The woman standing before them was Baiyu's homeroom teacher and Spirit Technique instructor.
Her name was quite poetic, Qiong Jiu.
She didn't look much older than them.
In fact, she appeared to be in the same age range as some of the girls in the class, only with a more mature aura, definitely a stunning ice queen beauty.
Based on the information Baiyu gathered himself, the homeroom teacher was from a few generations back.
That is to say, from the grandparent generation.
While Martial Artists have long lifespans, it's quite rare to see someone remain ageless like her.
Baiyu was a little surprised when he found out, even thinking of a nickname, "Granny Qiong," but he could only think of it in his head. He wouldn't dare actually call her that.
"You skipped even my class yesterday, what's going on?"
Qiong Jiu looked him up and down.
Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and a strong sense of danger emanated from her gaze.
There was no way he could hide it anymore.
Baiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher, I've already completed all the courses the school offers, and I have no problem reviewing them.
I've even gone through the college entrance exams from the past thirty years multiple times.
Coming to school for classes isn't very efficient, so it's better to study on my own at home."
This was indeed the truth.
At school, Baiyu's progress is significantly different from the other students'.
He'd been putting his life on the line to unlock the system for the past three years, and if his Pollution Level hadn't disappeared each time it rose slightly, he wouldn't have been able to persist until now.
It's quite possible that the Pollution Level was caused by the system.
Qiong Jiu tapped her fingers lightly on the table, with her other hand supporting her chin, resting on the desk in front of her:
"Your situation is indeed a bit different. Of course, that's not an excuse for skipping class, at least not for skipping mine.
I heard you've been busy being a hero recently?
It's simple if you want me to let it slide: win first place in the upcoming exchange class."
Exchange class has rankings?
Qiong Jiu explained, "This exchange class isn't just a simple course; there will be competitions later that relate to the formulation of future teaching plans. At that time, teams will be formed, and I want your team to take first place.
If you can't even get first place, then obediently attend my class.
For the next two months before the college entrance exams, I'll be giving you special tutoring.
You definitely won't like my one-on-one lessons."
Qiong Jiu's gaze was calm, showing no sign of threat.
Yet, precisely because of this.
Baiyu felt a chill running up from his feet.
This was certainly not a threat.
Because if he failed to achieve it, the teacher would definitely hold her word.
The ice-cold beauty's methods were nothing to scoff at.
"Teacher, this is a competition among more than a dozen schools, and I don't even know the content yet. You want me to take first place..."
"Then starting tomorrow, I'll take out my precious time to tutor you. Seeing your Blood Qi is already at 150 cals; it's just right to help you break through the ordinary person's 160 cal barrier, though the process may be somewhat painful."
"First place, you say, teacher? Rest assured, I guarantee to complete the task! With me around, no one else in Linjiang City can take the first place. Even if it means sacrificing my life, I must defend that top spot!"
Hearing this response, Qiong Jiu finally smiled slightly and pointed to the chair beside her:
"Sit down, the others should be finishing their exams soon. You can take this chance to wander around a bit because those who hand in their papers early are either chickens or your strong competitors."
Baiyu realized he had passed the test this time.
But if he didn't secure first place, he might face the teacher's reckoning later on.
The pressure was now on his shoulders.
Baiyu observed his surroundings, scouting for potential rivals among the unfamiliar faces.
The real experts fear nothing!
A large number of students rushed out from the exam hall.
Some teachers began organizing the crowd, gradually filling the auditorium.
Due to Baiyu and Qiong Jiu's attractive appearances, students from other schools kept giving them sidelong glances, assuming the two sitting together must be a couple.
When they found out the real age difference, who knows whether they'll still think that way.
Isn't there talk of twilight romance being in vogue now?
"Baiyu, did you solve the last question?"
A frightening face appeared before him.
Yue Zian seemed to be doing much better than the last time they met, although his dark circles had grown even darker, and his eyes were bloodshot.
His chin was covered with an unkempt beard, clearly unshaven for a long time.
His hair was a tangled mess, resembling a bird's nest.
Originally, even if Yue Zian didn't have Baiyu's dashing looks, he was at least pleasant to look at.
He looked like an oily middle-aged uncle.
"Brother Yue, you..."
"Don't worry about me, just tell me the answer to the last question!" Yue Zian's eyes were red.
"Uh, how could an open-ended scenario simulation have a standard answer?
I considered eight situations and simulated twenty-four possible developments.
Based on these twenty-four possible developments, I deduced the course of events, combined with previous situations to eliminate unreasonable answers, and wrote all the valid answers down.
I think those are all correct answers; it was actually quite simple."
Baiyu replied with a serious expression.
Yue Zian's eyes gradually widened in realization, "So that's how it is, multiple answers? I also considered multiple answers, but not in as much detail as you. Tell me, how many situations in total did you consider."
Seeing how enthusiastic he was, Baiyu couldn't bring himself to refuse and started explaining to Yue Zian.
Soon, passers-by looked curiously at the pair of them.
Sitting next to a gorgeous woman, these two guys seemed oblivious and were engrossed in discussing some mysterious topic.
It was an utterly bizarre scene!
However, some people recognized that Baiyu and Yue Zian were discussing the second mock exam's final problem.
This left the group even more astonished.
What, there are actually twenty-seven answers?
It took me all my effort just to think of one!
The answers even include behavioral traps?
Come on, are you guys even in the same dimension as us? Did we even take the same exam paper?
More and more people gathered around, listening to Baiyu explain his thought process on solving problems.
A solid fifteen minutes later.
Baiyu picked up a nearby water bottle, gulped the water down, and cleared his throat:
The solutions I just mentioned involve Spirit Techniques, countermeasures, Ancient Martial Techniques, and so forth, all of which are quite conventional and basic, something we've all learned before.
Though the knowledge is somewhat diverse and extensive, making it hard to recall instantly.
Actually, it's all very simple, just a bit time-consuming while solving."
Conventional and basic?
The crowd wanted nothing more than to cut the guy before them into pieces.
What he said made perfect sense.
A lot of their problem-solving approaches felt insightful, and the logic was coherent, with no apparent contradictions.
Is this the world of a true scholar?
The crowd of students from other schools looked at Baiyu, their excitement and shock unspoken.
This is a formidable person!