Cleverly Breaking Three Passes, Astonishing All Present · Yanhuang's Command Rules Ten Thousand Doctors

Liu Tao led Long Jinyu into the dean's office.

The room was spacious and bright, yet the furnishings were exceptionally sparse. Aside from the essential desk, chairs, and bookcase, there were almost no personal items to be seen. Only the faint scent of disinfectant and a hint of medicinal herbs in the air hinted at the identity of its occupant.

"Miss Long."

Liu Tao walked over to a large mahogany desk and pressed his finger against a hidden spot underneath. The wall slid open silently, revealing a complex device that shimmered with the soft light of a Soul Tool.

"This is the Soul Tool safe where the test questions and the token are kept."

"The rules are as follows: the questions will be projected one by one. Once a question is answered correctly, the next one will automatically trigger. Each question has a twenty-four-hour time limit, during which you may not consult any materials or seek help from others. Once you begin, there is no turning back."

He looked at Long Jinyu with a solemn expression.

"Are you... truly certain?"

Long Jinyu's gaze swept over the intricate Soul Tool, and he nodded. "Of course."

Liu Tao said no more and activated the device. After a faint humming sound, a light screen projected from above the device, and clear text slowly emerged.

Long Jinyu focused his attention on it.

A moment later, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"...Dean Liu."

He turned his head, his expression somewhat subtle.

"Before I begin the test, may I ask you one more question?"

"As long as it does not involve the content of the questions, of course you may." Liu Tao nodded.

"Can your hospital's medical staff... all answer the first two questions, only getting stuck on the third?"

"That is indeed the case." A hint of pride appeared on Liu Tao's face. "As healers, these are essential foundations."

Long Jinyu fell silent for a moment, then praised sincerely, "Your colleagues at the hospital are all excellent healers; I am impressed."

"You are too kind, Miss Long," Liu Tao said modestly.

"Then... among those from the outside world, has not a single person been able to answer the first question?"

"That is correct," Liu Tao confirmed, his tone carrying a touch of regret.

Long Jinyu: "..."

Nonsense! Even if you showed these questions to a God King, they'd be stumped!

He finally understood why this hospital hadn't been able to find a new dean in three years.

"I understand." Long Jinyu rubbed his temples. "Dean Liu, please go attend to your business. I will... give it a try."

"I wish you luck." Liu Tao gave him a deep look, bowed, and retreated, closing the door gently behind him.

Long Jinyu was left alone in the office. He stared at the familiar terms on the light screen: "gene," "allele," "self-crossing," "phenotypic ratio"...

He couldn't help but slap his own forehead, letting out a silent scream:

"What the hell! Do 'onboarding trainings' for transmigrators now require high school biology?! Is it really this competitive?! Su, are you hiring a dean or a biology class representative?!"

He looked at the classic "9:3:4" trait segregation ratio genetics problem and felt his head spin.

"If a Douluo native can solve this thing... I'll eat this desk right here and now!"

"Even if they are a fellow transmigrator, if their biology is poor or they've forgotten it all, they're doomed!"

"Su Qingyan, oh Su Qingyan... are you actually a medical student? Did you design these questions with no intention of letting anyone take over?"

"If you wanted to find a fellow countryman, couldn't you have tested Chinese, math, or English? Even testing common knowledge about Blue Star would have been better!"

"You lead with a trump card? You're doing this to me? Bullying me for being a liberal arts student? Is it too late to run away now?!"

[Ding! Detected that the host is encountering a difficult problem. Analyzing the question...]

[Reporting to the host, I... I don't know it either.] The system popped up weakly.

"Damn it! What use are you!" Long Jinyu scolded back irritably. "What kind of system doesn't know high school biology?!"

[...This question is not related to the Peerless Tang Sect, it is not included in the database...] The system's voice grew even smaller.

"Fine, fine, go cool off somewhere else and don't bother me."

Long Jinyu waved his hand dismissively, as if shooing away a buzzing mosquito.

[w...]

Resigned to his fate, he took out paper and pen from his Soul Tool.

He forced himself to concentrate, his pen tip moving across the paper as he listed genotypes, phenotypes, and drew out the breeding pedigree.

"Tsk, it seems... it's not as hard as I imagined?"

He stared at the problem, the super-strong memory and mental clarity brought by his Dragon God bloodline coming into play. Those dusty memories were gradually awakened.

"Purple is A_B_, red is A_bb, white is aa__... so white is just these three: aaBB, aaBb, and aabb."

"If you cross white flowers with each other... none of the white flowers carry the A gene, so how could an A possibly appear in the offspring? Without an A, where would the purple (A_B_) come from? The probability is zero, of course!"

