Young Man, Cultivate Properly and Don't Daydream

The moment Yu Kuangtu finished speaking, Ren Suo felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

It was like being caught by the teacher for not doing summer homework, or his dad finding out about a 59-point test score, or relatives discovering downloaded *****...

Nine years of compulsory education had given Ren Suo a sensitivity to numbers. An average of 1.77, his own 1.25. What did this mean? It meant he was 1.77 - 1.25 = 0.52 away from the average!

Then, based on the ratio of 0.52/1.77, he was 29.3% below the average level!

29.3%, rounded up, that's a hundred million!

If Ren Suo's situation were compared to height, the average height for men in Xuan Country is 167cm, while Ren Suo would be 118cm, not even needing a ticket to enter a children's playground!

If described in terms of lifespan, the current average lifespan for men in Xuan Country is 74 years, while Ren Suo would be 53 years old! He wouldn't even finish paying his social security contributions or receive a single cent of pension before making an outstanding contribution to the country by slowing down aging and reducing the pension deficit.

Although the author doesn't have the data for the average college entrance exam score in Xuan Country, being 29.3% below the average score would mean Ren Suo would basically have to pay tens of thousands of yuan to attend a vocational college or something...

Seeing Ren Suo's eyes quickly dim, a Black Vest girl chuckled, "Boss, stop scaring him."

Ren Suo snapped back to reality and saw a faint smile on Yu Kuangtu's lips. He felt his lost spirit and energy returning to his body with each breath.

"The National Security Bureau's requirement for cultivators' aptitude is only 1.00. You're still 0.25 above that," Yu Kuangtu said with a smile. "Don't panic. Low aptitude isn't a major flaw—at least for ordinary people, it's not as earth-shattering as you imagine."

"I don't know if your instructor told you, but aptitude can be slowly improved. As long as you cultivate diligently, it's not impossible to raise your aptitude to 2.00, 3.00, or even higher—but don't have too high expectations. Improving aptitude is like the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill in a certain martial arts novel; it's easy to improve at first, but becoming incredibly difficult later on..."

"However, it's not particularly difficult for you to raise your aptitude to the average level. You won't have an aptitude advantage on your cultivation path, but you don't need to be bothered by it."

Ren Suo said, "Is it like a student who can only score 10 points trying to reach a passing grade?"

"Hmm... something like that." Yu Kuangtu nodded. "You should be grateful—many people in this world don't even have an aptitude of 1.00. They can only wait if they want to cultivate... You've at least passed that most important threshold. Otherwise, you'd be like ordinary people, saying you're envious, jealous, and hateful, but in reality, you'd truly be very envious, jealous, and hateful."

Hmm?

Ren Suo realized that Yu Kuangtu, this Deputy Director of the National Security Bureau, wasn't particularly serious—or rather, he realized this person was actually very young. Around twenty-four years old, he looked like he had just graduated from college, with a hint of youthfulness still on his face.

Yu Kuangtu wasn't particularly handsome, not fitting the current trend of fair-skinned young men, but saying he had the ruggedness of a soldier was also nonsense. Ren Suo had never seen a soldier with such fair skin. He could only be described as ordinary.

But he had a strange aura. Even though Ren Suo was standing and he was sitting, Yu Kuangtu was completely relaxed and at ease, exuding confidence. Ren Suo felt a sense of inferiority just looking at him.

This was an attitude of believing he could perfectly control the situation and wasn't afraid of any accidents. If Ren Suo had previously thought Yu Kuangtu became deputy director based on his combat strength, he now changed his mind.

Thinking about it, it was clear that in a core department like the National Security Bureau that arranged cultivators, to become a leader, one either had a deep background or exceptional skills. Yu Kuangtu likely possessed both. After all, Lian Province was one of the top four core provinces in Xuan Country. To serve as deputy director in Lianjiang City, the provincial capital of Lian Province, Yu Kuangtu was definitely a person deeply trusted by the party and leaders.

Moreover, for Ren Suo, Yu Kuangtu was simply amazing—even better than Li Dan!

The aura of the key emanating from him grew stronger as Ren Suo watched. He quickly turned his head away to avoid losing control and pouncing on the deputy director—he was afraid he'd be burned into glass by a large fireball then.

"...You're from Lianjiang City, right?" Yu Kuangtu suddenly asked.

"Uh-huh, yes," Ren Suo replied.

"Then you can go out. Cultivate well in the future, don't daydream about picking up a ring with an old man inside or anything like that," Yu Kuangtu said. "Just remember your aptitude yourself. If you tell anyone... I don't know what will happen, you'll be responsible."

After Ren Suo left, Yu Kuangtu finished registering his information and placed Ren Suo's file on the smaller stack of files to his right. The Black Vest girl next to him smiled and said, "We're short on people in Changlong City. Why not give us this one with poor aptitude?"

"Get lost. Where aren't we short on people right now?"

The morning quickly passed with the aptitude testing. When they ate their last completely free meal of two vegetable and two meat dishes in the cafeteria, the students were incredibly excited. Occasionally, a few curious ones went around asking others about their aptitude.

"My aptitude is 2.20, what's yours?"

"My aptitude is 2.55, I'm so trash, so bad, you guys are great... what's yours?"

"Spit, my aptitude is only 2.43, looks like I have no talent for cultivation... what's yours?"

Sensible people naturally ignored these show-offs, instead quietly remembering their appearances, and then... asking for their contact information.

The higher the aptitude, the greater the future, this was an unquestionable fact. Not only would their personal strength increase, but the ripples they could cause in the Aura Resurgence era were also unpredictable for ordinary people.

The Eighth Team members were all quiet. Everyone just chatted about finally getting their phones back later. Jie Qiansi said, "So I've already gone five days without my phone... The world might have changed when I get out. Sigh, many people must be looking for me, my phone, WeChat, and QQ are probably blown up."

"However, in reality, you don't have a single message," Qiao Muyi on the opposite side retorted.

"Impossible!" Jie Qiansi firmly believed.

Although something everyone understood happened between Qiao Muyi and Ren Suo, this didn't affect them bonding in the mess hall. Everyone knew that as cultivators, they would definitely become important members of various departments in the future. Building good relationships and establishing good karma now might be useful later.

After eating and packing their luggage, everyone got on the bus, preparing to return to their respective cities. Ren Suo got on the bus and saw Qiao Muyi still sitting in that seat. His eyes lit up, and he planned to go over—

"Come here, Brother Suo, sit here, let's play cards!" Yuan Dang and Jie Qiansi enthusiastically pulled him to the other side. Ren Suo wanted to resist, but soon the seats near Qiao Muyi were occupied by the girls from her dorm.

"I have a sentence of grass... grass... borrowing arrows with straw boats that I want to tell you."