Chapter 574: Chapter 574 Extra Questions
Having submitted his answers, Fu Yunhe immediately began the second part of the exam.
With the start of the second part, it was all about virtual combat questions.
The second part began with Mecha repair, where Fu Yunhe started within his virtual space to repair the Mecha in front of him.
Every Mecha has repair points; you get ten points for fixing one, with a perfect score being one hundred.
Fu Yunhe had already begun.
At this time, the teachers outside finally knew who it was.
The two teachers monitoring the progress glanced at each other.
Mr. Li said, "It seems there’s no problem."
Teacher Zhang replied, "Really? Even the principal wasn’t as fast as him."
The only thing they did was report this situation, and the response they received was that the other party already knew.
Meanwhile, in an office, numerous professors and teachers from the Imperial Military Academy, some directors, the vice-principal, and even the principal, who hadn’t shown his face until now, all appeared in the office.
They saw much more on their screen.
In the office, people filled both sides of a long desk, all facing in one direction—towards the large screen.
On the big screen at the moment was a visual of a Mecha, with green lights constantly flashing on.
"Another light up, not even five minutes since he started and out of ten lights, he’s already lit up seven."
"Not only that, but the speed at which he answered the questions was unexpectedly fast. This is beyond what you would call a genius."
"That... I know it’s unlikely, but is there absolutely no chance that the questions were leaked?"
One director could not help but doubt it because this speed was truly inhuman.
Everyone’s gaze turned to the person furthest from the screen but directly facing it—the principal.
However...
"Huff, huff—huff, huff—"
The people who heard the sound weren’t at all surprised since they were used to it.
"Principal, principal?"
The principal, dressed very plainly and snoring with his eyes open, suddenly jerked and said, "I wasn’t asleep; I heard everything."
"Ahem—" The principal cleared his throat, "Question leaks are impossible. Besides, even if there was a leak, no one would know the answer."
"Unless this person is a clone of Admiral Yun He, there’s no possibility."
Everyone first admired the principal’s ability, now evolved to answering questions while sleeping with his eyes open.
Impressive.
The principal, deciding not to sleep further, turned to look at the big screen.
At this moment, the screen showed that ten repair points were all lit, but the virtual wrench had not yet left the space above the Mecha.
They could not see Fu Yunhe himself, but there was a continuously moving wrench on the screen, clearly showing his trajectory as he moved.
Judging by the answers, Fu Yunhe’s sequence of repairs could only be described as perfect.
Only, why hadn’t he left yet?
This was everyone’s question.
However, the principal facing the screen suddenly recalled a scene.
"I’ve set an extra credit for this question, but there’s no need to inform the candidates. However, if someone does find it, he must surely be the genius among geniuses in the realm of Mecha. Remember to keep him at your school."
"What ’my school’? I don’t want to be the principal at all. Was the teacher retaliating against me for drinking his wine?"
The principal, who hadn’t thought about these things in a long time, pushed back the tears welling up in his eyes, silently pondering as he watched the screen: Junior Brother, could this be the genius you spoke of? Could there really be someone with more talent than you?
While the principal reminisced and questioned, the screen’s lit points informed him of something—there really was such a person.
An eleventh light that had never been lit before brightened.
"Principal?"
"Is something wrong?"
"Don’t rush." The principal raised his hand with a calm expression, "This is an extra question set by Admiral Yun He, and I’m the only one who knows about it."
Upon hearing the four words "Admiral Yun He," everyone in the room couldn’t help but show a nostalgic expression.
That was the most brilliant and extraordinary person of their generation.
More than half of them had fought alongside Admiral Yun He, a man who could conquer many with his personal charisma.
The person in the present, the one who unlocked the eleventh point, somehow didn’t seem that important anymore.
At the moment, Fu Yunhe, after lighting the eleventh point, scored two hundred points.
The last extra credit question alone was worth a hundred points, and this eleventh point couldn’t be activated at random. It could only possibly be resolved after all ten points were already lit.
Clearing the second hurdle successfully and adding on the thousand questions from the first part, Fu Yunhe now had a total score of twelve hundred points and was starting the third part.
The third part was Mecha combat.
The students taking the exam had to engage in combat with a Mecha of the same specifications on the opposite side.
You’d earn twenty points for winning a match, and these points would be scored based on time, the Mecha’s wear, and the damage inflicted on the opposing Mecha.
There were five matches in total, but typically, after the second match, the damage to the Mecha would force competitors to give up the fight.
The best score was reaching the end of the third match. So far, no one had been able to clear the fifth part.
The office’s big screen suddenly changed the display.
Two Mecha images appeared, and the fight was just about to erupt.
"Squeak—"
The starting sound rang out.
"Damn!"
"What happened?"
"What’s going on? Why is there another Mecha already?"
Almost as soon as the start sound was heard, the Mecha controlled by Fu Yunhe rapidly attacked. With just one strike, the opposing Mecha fell thunderously, ending the match.
One Mecha remained completely unscathed, while the other, hit in a vital spot, was completely destroyed from the inside.
At the same time, in a control room, a student struggled to remove his controlling device, taking deep breaths of air.
For a brief moment, he had felt like he was staring death in the face, and for the first time, he sensed how close he was to death.
"Third, are you okay?"
"How did you come out? You won that fast?"
"Dude, Third, you’re awesome."
The student known as Third offered a mysterious smile and said nothing. The Mecha inside would automatically switch out, so the next person entering had no idea they were facing a contestant’s second round.
They thought they were facing a new contestant’s first round, after all. Third had been fighting for quite a while, perhaps finding it boring, so he came out. That’s what they had been doing, rotating in turns.
The student entering did not see Third’s meaningful smile or the hand covering his stomach.
These people were all junior or senior students who, according to exam requirements, controlled the opposing Mecha against the contestants.
Typically, a majority of the candidates would fall in the first round, and those eliminated would be subject to much joking and ridicule.
A junior student, beaten by a newcomer who hadn’t even attended a single day of classes?
Embarrassing.