I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 46 Leaked Exam Questions (23)

The way of dreams is mysterious and profound.

Many powerful beings have continuously studied this path, eventually creating dreamscapes that can assist people in their cultivation, allowing them to both enjoy themselves and learn, and even achieve better cultivation results than in reality.

However, such dreams are either expensive or secret knowledge passed down in various universities or research institutes, and are not easily obtained by outsiders.

It's unbelievable that such a powerful figure could exist in such a small place as Tianyuan.

It allows people to make money, review their academic subjects, enjoy themselves, and satisfy some people's shady desires.

What's even more infuriating is that such a great product is free!

At this moment, even the evil god wanted to ask what Chen Guang was after.

However, this thing is quite interesting. I'll leave it for now and dismantle it slowly when I meet my followers.

That Chen Guang dared to ruin my plans; next time I see him, I'll definitely give him a taste of his own medicine.

Having cleared his mind, the evil god slowly sank into his sea of ​​consciousness, temporarily ignoring the outside world.

Half a day later, the morning exams ended, and the remaining subjects were to be taken in the afternoon.

Sitting in the staff lounge of the cultural high school, Teacher Zhao was grading exam papers while having a meal.

With his right hand, Teacher Zhao wrote with lightning speed, while his left hand continuously fed each rolled pancake into his mouth, swallowing them whole without chewing. Then, using the Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound technique, he crushed them in his stomach and sent them into his small intestine.

Seeing how Teacher Zhao could multitask so effortlessly, several teachers from the cultural high school standing nearby couldn't help but show expressions of envy.

Teacher Zhao is truly amazing.

No wonder he has a title; the boost from a title is really important.

The title is an affirmation from the continent-level cultivator committee and a praise for those who have made significant contributions in a certain area. Only a handful of cultivators in the small Tianyuan can have such a title.

Besides sounding nice, the title also carries the blessing of a star deity, granting the recipient a supernatural-like effect that is extremely useful.

A short while later, a teacher group leader who was over fifty years old stood up, poured Teacher Zhao a cup of tea, and said with concern, "Little Zhao, eat slowly."

"I'm in a hurry, I have to proctor exams at Moral High School and Labor High School this afternoon."

"Okay, then I'll chat with you for a while, is that alright?"

"Professor Gao, please go ahead."

After carefully considering his words, Teacher Gao said, "To be honest, Teacher Zhao, you're a bit wasted at a sports high school."

Stopping what she was doing, Teacher Zhao gave the other person a sharp look that stung Teacher Gao.

Staring at her like a towering mountain, Teacher Gao instinctively wanted to avoid her gaze, but she still suppressed her fear and said seriously, "Your total score of 460 back then was the highest score in Tianyuan's history. I thought you would be the hope of Tianyuan, but I didn't expect you to drop out of school."

“I don’t align with the university’s philosophy,” Professor Zhao said arrogantly. “I despise the dirty tricks of those capitalists.”

“I know. But it’s good that you’re back. We all thought you would take a position at a cultural high school. Why did you go to a sports high school? With your talent in both academics and sports, you should come here. The basic salary here is 4,200, which is much higher than at the sports high school.”

Teacher Zhao smiled gently and then said, "Before, Changxia Sports School poached me for 7,500 a month."

Teacher Gao was shocked: "You agreed?"

"No. What I mean is, I didn't even go for 7,500, how dare you poach me for 4,200? Tianyuan Sports School is broke, the principal is a scoundrel, the dean of students is good for nothing but taking attendance, and the students are all stupid, brainless, and clueless, but... but..."

After thinking for a while, Teacher Zhao realized she was becoming insecure.

Yeah, what am I after?
I'm a balloon, do you feel uncomfortable being there?

Then, he suddenly realized and clapped his hands, saying, "But there is a genius there whom I value highly."

"Physical cultivation?"

Recalling Chen Yu's feat of mastering the ninth level of energy dissipation in one night a few days ago, Teacher Zhao nodded and said, "Yes, indeed. Moreover, he is skilled in both literature and martial arts, but his cultivation time is still short. I want to do my best to help him reach even greater heights. In my opinion, his contribution to Tianyuan may be much greater than that of you and me." Looking at Teacher Zhao, Teacher Gao saw a sense of determination in his expression.

Learning martial arts won't save Tianyuan, but becoming a teacher can.

They see little hope in their own generation, but they can pass that hope on to the next generation, letting them carry on their legacy.

Realizing this, Teacher Gao gently wiped her eyes and said emotionally, "So that's how it is. I was being presumptuous. Teacher Zhao, let's discuss the joint teaching later. Some of our students are not physically fit and need some extra help."

"Okay, we also have some students who aren't academically strong. For example, this Ma Daqiang, he always scores around thirty points on tests, never over forty. This time the questions were a bit harder, so he'll probably... um?"

When Teacher Zhao saw Ma Daqiang's score of 40, he felt something was wrong.

He immediately began grading the grades of other sports high schools, and the more he graded, the more he felt something was wrong.

How come the average score is six points higher?

impossible?

Not only him, but the teacher who was grading the grades at the cultural high school also sensed something was wrong.

After watching the results three times in disbelief, the young teachers began whispering among themselves. Then they called Teacher Gao over and whispered, "Teacher Gao, there's a problem with the results this time."

"What's wrong?" Teacher Gao asked anxiously.

"The average score of our high school's students this time is two points higher."

"hiss……"

Going from thirty to forty is easy, but going from ninety to ninety-two is difficult.

The effort and dedication required are 20% greater than before, which is extremely difficult for high school students in a culture where time is of the essence.

Now, everyone has collectively improved by two points. There's only one possibility for this:
The exam questions were leaked.

Teacher Gao wanted to curse, but dared not say it out loud, lest he attract the attention of the Day Wanderer.

Regular exams are just simulations; the college entrance exam is the real deal.

However, cheating on mock exams will attract the attention of the "Day-Wandering God" if discovered, and once investigated, will result in a severe deduction of moral character.

After all, the more deductions are made, the better the day-trippers' performance will be, and the more bonuses they will receive.

Even now, Teacher Gao can feel mysterious gazes sweeping around him, as if waiting for him to say something.

Teacher Gao gently pressed his hand down and said, "This is normal. Maybe it means everyone's level has improved. Don't make a fuss. We'll talk about it after the exam."

"it is good……"

In the evening, after proctoring the exams at five high schools, Teacher Zhao returned to Wenhua High School and started calculating scores with the others.

Once all the exam papers were graded, the staff office fell into a deathly silence.

After a long silence, Teacher Gao coughed and said, "Let's talk about the results. I'll go first. The other results for the cultural high school haven't changed much, but the average score for academic subjects has increased by 2 points."

"Moral high school grade 3."

"Arts high school, 6 points."

"Labor High School, 5 points".

Teacher Zhao hesitated for a moment, but still said softly, "Sports High School, 8 points."

Covering her face, Teacher Gao sighed deeply, feeling that the worst thing had happened.

Could it be that the exam questions have really been leaked?

(End of this chapter)