Wizard: I Have a World of the Dead

"Someone has applied for the bachelor's degree exam! They're a new student who just arrived at the college yesterday!!!"

"What?!!"

The news had already spread throughout the entire Meris Library before the assessment even began, as it was truly extraordinary.

I just went to the library yesterday, and in just one night, I claimed that I had already learned the introductory knowledge that usually takes several months to learn, and applied for the assessment.

Such an amusing incident has never happened since the library was founded.

"Is this guy an idiot?"

Jenny sat in her chair, looking indignant. "What kind of person does that? Studying for only one night and then going to take the exam? Is he an idiot? Is he an idiot?"

"Maybe..."

Jeffrey, standing nearby, cautiously remarked, "He just wants to give it a try, doesn't he?"

"Is this something I can try?"

Jenny cried out, stood up angrily, grabbed Jeffrey's necklace by the neck and yelled, "This precious opportunity that can only be applied for once a year is being wasted like this!"

"And what will the scholars think of such a careless attitude towards knowledge? What will Lord Meris think?"

"Does he even want to stay at the Meris Library anymore?!"

Jenny looked at him with disappointment.

Jeffrey was so tight from the necklace that he could barely breathe, and instinctively tried to push Jenny away.

But when Jeffrey saw the other person's expression of anger, disappointment, and a hint of sadness, he stopped his outstretched hand.

Kids who grow up by the sea have practiced holding their breath before.

What's there to be afraid of!

"Hmph! That's just how these country bumpkin aristocrats are. They always think they're so important just because they have some noble blood. They're so ignorant and ridiculous!"

Just then, a sarcastic voice rang out from the corner, its tone laced with sarcasm and mockery.

His voice wasn't pleasant, but it saved Jeffrey's dog's life.

Jenny loosened Jeffrey's harness and turned to a young man in his early twenties sitting in the corner, saying, "What did you say, Hawke?"

Meanwhile, in the third assessment room.

In the spacious examination room, seven chairs were arranged in an arc in the center, and directly opposite these seven chairs, there was a lone chair.

The bachelor's examinations at the Meris Grand Library are conducted in a question-and-answer format.

Each Q&A session will involve one to several academics randomly selected from the library to ask questions of the candidate.

The time usually does not exceed 3 hours, and the number of questions is determined by the examiner, as long as it does not exceed the outline of the assessment level.

"Click!" The door opened, and a group of scholars filed in.

Leading the way were the seven bachelors in charge of the assessment, each with more than three keys around their necks. The chief examiner was a bachelor from the University of Karls, who wore six keys.

Behind them were a dozen or so scholars who would accompany the examinees and monitor the fairness of the assessment. They were also randomly selected from among the scholars in the library.

During the assessment, if any member present suspects cheating, they can anonymously report it to Dean Merris, who will then conduct a review and verification as appropriate.

The cross-examination by multiple bachelors and the supervision and verification by multiple scholars largely eliminate the possibility of academic fraud.

of course,

Normally, the entrance examination for scholars usually only requires 1 to 2 bachelors and 3 to 5 scholars. The scale that Lynch faced was the first time the library had ever seen such a situation.

Seven academicians sat in the front row, while the remaining scholars sat in chairs in the back row.

Grand Scholar Karls pointed to the chair in front of him and said to Lynch, "Sit down."

Lin Qi did as instructed and sat down.

Carls' gaze fell on Lynch, and he went straight to the point: "So, Lynch Varen, are you ready for the scholar's question-and-answer test?"

Lin Qi said, "Yes."

Your mindset is pretty good...

Carls nodded: "Alright, let's begin. Who wants to go first for the first question?"

The scholar sitting on the far left cleared his throat and opened the book of questions in front of him. He looked to be in his fifties, with gray hair, silver-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, and sharp eyes.

His tone was flat, as if he were performing a routine task: "Lynch Varen, please answer—according to Chapter One of *The Basic Guide to the World*, what is the world made of?"

Lynch spoke almost without pause: "The world is made of matter. Matter exists objectively, independent of human will."

"The smallest unit of matter is the atom. Different kinds of atoms, through different arrangements and combinations, constitute everything we see."

Karls's lowered eyelids lifted slightly, but that was all.

