True Questions From a Hundred Years Ago

"How many are missing?"

Lin Qi glanced at the mountain of treasure chests, a hint of disdain in his heart. Those people, Twilight of the Gods and the others, should know better than anyone if any were missing.

If even one was gone, that would be five hundred points lost.

Lin Qi could even imagine that Twilight of the Gods and the others would search the Unicorn Gold-Eating Rat's nest ten times more thoroughly than they would clean their own homes.

"There are 43 treasure chests in total. I'll give you 21,500 points for them. I hope you can continue to strive and bring glory to the Martial Arts Dojo," Lin Qi said, gritting his teeth as he accepted the treasure chests, looking at Twilight of the Gods' pure gaze.

"That's great!" Twilight of the Gods exclaimed excitedly upon hearing the points reward. "I knew this was a dungeon! It really pays the most to run dungeons. If I can find a second one underground, I might be able to get the middle volume of my Soul Shocking Breathing Technique!"

"Your luck is really good. I've been digging for so many days and haven't found a single dungeon, but you found one right away," Fang Zhen, who had just revived, said enviously as he watched Twilight of the Gods receive 20% of the dungeon's rewards. "These dungeons are incredibly profitable, but they're one-time use. It looks like I'll have to spend some time searching for them properly from now on."

"Brother Zhen, if you're looking for dungeons, I recommend digging deeper," Twilight of the Gods said generously, sharing his experience with a visibly interested Fang Zhen. "I kept digging down because I wanted to see how deep this game could be dug, and I didn't expect to find a dungeon."

"I have to say, the gameplay of this game is hidden quite deeply. On the surface, they have us digging holes and farming, but they've already designed other gameplay underground. Based on my estimates, there should be many more dungeons underground, depending on our excavation progress."

"That's true, this game has always been well-hidden. The Grizzly Mine before had a lot hidden, and the same goes for such a large wilderness map. It seems I'll have to dig deeper from now on," Fang Zhen nodded, thinking Twilight of the Gods had a point. "When I find a new dungeon, you'll definitely get your share."

"Thank you, Brother Zhen," Twilight of the Gods replied gratefully.

At this moment, Twilight of the Gods also had a realization, feeling like he had found the casual gameplay of the game "High Martial Descent."

While transporting goods in the wilderness might be profitable, digging underground was just as good, especially for someone like him who wasn't good at fighting. Discovering new dungeons by digging was also an excellent choice.

"..."

Lin Qi listened to their conversation and, though he wanted to dissuade them, he gave up.

Considering that someone needed to stay underground for farming, as it was a long-term stable income, he decided to let them be as long as they were happy.

Afterward, Lin Qi assigned the main quest of repairing the Martial Arts Dojo to everyone who had revived inside. Three sets of repair tools were enough for ten people to simultaneously repair various parts of the dojo.

At the same time, Lin Qi used his Smart Watch to order a large quantity of cement and building materials from a factory in the suburbs and hired a hundred vagrants from the abandoned area to repair the dojo's walls and outer perimeter.

Suddenly, the entire Obsidian Martial Arts Hall became bustling, like a marketplace.

However, within the dojo, a strange trend began to emerge.

Apart from occasionally repairing the interior of the dojo, these players, when idle, no longer thought about expanding their land. Instead, they went mad, digging the entire underground of the dojo into something resembling an ant nest, with passages crisscrossing everywhere, like a labyrinth.

They had all managed to increase their introductory proficiency in the Leopard Shadow Steps by more than 10%, running around like crazy.

Coupled with the Blood Essence Rice planted intermittently in the passages, it effectively obscured their vision.

It could be said that if someone were to attack the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, hiding underground would make it extremely difficult to find anyone; the defensive fortifications were top-notch.

Obsidian Martial Arts Hall. The sun slowly set, and the day quickly passed.

"Opening these treasure chests is just like opening blind boxes. What even are these things?"

Lin Qi looked at another treasure chest he had just opened, containing exam papers. He couldn't help but feel a prickle of dread, deeply suspecting what kind of person would bury all three years of their high school exams underground.

Even if they buried the exam papers, why not bury more answer explanations? It was purely filled with 'X' marks, what were they expecting latercomers to learn from this?

Thirty-nine treasure chests!

Apart from the occasional detailed explanations of martial arts techniques, there was nothing else useful.

No, that's not entirely true.

There were also things like "Thirteen Recipes for Monster Flesh" and "True Method for Absorbing Monster Flesh," all of which were methods teaching people how to waste their money.

"These over twenty thousand points seem like a bit of a loss," Lin Qi swept his gaze over the piles of scrap paper on the ground. Not a single item could be sold, a complete loss of over twenty thousand points. "It seems from now on, they can only be used for warmth."

Lin Qi didn't hold out much hope for the remaining four treasure chests.

"Very good. It seems this person didn't make zero progress in their three years of high school. At least the exam papers aren't just 'X's anymore; most of them are checkmarks. But why aren't the names all the same?"

"What the hell! Is it interesting to hide other people's exam papers, you brat?"

"There are so many!"

Lin Qi looked at the exam papers in the boxes, almost collapsing. He felt like the person burying these papers had turned it into an industry, with two full boxes of other people's exam papers. He didn't know how much money they had made.

Seeing that only two treasure chests were left, Lin Qi couldn't be bothered to look anymore and kicked one open.

"Damn! A doll?"

Lin Qi stared at a Mechanical Doll placed inside a metal box, completely stunned.

Was this thing really hidden inside a box of exam papers?

"No, this looks a bit like the testing dolls in various junior and senior high schools," Lin Qi examined the doll in the box closely, and the more he looked, the more it resembled the testing dolls he had seen. "It's out of power. I wonder if it can still be used after a wash."

Lin Qi had some impression of the testing dolls in various junior and senior high schools; he had heard about them from Luo Qi.

Over a hundred years ago, middle school entrance exams in various cities began to include some martial arts components, including skill tests where scores were given based on different skill levels.

The mechanical persons that tested students' skills could accurately judge the level of a student's skills through their demonstrations, which corresponded to skill ranks.

Rank one was roughly equivalent to the level of elementary school students in major cities today.

Rank two represented the normal level of junior high school students.

Rank three was the normal level of high school students.

The fourth level represents the skill level of university students, and also the skill level of many Quasi-Martial Artists.

The fifth level is a significant dividing line, generally only achievable by Martial Artists.

The current Mechanical Doll, if usable, can accurately measure the practitioner's level. For Martial Artists, it's quite a practical mechanical device.

"With this thing, it's not a total loss."

Lin Qi then shifted his gaze to another metal box.

This metal box was clearly different from the previous ones. It contained no exam papers, only a copy of the "2214 College Entrance Exam True Questions and Solutions" and a full box of detailed analyses.

"What's going on? A 2214 exam paper? A box full of solutions?"

Lin Qi was completely bewildered, looking at the box of problem-solving methods.

Just how many questions were in the 2214 college entrance exam?

Wasn't this meant for students to solve problems, not write a book?

And when Lin Qi opened the 2214 exam paper, his eyes widened even further.

"How to achieve Stellar Explosion?"

Were high school students a hundred years ago this formidable?