote "heart" at the end of the note.

"It's too hasty," Qing Chen sighed, "And even a bit exaggerated."

What kind of personality does Zard have? He doesn't seem like a proper person. He's clearly on Huan Yu's side, so why does he keep confessing his feelings to Bai Zhou?

Moreover, which organization would casually write on a napkin when delivering a message?

"Xiao Chen, who wrote you the note? Was it that girl from earlier?" She had been keeping an eye on the crowd to see if anyone was trying to ambush Qing Chen, so she hadn't paid much attention to the note.

Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, "It was someone from Huan Yu's side who passed on important information to me."

"Huh?" Jiang Xue asked, puzzled. "They're passing you information; could they have ulterior motives?"

"Regardless of whether they have ill intentions or not, I'm going to go and see them. Aunt Jiang Xue, you should take a good nap this afternoon. I need you to drive around at night tonight," Qing Chen said.

"Are we going to return to Luoyang tonight?" Jiang Xue asked.

"No," Qing Chen smiled, "I'm going to rescue someone."

"Well, I won't try to change your mind once you've made up your mind, just be careful," Jiang Xue said gently. "But what exactly do you want to do that requires you to put yourself in danger?"

"I'm going to save someone very important," Qing Chen sighed. "Someone will owe me a huge favor."

At this point, he even notified Liu Dezhu in the daytime group chat to come to Xiancheng again.

According to Zard, there is a very troublesome figure among the Time Walker controlled by the Kashima Corporation, a rare Chosen One among the Time Walker.

If this person hadn't existed, the illegal entry wouldn't have been possible.

This demonstrates that the Kashima Corporation takes this alternative plan for the reverse time travel very seriously.

Originally, the Time Walker controlled by Kashima illegally entered the country, and he had always been a bystander, standing on the roadside watching.

Suddenly someone rushed out and knocked the watermelon out of his hand.

To be honest, he didn't expect that the first reverse Transmigration Plan implemented on Kashima Island would be related to the people around him.

And it was someone we absolutely had to save.

However, this couldn't be done by daylight alone. After pondering for a moment, Qing Chen a message to his boss in Kunlun using his own identity. "My boss asked me to pass on a message that the Time Walker from Deer Island will be driving to Los Angeles tonight to complete the final step of the reverse Transmigration Plan. They only need to send the person to Los Angeles, and a countdown should appear on the arm of that ordinary person from the Outer World. In addition, there are people from the foreign military among these Time Walker. They also received great opportunities after time traveling and becoming Time Walker, which is somewhat troublesome."

Zheng Yuandong replied, "We have obtained this information and located their whereabouts. Kunlun will take action tonight in the open, uninhabited area."

Qing Chen asked, "Speaking of which, I thought you would make your move yesterday."

"It snowed yesterday, and the highways were temporarily closed, so they didn't go out," Zheng Yuandong replied. "If they had made a move in the city center, it would have had incalculable consequences for ordinary people. Fortunately, it was just a light snowfall yesterday, and it melted as soon as it hit the ground."

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment. It turned out that Kunlun hadn't made a move last night because he was worried about affecting ordinary people in the city, so he waited until tonight.

When the people of Lujima get on the highway, Kunlun will no longer be restricted in its vast and sparsely populated area.

Kunlun is different from ordinary organizations. They have more to consider and more responsibilities than ordinary people.

To be honest, Qing Chen thought Kunlun was a small, closed-off organization, but he didn't expect them to have so much information.

He recalled the time when Liu Dezhu was assassinated by people hired by the Wang family, the sudden appearance of a fully-equipped combat team in several buildings, and the two snipers hiding in the shadows.

Qing Chen suddenly felt that Kunlun might still have some power hidden underwater.

Unlike the flamboyant nature of Jiuzhou, Kunlun is more reserved and patient.

But why would Zheng Yuandong be willing to tell me such important information directly? Is this considered trust?

In the Vienna Hotel, Xu Zimo, Zhou Xuanying, Wang Jiale, and Xia Xiaoran were discussing problems in their room.

Twenty minutes after the exam, the actual exam questions were already being released online for test takers to purchase.

Zhou Xuanying seemed to come from a well-off family, so he bought four copies and had everyone redo them to see if they had filled in the correct answers.

This is a process that even top students inevitably go through after taking exams.

"I got it wrong on the second day and fell into a trap set by the question," Xia Xiaoran sighed. "This year's questions weren't difficult, but I didn't expect such a convoluted trap."

"I made a mistake too," Wang Jiale said calmly. "I should have thought about it more back then. Xu Zimo, did you do the right thing?"

"You got it right," Xu Zimo nodded. "I've done a lot of practice problems, so I've seen this type of question before."

"Impressive," Zhou Xuanying exclaimed. "By the way, Zimo, where do you usually find practice questions? Could you share with us? Also, could you tell us about your problem-solving approach for this second question?"

Unbeknownst to him, Zhou Xuanying had started calling Xu Zimo "Zimo".

Just then, Tian Hailong walked in from outside and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, students. I was thinking of booking tickets for you today, but I forgot that it's almost New Year's Day and the high-speed rail is full... well, not full, but there are only three first-class seats left. The school can pay for the first-class tickets for you, it won't be too expensive, but two of you will need to stay and wait for tomorrow's train."

Tian Hailong paused to catch his breath and quickly added, "But I discussed it with the school, and since we came together, we'll go back together. So let's stay here one more night. We still have tickets for tomorrow night, so we'll go back tomorrow night."

At this moment, Zhou Xuanying suddenly said, "Teacher Tian, how about I have my dad drive his factory van to pick us up now? It only takes about five hours from Luocheng to here, and he should be there this afternoon. Although the journey isn't as fast as the high-speed train, that van has been modified and is very comfortable. Besides, given what happened in Xiancheng last night, it's not appropriate for us to stay here overnight."

"Is it appropriate?" Tian Hailong asked hesitantly.

"That's fine," Zhou Xuanying said with a smile. "I'll call my dad right now. As you know, Teacher Qing Chen got into trouble. Actually, it's not safe for us to stay in Xiancheng right now. My family has been saying they're coming to pick me up since last night. They're worried about my safety."

After careful consideration, Tian Hailong also felt that Xiancheng was not very safe, so he agreed, "Then I'll trouble your father. He can keep the gas receipts and toll receipts, and the school will reimburse them."

"No need, no need," Zhou Xuanying said with a smile, "It's not much money."

A 5,000-word chapter, with another chapter at 11 PM tonight.

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