This is the fundamental question at the beginning of the World Knowledge Guide, and it is completely without any difficulty.

The second scholar took over the conversation; she was a middle-aged woman in her forties.

Her question was slightly more challenging than the first: "Please describe why objects fall and explain whether this rule applies to all objects."

Lynch remained calm and composed: "Objects fall because of gravity. Gravity is the mutual attraction between substances; the greater the mass of an object, the greater its gravity."

"This law applies to all objects, whether it is a stone or a feather; in the absence of air resistance, their acceleration when falling is the same."

Karls raised an eyebrow. This question was a bit difficult; it required understanding and thought, and even involved reconstructing one's understanding of the world.

But thinking about it, it's also possible that Lin Qi just happened to see this page and wrote it down; he was just lucky.

The third scholar was a young man in his early thirties with a loud voice and a fast pace, as if he was eager to stump Lin Qi.

He asked, "Please explain the function of latitude and longitude, and give an example of how to use latitude and longitude to determine the location of a place."

Lynch remained calm, speaking at a measured pace: "Latitude and longitude are coordinate systems used to determine the location of any point on the surface of a planet. Latitude is the angle between the line connecting a point to the Earth's center and the equatorial plane, while longitude is the angle between the prime meridian and the meridian where that point is located."

"For example, the longitude of Ouko Port is approximately 18 degrees west and the latitude is approximately 36 degrees north. Knowing these two values, we can accurately locate Ouko Port on a map."

Karls's expression showed a hint of confusion. This question was already a little difficult.

The chapter on latitude and longitude is in the latter half of the guide, and the content is rather abstract, which often causes beginners to get stuck on this chapter for a long time.

The other party not only answered correctly, but also answered fluently and without any hesitation.

This is a bit...

Did he really finish studying the guide?

No, that's impossible.

It would be difficult to finish reading it in just one night, let alone understand the content and reconstruct one's worldview.

That's simply impossible!

The assessment continues.

The fourth bachelor's question was a bit more tricky, asking a roundabout question that involved a comprehensive understanding of multiple chapters, forcibly linking the two concepts of gravity and the periodic table.

Lynch calmly and clearly explained the relationship between the two concepts, even citing a little-noticed marginal note in the guide as evidence.

The fifth bachelor. The sixth. The seventh. Questions came one after another, some direct, some roundabout.

Some people force two unrelated concepts together, while others specifically pick out the minor, easily overlooked details in the guide and ask questions about them.

Lynch maintained the same rhythm throughout—listen to the question, then speak.

Not too fast, not too slow, each answer is like a piece of carefully cut wood, precisely sized, with neat edges, just the right amount.

When answering the seventh question, he even pointed out a logical flaw in the question itself and offered suggestions for correction.

The scholar who asked the question paused for a moment, looked down at his notebook, and opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't say a word.

Another scholar leaned over for a look, then looked up at Lin Qi, his gaze changing.

Karls noticed that look. It wasn't contempt, nor surprise, but a more subtle look, as if someone was getting to know another person.

He glanced around, and the expressions of the other scholars were also changing.

The elderly scholar on the far left, with gray hair, had taken off his glasses, rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand, and then put them back on, as if trying to see more clearly.

The middle-aged female scholar's brows went from being tightly furrowed to slightly furrowed, then from slightly furrowed to relaxed, and finally to an indescribable expression that was somewhere between surprise and admiration.

The young scholar had stopped flipping through the exam book; his gaze was fixed on Lin Qi, his lips slightly parted, as if he had something to say but didn't know what to say.

The scholars in the back rows also began to stir.

Whispers rose from among them, like a pot of water about to boil, bubbling and gurgling.

Some people were whispering to each other, some were writing something quickly on paper, and some even stood up, craning their necks to look at the row in front, trying to make sure they hadn't misheard.

"This question...which chapter is it from again?" a voice whispered from the back row.

"Chapter Four. No, it's extended reading of Chapter Five," another voice replied.

"Further reading? That's not included in the assessment, is it?"

"It wasn't originally going to count. But now it is."

Carls took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead.

I don't know when, but a fine line of sweat had already seeped out there.

The initial contempt, disdain, and even disgust on his face had vanished without a trace; what remained...

Only a monstrous shock.