The Difficult Task of Clearing My Name

"D.72"

"..." Yaochuan Guang said this, looking at his chosen option B, then at the correct option D, and silently memorized this knowledge point.

There's not much to say about this; it's just something you need to memorize.

"Yes, in the eighteenth year, the Eastern Expedition Province was established, and troops were dispatched to Japan. When the army approached Japan border, a hurricane struck, so the army returned to the capital and discussed withdrawing the troops."

Pointing to Yaochuan Guang's wrong answer, Cong Yu, who had played Ghost of Tsushima in a previous world, simply asked her, "What is the monster that caused the hurricane called? Its scientific name?"

Yaochuan Guang left this question blank, clearly indicating he didn't know how to do it.

"Storm God, Sickle Weasel."

But Yaochuan Guang answered this way, then looked troubled. "I can't write."

"..." is reasonable.

Cong Yu glanced at it briefly and found that many of Yaochuan Guang's wrong answers were questions about numbers and dates.

Most of it consists of parts that need to be memorized.

And this part, relying solely on classroom teaching...

You can't remember everything just by accumulating knowledge... I need to draw the key points for her when we get home.

To be honest, this knowledge is also a test for Cong Yu.

Because in this world, many common sense facts and events have become inexplicable and seem dubious.

Cong Yu's previous knowledge, not to mention his limited understanding of Japan, was completely useless in this world, even his knowledge of past countries.

Although the world is still being guided toward a similar modernity.

Throughout history, many deviations have occurred that have left Cong Yu, a time traveler, feeling utterly disoriented... extremely disoriented.

For example, when he first met the eccentric emperor.

The emperor, whose entire body was bound within a dense array of magical formations, spoke fluent Mandarin, and had his own cell phone and computer.

He called himself Chi You.

Chapter 122 The Difficulty of Clearing My Name

<The First Study Session of the Yaochuan Family>

"..." Lantian Zhu looked at the white paper pasted on the table, and she couldn't help but open her mouth. But in the end, she maintained a calm expression and didn't say anything.

Cong Yu, however, was not so lenient with Yaochuan Guang.

"Why the Yaochuan Family?"

Cong Yu asked this with a smile, teasingly saying, "So you already consider yourself the lady of this house? We're all just married into the family, aren't we?"

Upon hearing this, Yaochuan Guang immediately blushed and covered his face with his hands. "Mistress... what about the master?"

Amidst Yaochuan Guang's question, Cong Yu immediately looked at Lantian Zhu: "Then it must be Little Lan."

Yaochuan Guang: "..."

To reiterate, she is not neodymium.

"I said yes!"

Lantian Zhu also peeled the paper off the table, scribbled some corrections on it, and then slapped it onto Yaochuan Guang's face. "At least it should be from the Blue Sky Family."

Yaochuan Guang took the paper and looked at the crossed-out "Yaochuan" on it, and the crooked "Blue Sky" below.

Although there were some criticisms about this, before that...

"Little Lan, your handwriting is so ugly."

Yaochuan Guang said this.

Lantian Zhu: Annoyed.

With obvious embarrassment and anger in her eyes, Lantian Zhu immediately attacked Yaochuan Guang, who was speaking the truth, and reached for Yaochuan Guang's armpit.

"Creak--"

"Hehe... Little Lan, stop messing around."

"Crunch-crunch--"

"Hahaha, NO! NO!"

"..."

"No won't work."

As Cong Yu spoke, she cheerfully took the paper, like a relay race, and added the character "Cong" to it. "That's right."

However, Cong Yu did not erase the surname written by Lantian Zhu.

Then Cong Yu looked in Xiao Cui's direction and pushed the paper over there.

"Meow?"

Xiao Cui let out a soft cry, sitting obediently with her head tilted. "I don't... I don't like the Kagetsuru Family, and I don't like this surname."

Upon hearing Xiao Cui's words, Lantian Zhu and Yaochuan Guang both stopped their commotion, while Cong Yu casually stroked her head.

"But this is your surname, not your parents' surname."

With that, Cong Yu shrugged and quickly added the characters "Cui" and "Yaochuan" to the top.

"However, since you say you don't like it... let's leave it at that!"

As she spoke casually, Cong Yu slapped a piece of white paper with the names of all four people present on the table.

<The First Study Conference of Blue Sky, Cong, Cui, Yaochuan Family>

"Then, our family's study session shall begin."

Upon hearing Cong Yu's announcement, Xiao Cui and Yaochuan Guang almost simultaneously felt a lump in their throats, nearly moved to tears.

Lantian Zhu, on the other hand, appeared remarkably clear-headed, maintaining his chin-resting posture and observing everything with a blank expression.

This place will probably be renamed Cong Yu's soon.

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"All correct, Xiao Cui, you're a genius!"

Cong Yu stood behind Xiao Cui, her head jutting over Xiao Cui's shoulder, looking at the test questions on the table. "I've basically mastered all the junior high school knowledge points... I feel like I can already do the same test papers as Yaochuan Guang."

