Chapter 14: This brat!
Small cities had fewer intricate schemes, calculated plots, and elaborate conspiracies. Even in official circles, there were no particularly fierce life-or-death struggles. In short, the world remained harmonious and would surely stay that way until the American servers launched Cataclysm and the Taiwanese servers took down the Lich King, while the Chinese servers were still happily steamrolling Kil'jaeden, bliss written all over their faces.
Su Can admitted that he had merely been reborn, not turned into a superhuman with extraordinary memory and comprehension. He realized that he had, in the end, been a little too idealistic. In his six-month sprint through three years of high school material, he had only managed to reach roughly the end of the second-semester textbooks for Senior Year Two.
High school coursework was a raging beast. For ordinary students, every day meant fending off its attacks. Whether they could absorb each new wave of knowledge and master it as a trump card for the final examination three years later, whether they could emerge from that great reshuffling of lives gilded in glory or worshipped by thousands-that took some ability.
After all, under the current education system, examination results were the most direct measure of a person's worth apart from money and wealth, and Su Can understood that these standards would only grow stricter in the years to come.
Civil service examinations, qualifications for the banking sector, major state-owned enterprises, and foreign companies-to enter these upper reaches of the pyramid of social wealth and power, a distinguished set of credentials was the first step. Luck and connections came after that.
Even with connections, there were hard requirements, such as a university degree. Without meeting them, on what grounds could someone advance from a temporary worker to a permanent employee at a company