Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

Chapter 62 The first place is actually

Chapter 62 The first place is actually...

Towns is so young that he underestimates human nature.

He really didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, he would feel the magic power fluctuation in the examination room.

"..."

Even though Tangs is only a high-level mage now, he is definitely not inferior to the master-level mage in terms of elemental and magic sensing.

If the master hadn't told him not to catch cheaters early in the morning, Tang Si would have gone berserk by now.

Renn's original words were: "Even these exam papers are not real exams. So do you think their cheating is still cheating? Don't worry, a guy who is smart will not become your junior brother."

When he thought of this, Towns felt much better.

Not to mention Downs, even Renne, who was peeping at the screen, was eye-opening.

The first is a simpler approach.

Touch your elbow, then touch your wrist. In the eyes of a certain time traveler, this kind of code that even experienced mahjong players don’t bother to use is now used here.

At any rate, these guys are also able to get stuck in the viewing angle, specifically picking out places where Downs can't theoretically see to cause trouble, and highlighting one of them to work in the middle and back rows, which gives Towns, who may theoretically become the senior brother, some face.

Half an hour later, the magical existence of the 'self-destructing truck' appeared.

There was a guy whose family background seemed to be that of an internal affairs officer. He has neither magic props nor any trade union logo on him, and he is also wearing a velvet jacket that has the aura of an internal affairs officer.

This kind of person may know nothing about magic, but he has a thorough knowledge of common sense and basic knowledge.

He stood up suddenly and shouted: "I give up on this exam!"

Well, if you give up, just give up. This is not uncommon.

Downs narrowed his eyes: "Put down the paper! You can go."

But as he was walking, this guy was shouting, "Oh, I'm going to fuck your uncle with this crazy question, I'm going to fuck your uncle with this crazy question, oh, I'm going to fuck your uncle with this crazy question..."

Downs' eyes widened when he heard this.

The good and lawful camp has this problem. There is no evidence, and it is really difficult for Downs to have an attack. It's different if you're in the evil camp. If I doubt you, you should die.

Ahem!

Although this guy was speaking in the common human language of Kaos continent, and still used Cervantes slang, and the above was the translation localized by the system for Renn, Renn, who was peeking at the screen, still understood it instantly.

Isn’t this just a code word for cheating?

Oops (A), this is a question (B). IX(C). Your eldest (D) uncle.

Sure enough, when I switched to other fire bats, I saw a dozen candidates silently writing the otherworldly versions on their answer sheets: BBACD, CCDBA...

You can tell at a glance that those candidates collectively stuffed their money. They don't know which self-destruct truck will make it to the final exam, but they must have prepared more than one.

What's even more amazing is that through system review, Renn surprisingly discovered that the elemental sensing ability of the 'self-destructing truck' was actually quite high.

The boy was afraid that Downs would have an attack, so he quickly left the examination room after the incident.

When he stepped out of the outer wall of the magic tower under the watchful eyes of the Terror Guards and was surrounded by his family and other noble servants, he suddenly heard a long sigh coming from his ears.

"Alas! Boy, with your qualifications, it's not impossible for me to accept you as my disciple. It's a pity."

The second son of Lausanne City's internal affairs officer, who originally thought he had succeeded in accomplishing the tasks entrusted by various nobles, saw the expression on his face go through a cloudy and sunny cycle in one second, and then his facial expression suddenly collapsed. "Wow", he burst into tears.

"Oh my god! What did I miss!?" He couldn't forgive himself at all. It's useless to win over the trivial kindness of the nobles! Wouldn't it be nice to become a magic apprentice who is once in a century? It has long been rumored that the king is willing to give Downs a treatment equivalent to that of an earl.

Ren, who was far away in the Fulong Mountains, was very satisfied with the boy's reaction and secretly sent a fire bat to follow him. If this boy's conscience is still intact, there may be a chance to help him. Let’s see what his subsequent fate is.

Based on the system rating, if Towns' qualification is 100, then the kid's qualification is 40.

Don't underestimate this value, Tang Si is a once-in-a-century monster. In an ordinary year, that kid would have been at least the top three in the Magic Apprentice Examination.

