Chapter 33: The Real Exam From A Hundred Years Ago
“Short or not?”
Lin Qi glanced at the treasure chests piled like a small hill, inwardly disdainful. If anything was missing, Twilight of the Gods and the others would be the first to know.
If even one was missing, that would be five hundred points gone.
Lin Qi could easily imagine that Twilight of the Gods and the others had searched the Gold-Devouring Unicorn Rat nest at least ten times more carefully than they ever cleaned their homes.
“A total of 43 treasure chests, that’s 21,500 points for you. I hope you can keep up the good work and continue to bring glory to the martial arts hall.” Looking at the clear gaze of Twilight of the Gods, Lin Qi could only grit his teeth and accept the treasure chests.
“Great!” Twilight of the Gods was thrilled when he heard the reward points. “I knew that was a dungeon. Sure enough, running dungeons is the most profitable. If I can find a second dungeon underground next, I might be able to get the intermediate volume of the Startling Spirit Breathing Technique!”
“You really are lucky. I’ve been digging for so many days and haven’t found a single dungeon, but you found one just like that.” Fang Zhen, who had just resurrected, could not help but feel envious seeing Twilight of the Gods instantly earn twenty percent of a dungeon’s rewards. “This dungeon is insanely profitable. It’s a pity it’s a one-time thing. Looks like I need to really search for a while next.”
“Brother Zhen, if you want to look for dungeons, I recommend digging deeper.” Twilight of the Gods, seeing how tempted Fang Zhen was, generously shared his experience. “I kept digging downward because I wanted to see how deep this game lets us dig, and I didn’t expect to dig out a dungeon.”
“I have to say, this game’s gameplay is hidden quite deep. On the surface, it has us digging holes and doing planting, but the underground has already been designed with other gameplay. By my estimate, there should be many more dungeons underground. It just depends on how far we dig.”
“Yeah, this game has always hidden things well. The Grizzly Mine had plenty of secrets, and that huge wilderness map too. Looks like I need to dig deeper next.” Fang Zhen nodded, feeling that Twilight of the Gods had a point. “If I find a new dungeon, there will definitely be benefits for you.”
“Then thank you, Brother Zhen.” Twilight of the Gods said gratefully.
At this moment, Twilight of the Gods also had a sudden realization. He felt he had found the casual gameplay of High Martial Arts Descend.
Maybe running transport in the wilderness was profitable, but digging holes underground was also not a loss, especially for someone like him who was not good at battle. Digging to discover new dungeons was also a very good choice.
“……”
Lin Qi listened to their conversation and wanted to dissuade them.
But considering that someone had to handle planting underground, since it was a long-term stable profit, he gave up. As long as they were happy.
After that, Lin Qi issued a main quest to those resurrected inside the martial arts hall to repair the hall. Three sets of repair tools were enough for ten people to repair various parts of the hall at the same time.
At the same time, Lin Qi used his smart watch to order a large amount of cement building materials from factories in the suburbs and hired one hundred vagrants from the abandoned area to repair the walls and outer perimeter of the martial arts hall.
For a time, the entire Obsidian Martial Arts Hall became lively, like a market.
But inside the hall, a strange trend suddenly took hold.
Aside from occasionally repairing the interior, these players no longer thought about how to open up land when they had free time. Instead, like madmen, they almost dug the entire underground of the hall into an ant nest, with interconnected passages like a maze.
Each of them forcibly increased their entry-level proficiency in Leopard Shadow Steps by more than ten percent, literally running themselves crazy.
Plus, with blood essence rice occasionally planted in the tunnels, vision could be well obscured.
You could say that if anyone came to attack the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, people could just hide underground and would be very hard to find. The defense works were done to a first-rate level.
At the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, as the sun slowly set, the day quickly came to an end.
“Opening treasure chests really is like opening blind boxes. What is all this stuff?”
Looking at yet another opened treasure chest and the exam papers inside, Lin Qi felt his scalp tingle. He seriously doubted what kind of person would bury all of their three years of high school exam papers underground.
Burying the exam papers was one thing, but not even burying more answer explanations? Just page after page of crosses. What did they expect future people to see from that?
Thirty-nine treasure chests!
Aside from occasionally getting some detailed explanations of fist and foot combat, there was nothing else useful.
No, that was not entirely true.
There were things like thirteen explanations of how to cook with monster flesh and a true understanding of how to absorb monster flesh, all teaching students how to be prodigal.
“These more than twenty thousand points really feel like a loss.” Lin Qi glanced at the waste paper all over the ground. None of it could even be sold. It was a pure loss of more than twenty thousand points. “Looks like they can only be used for warming later.”
Lin Qi did not have much hope left for the remaining four treasure chests.
“Good, looks like this person did make some progress over three years of high school. At least the exam papers don’t only have crosses now; most are check marks. But why is the name different?”
“Damn! What’s the point of hiding other people’s exam papers?”
“And there are so many of them!”
Looking at the exam papers in the box, Lin Qi was about to break down. He felt that this person burying exam papers had turned it into an industrial chain. Two whole boxes of other people’s exam papers. Who knew how much they made.
With only two treasure chests left, Lin Qi could not be bothered to look carefully. He directly kicked one open.
“Damn! A doll?”
Lin Qi stared, stunned, at the mechanical doll lying in one of the metal boxes.
Was this thing really just hidden in a box of exam papers like that?
“No, this looks a bit like the testing dolls from junior highs and high schools.” Lin Qi examined the doll in the box more closely, the more he looked, the more it resembled the testing dolls he had seen. “No power. I wonder if washing it up would make it usable again.”
Lin Qi had some impression of the testing dolls used in major junior highs and high schools, something he had heard about from Luo Qi.
Starting more than a hundred years ago, the high school entrance exams in major cities began including some martial arts subjects, including skill tests, where candidates were scored according to their skill level.
The robots that tested candidates’ skills could, through the candidate’s demonstrations, accurately determine their skill level, that is, their skill rank.
Rank One was about the level of current elementary school students in major cities.
Rank Two was the normal level for junior high students.
Rank Three was the normal level for high school students.
Rank Four was the skill level of university students, and also the skill level of many quasi-martial artists.
Rank Five was a major dividing line that only martial artists could generally reach.
If this mechanical doll could still be used, it could accurately measure the level of someone’s practice and would be quite a practical piece of mechanical equipment for martial artists.
“With this thing, it is not really a loss.”
Lin Qi then shifted his gaze to the other metal box.
This metal box was clearly different from the earlier ones. There were no exam papers inside, only a 2214 college entrance examination real exam questions with true understanding, plus a full box of detailed explanations of the real exam questions.
“What is this? One 2214 real exam paper? A whole box of detailed explanations?”
Looking at the box of solution methods, Lin Qi was dumbfounded.
Just how many questions did the 2214 college entrance exam have?
Were they asking students to do questions or to write books?
When Lin Qi opened the 2214 real exam paper, his eyes widened.
How to cultivate a stellar explosion?
Were high school students a hundred years ago all this overpowered?
