The First Exam Ends

Just then, the words Uchiha You had spoken a month ago echoed in his mind.

Information.

Judgment.

Teamwork.

The choice when facing danger.

Naruto's movements paused.

Teacher You had apparently guessed long ago that the first exam might involve intelligence gathering.

If he handed in a blank paper now, perhaps he wouldn't lose points for wrong answers.

But if he did that, the pressure would fall entirely on Sasuke and Sakura.

He had to find a way to get the answers.

Naruto forced himself to calm down and began observing his surroundings.

A moment later, his gaze fell on an eraser that had dropped near Sakura's desk.

The eraser looked ordinary, but it had a very faint scratch on it.

Naruto's eyes gradually lit up.

When he was little, no one else was willing to team up with him.

To cope with tests at the Ninja Academy, he had once thought of quite a few little tricks for passing answers.

One of them was using Morse code to tap on the desk.

Only, back then, absolutely no one had been willing to cooperate with him.

Things were different now, though.

Naruto's fingers tapped lightly against the desktop.

Thud.

Thud-thud.

Thud.

The slight tapping sounds blended into the scratching of pens and were almost impossible to detect.

Sakura's pen-holding motion paused slightly.

She didn't look back.

But she quickly understood what Naruto meant.

Team 7 had specifically trained in basic codes and battlefield intelligence transmission over the past month.

Naruto was asking for the answer to the first question.

The corners of Sakura's lips curved up slightly.

This guy wasn't completely hopeless after all.

She didn't tap out the complete answer directly; instead, she broke the calculation result down into several parts and passed them in batches.

Naruto kept his head