Xiao Cui blushed slightly at Cong Yu's praise and the intimate contact at that moment, "I guess I'm still not as good as Sister Yaochuan, right?"

As she said this, Xiao Cui looked curiously at Cong Yu's incredibly smooth, long black hair, reached out and pinched it before burying her hand inside.

So comfortable!

It's very smooth and cool to the touch, just like fine silk.

After burying her hair in her hands for a while, she felt a warm, cozy sensation, perhaps because her own body heat warmed her hair.

Just like it can change temperature.

"He's still a bit lacking compared to Yaochuan Guang."

Cong Yu said this, looking at the increasingly proud Yaochuan Guang, she patted Xiao Cui's head. "After all, you're a primary school student, and she's a high school student..."

So, Yaochuan Guang, what are you so proud of?

Thinking this, Cong Yu walked behind Yaochuan Guang and, seeing Xiao Cui's lingering expression, looked at the test questions Yaochuan Guang was doing.

Then, under Yaochuan Guang's expectant gaze, Cong Yu nodded and prepared to leave without saying anything.

Yaochuan Guang: "???"

"Wait, Cong Yu- chan, why aren't you saying anything?"

Yaochuan Guang and Cong Yu reached out their hands, as if trying to persuade him to stay.

He smiled helplessly, "Because there are both right and wrong answers, it's within the normal range... If you want to improve your grades, you can only resort to the 'sea of questions' strategy."

Upon hearing this term, Yaochuan Guang, who clearly recognized that he was an idiot, humbly raised his hand and asked, "What does it mean?"

Cong Yu patiently explained, "It means doing a lot of past exam questions, compiling and memorizing the wrong answers, until there are no more questions to do."

For Cong Yu, and even for Cong Yu in the past, this was child's play.

Yaochuan Guang: "!!!"

Yaochuan Guang, who had been severely corrupted by the "happy education" approach, was somewhat fearful... but upon closer reflection, it wasn't all that bad.

Because Cong Yu was there to teach me.

In fact, her goal was simply Wind City University, which wasn't a particularly difficult goal... Yu Yu Yu.

With this in mind, she continued to bury herself in her work.

Then Cong Yu walked behind Lantian Zhu, and the blue magical girl visibly stiffened.

"..." Cong Yu paused for a moment, looking at the questions and then at the drawings on the draft paper... To be precise, cartoon animals—dogs, cats, and birds.

"It's very badly drawn."

First, she offered her evaluation, then Cong Yu looked at Lantian Zhu's title with amazement. "Lantian Zhu, you are a born magical girl."

These words caught the attention of Yaochuan Guang and Xiao Cui.

Aren't we doing homework? Why are we getting involved with magical girls?

"..." Cong Yu couldn't help but smile, looking at the true/false questions with an accuracy rate of about 50%, and the multiple-choice questions with an accuracy rate of about 25%...

Then, he stared directly at the embarrassed Lantian Zhu.

"Not at all?"

Cong Yu asked this question.

"..." Lantian Zhu nodded.

"Oh, I see... It's alright."

Cong Yu didn't seem to mind, and patted Lantian Zhu's head, saying, "After all, you don't need to go to school or take the college entrance exam."

Lantian Zhu may have started being a magical girl from a very young age. Therefore, she also has the common problems that magical girls often face.

They did not receive a normal education.

After all, for the magical girl industry, educational level isn't particularly important; as long as one isn't illiterate, that's sufficient.

As she said this, Cong Yu rested her head on Lantian Zhu's shoulder. "But, do you want to read some medical books? Or physics books?"

"If we do some research, it should help our combat power. Don't you need strength? To defeat that... Snake Man."

"... Would physics and medicine be helpful in a magical girl's battles?"

Lantian Zhu isn't entirely sure, but...

Defeat the Snake Man...

"..." Lantian Zhu pursed his lips, already feeling lost about his goals, just like a child who dreamed of becoming a scientist.

Because they realized that what lay ahead was an unimaginable chasm, they began to have thoughts of giving up.

But...

"And what about you? Cong Yu, weren't you modified by that guy? How do you feel? Do you hate him?"

Cong Yu shook her head at Lantian Zhu's question.

"Why?"

In response to Lantian Zhu's question, Cong Yu stretched out her hand and held it in front of her, conjuring some dark magic that floated on it. "Look at this magic that belongs to a weirdo."

As she said this, Cong Yu asked again, "Do you hate me?"

Lantian Zhu didn't know why Cong Yu asked that, but she shook her head. "You're just using the same 'negative' power as a monster, you're not a monster in the true sense, I can tell that away."

Even though Cong Yu has been modified and uses the same power as the "Snake Man," Cong Yu is still not that guy.

Therefore, Lantian Zhu did not feel that he had any reason to hate Cong Yu.

"So I don't hate him, just as you don't hate me."

As Cong Yu spoke, amidst Lantian Zhu's somewhat puzzled expression, she withdrew the magic from her hand. "Although I don't quite understand, what exactly is your grudge against the Snake Man, and what happened to your senior?"