The current situation is that the Age of Ending Law has lasted for too long, and a large number of magic talents have no way out. They are backlogged and take exams together, which is why there is a blowout like explosion.

Compared to this 'self-destructing truck', Renn paid more attention to the few spots of light in the field.

Although Ren, who is like a newborn sun, sits on the stage, there are still a few bright stars below the stage.

Perhaps, this is the otherworldly version of the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea cheating craze.

On the test paper made of white linen paper, in addition to fill-in-the-blank questions, there are also multiple-choice questions.

Renne borrowed the eyes of the fire bat and clearly saw a candidate losing his pen.

There are no pencils or pens in the Kaos world, only quills dipped in ink for writing.

It is not common to lose a pen.

Renn also thought that the candidates would summarize the world's rules of 'three long and one short, choose the short, and three short and one long, choose the long. If there are two long and two short choices, choose B, uneven and C is invincible. ’

Who knows, the end of science may be metaphysics...

System prompt: [Candidate No. 67 was found to be using a (prophecy) magic weapon. 】

Renn: "..."

This magic is similar to the [Pathfinding Technique] that deciphers the maze environment.

Powerful prophecy spells are equivalent to the divination of top magicians. They are the kind of outrageous things that directly get the answer regardless of the process.

This is the age of the end of magic. Just because we can't train mages doesn't mean that magic has completely failed.

This kind of prophetic magic weapon, which is at least hundreds of years old, can definitely be regarded as a cultural relic in the standard sense.

This boy who looked like he was born into a noble family was destined to die.

Compared with this kind of "middle-range" gameplay, which is just like playing tricks, the real experts are in the last row. That kid was No. 81, and he was stuck before the list of candidates for the preliminary examination was full.

He looks gentle and elegant, quite artistic, not only well-dressed, but also has a typical palace-educated air. He wore a round monocle over his left eye socket.

With such force, Ren almost lost his voice and called him the younger version of 'Amon'.

Without a system prompt, even Ren would not know that the monocle was actually a passive magic weapon. [Eagle Eye Technique] and [Perspective Technique] are solidified on it. To put it simply, as long as he pays attention to the focus of his sight, he can see the test papers of any candidate in the audience.

He even had time to carefully compare the answers of various candidates and then choose the one he thought was most suitable to copy.

Originally, judging from the fluctuations in magic power on his body, this kid could definitely be ranked among the top three in this year's competition.

The bad thing is that his [Perception] seems to be a bit too high. While looking around, he actually caught a glimpse of the legendary fire bat in a hidden state, hiding in the shadow of the corner and completely integrating with the environment.

Really *big eyes and small eyes.

Renn could see with his naked eye that the boy's face turned pale.

Probably realizing that everything was irreversible, the boy's face was full of shame. He suddenly stood up, leaned his hands on the trouser line, and bowed vigorously in the direction of the legendary fire bat.

"I'm very sorry. Everything was caused by my greed and ignorance. I am willing to accept any punishment." His sudden speech shocked the nearby candidates.

Just now, a self-destructing truck successfully caused trouble, why did someone self-destruct again?

"He is not from the Duke's family..."

"Shh..."

As soon as the candidates started talking, Downs shouted sharply from the seat: "Quiet!"

Immediately the commotion subsided.

Over there, looking at the young man in white clothes who was bowing down, Ren quietly said: "It's okay, you can go back. You can take care of yourself from now on."

"Yes!" The young man strode away with shame on his face.

About 40 minutes later, the first person to hand in the paper appeared.

He was clearly the thin boy wearing the robe of the Sandro family mage.

The moment he handed in the paper, tears welled up from his eyes.

As he walked out of the examination room dejectedly, a voice sounded in his ears.

[You were the first to hand in the paper, right? 】

"Yes." The young man whispered.

[Then you must know the answer. 】

The young man responded with a sad expression, which probably looked like a 'teary cat': "I, I just wrote a name and handed in a blank paper."

Ren was also speechless. He saw the boy turning over the scroll with a swishing sound, which was very loud!

Isn’t this the classic [you don’t have to write the questions, but you must speak loudly when turning over the papers]?

This is called momentum!