With his thoughts cleared, the words flowed like divine inspiration. He quickly scribbled down the answers:

Genotypes for white flowers: aaBB, aaBb, aabb. Probability of purple flowers: 0.

After double-checking to ensure the logic was flawless—

"Submit!"

The light screen flickered, glowing with the green light of success. The first line of text dissolved, and a new question rapidly coalesced.

Long Jinyu had only just exhaled half a breath when he saw the content of the second question, and he nearly choked:

2. In a diploid organism (2n=4), during the late anaphase of meiosis I in a spermatocyte, one pair of homologous chromosomes fails to separate. What are the chromosome counts in the four resulting sperm cells? If this abnormal sperm fertilizes a normal egg, what is the chromosome count of the zygote?

"Su Qingyan!" Long Jinyu clutched his chest, feeling a bout of angina coming on. "If I've done something wrong, let the heavens strike me with lightning, not torture me with meiotic abnormalities!"

He was so angry he laughed: "When I find you, I'm going to force you to complete an entire set of Five Three! The liberal arts comprehensive volume!"

Complaints aside, the problem still had to be solved. He scrambled up, picked up his pen again, and gnashed his teeth while sketching out the division process.

"2n=4... non-disjunction in anaphase I... that means the secondary spermatocytes have... one with 3 chromosomes, one with 1... then normal meiosis II..."

His brain whirred, clearer than it had been during the Blue Star college entrance exams—oh wait, he didn't even take biology back then.

"So the 4 sperm are... 3, 3, 1, 1!"

"Abnormal sperm (3 or 1) combined with a normal egg (n=2)... the zygote is... 5 or 3!"

He hurriedly wrote down the answers:

Chromosome counts for the 4 sperm: 3, 3, 1, 1; Chromosome counts for the zygote: 5 or 3.

"Submit!"

The green light shone once more. Passed!

Long Jinyu felt like he'd lost a heap of brain cells: "Cough... my head hurts, I feel like I'm actually growing a brain... never in this life did I expect... as a liberal arts student... that even after transmigrating... I'd still have to take biology..."

He stared nervously at the screen as it reorganized: "The first two questions nearly killed me. If the 'NPCs' couldn't answer the last one, wouldn't it be something like a cure for AIDS? Or hand-crafting Oseltamivir? If it's like that, I'm definitely running for it..."

The screen stabilized, displaying the third question.

Long Jinyu looked at it nervously.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"Phew..."

He slumped backward, collapsing onto the wide desk, letting out a long, long sigh of relief. He couldn't help but laugh and curse: "Hahaha—! Damn! Su Qingyan... you really are... a genius!"

On the light screen, there was a question with a style completely different from the previous ones:

110 × Palace Jade Liquor + 119 × Big Hammer + 120 × Small Hammer + 20K = ?

A sense of familiarity washed over him, nearly bringing tears to his eyes.

If anyone else saw this, they'd likely be more confused than if they were reading a heavenly scripture.

But any soul from Hanxia would be able to share a knowing smile.

"If I can't answer this, am I even from Hanxia?"

He shook his head with a smile, reciting the answer almost instantly:

"Palace Jade Liquor, one hundred and eighty a cup! How is this liquor? Let me brag to you!"

"Big hammer eighty, small hammer forty!"

"So it's 19800 + 9520 + 4800 + 20000 = 54120!"

"The answer is 54120! Absolutely correct!"

He stated the answer with full confidence.

"Answer correct!"

Accompanied by a pleasant chime, the entire light screen dissolved into brilliant motes of light.

The soul-guiding safe within the wall emitted a soft "click," and the door slid open slowly.

A warm yet majestic crimson-gold light emanated from within.

A token with an archaic and imposing design lay quietly inside, intricately carved with the images of two grand, side-by-side emperors—the Yan and Huang Emperors themselves!

As if sensing the unique soul aura on Long Jinyu, the token hummed, transformed into a streak of light, and landed lightly in his open palm.

It felt warm to the touch, carrying a strange energy fluctuation. Holding it, he felt a bizarre sense of blood connection, as if he weren't holding a mere token, but a heavy fragment of civilization from another world.

"Yanhuang Lingyun Token..."

Long Jinyu traced the familiar patterns on the token, whispering to himself, his emotions complex and indescribable.

Homesickness, opportunity, responsibility, and curiosity about that "fellow countryman" he had never met—all these feelings were intertwined.

At the same time, the moment the token was removed.

The shackles that had invisibly bound this place for who knows how many years quietly dissipated.

The soul power permeating the air seemed to become more agile, and even the sunlight filtering in through the windows appeared to brighten by a few shades.

A young nurse patrolling the perimeter was the first to react; she tentatively reached her hand forward—there was no obstruction!

Her fingertips easily pierced through the boundary that had been impassable in the past, feeling the cool air and the noisy sounds of the outside world.

"We... we can... go out?" she muttered to herself, and then a massive wave of ecstasy overwhelmed her, tears streaming down her face.

Similar scenes were playing out all over the hospital. After a brief, deathly silence, there was a burst of cheers mixed with sobs and mutual embraces, released after being suppressed for countless ages.

They had attained a "rebirth" in a certain sense!

The door to the dean's office was pushed open gently, and several key hospital officials, led by Liu Tao, stood at the entrance.

Their gazes locked immediately onto the gleaming token in the hand of Long Jinyu.

Liu Tao stepped forward first, his emotions so agitated he could hardly contain himself; he actually knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and said respectfully, "Congratulations, Miss Long! Welcome back, Master! May you govern the Yanhuang Lingyun Medical Mansion and bestow grace upon all!"

The crowd behind him also knelt in unison, their voices trembling with immense devotion: "Welcome, Master!"

Long Jinyu was stunned by this display and the title, nearly dropping the token in his hand. "Ma... Master?"

This title was just too cringeworthy and over-the-top! As a young man raised with a modern education, he really couldn't handle it.

He hurriedly stopped them: "This... what kind of decorum is this? Please, get up! Don't call me Master; call me by my name, Long Jinyu, or... Dean works too."

Liu Tao looked up, his eyes filled with persistence and a deeper, underlying yearning: "Master! Rites cannot be abandoned! Since you hold the Yanhuang Lingyun Token, you are the only sovereign to whom we pledge our loyalty! The title of 'Dean' is insufficient to express our sincere hearts! At the very least, we must address you as 'My Lord' to be in accordance with the rites!"

Another young and beautiful physician also chimed in excitedly: "My Lord! You not only passed the test of Su Qingyan, but you have also brought us unprecedented freedom! This is the will of heaven! Only the title of 'My Lord' can reflect your supreme status and our determination to follow you to the death!"

"We beg for your permission, My Lord!" everyone said in unison, their eyes burning with the heat of those who had found their ultimate destination and faith.

Long Jinyu suddenly understood. How similar were they to the NPC guardians of the Great Tomb of Nazarick who longed to serve the Bone King?

They craved a "Supreme Being" who could give meaning to their existence and was worthy of their eternal loyalty. Without such a core, they might forever remain like duckweed without roots.

Refusing them would only plunge them into confusion.

"Fine."

His voice grew steady, and a natural sense of majesty began to coalesce around him.

"Since that is the case, I accept. From now on, I am your 'My Lord'."

"Yes! My Lord!"

The crowd responded in unison, their voices filled with the joy of relief and firm conviction, and only then did they respectfully rise.

"Please, My Lord, move to the top-floor hall! All colleagues of the medical mansion are longing to pay their respects!"

Long Jinyu nodded slightly and gripped the token tightly. He knew that once this step was taken, there would be no turning back.

Inside the domed hall on the top floor of the hospital, all the medical staff who could get away were already waiting in silence, orderly and disciplined.

Long Jinyu held the Yanhuang Lingyun Token and stood on a slightly elevated platform.

Liu Tao stood half a step behind him to his side and said loudly:

"The Yanhuang Lingyun Token has found its master! From this moment on, Lord Long Jinyu is the only sovereign to whom we pledge our loyalty!"

"The Yanhuang Lingyun, the torch is passed! Today we serve a new master to protect our living souls! Kneel--!"

Clatter--

Without the slightest hesitation, everyone—whether doctor, nurse, or other staff—moved in perfect unison, as if they had practiced it countless times, kneeling on one knee, right hand over their chest, heads bowed in salute.

"Greetings, My Lord--!!!"

The low, uniform voices converged and echoed under the magnificent dome of the hall, carrying a soul-stirring power and absolute loyalty.

Long Jinyu stood before them, bearing this heavy loyalty and expectation. At this moment, he truly possessed the demeanor of a "My Lord" who was transcendent and leading the masses.

He raised his hand in a gesture for them to rise, his voice clearly reaching every corner of the hall, gentle yet dignified:

"Please, all of you, rise."

"Since you acknowledge me as your master, you must follow my rules—"

"First, the benevolence of a healer and saving the world is the foundation of this institution; this rule shall never change."

"Second, in public, you are still to call me 'Dean' to avoid causing a sensation."

"Third..." His gaze swept over the crowd.

"Spare no effort to investigate information regarding the former dean, Su Qingyan; this is our top priority!"

"We shall strictly obey your decree, My Lord--!"

The crowd responded in unison before rising. The fanaticism in their eyes had dimmed slightly, replaced by the firmness of those who had found their belonging and direction.

With this, the Yanhuang Lingyun Medical Mansion changed masters.