Wizard: I Have a World of the Dead

Meris Grand Library, evening.

Dusk seeped in through the tall arched windows, turning the stone floor of the corridor into a dark gray-blue.

Inside the large classroom.

Jenny, who had just put down a book, looked up at the door and said with a strange expression, "How strange, what time is it? The assessment is still not over?"

The entry-level assessment for scholars usually lasts only a few tens of minutes and rarely exceeds an hour.

Lin Qi's assessment lasted from morning until sunset, and he still hadn't come out. Was this still a scholar's entrance exam? It was more like a university bachelor's certification.

"Ha, is there even a need to ask? It's obvious."

A mocking laugh rang out; it came from Hawke, who was not far away.

He buzzed around like a fly, turning his head toward the classmates sitting nearby, saying, "He's a nobleman after all. The scholars aren't in a good position to deal with him; they're probably racking their brains to get him some points right now."

He paused, then continued in that tone of self-assurance, "But it's a complete waste of time."

"Lord Meris doesn't care whether you're a noble or a commoner. You are what you are, and any points you put together won't pass Lord Meris."

Jenny frowned.

Although she never liked Hawke, she had never felt as disgusted by him as she did today.

Just as she was about to retort, a voice rang out before she could.

"Hehe, you're really envious, aren't you?"

It was Jeffrey, sitting next to Jenny, who asked Hawke with a strange grin.

Hawke was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Envious? What do I envy?"

Jeffrey drawled, his voice languid, as if teasing a cat: "Of course, it's enviable that others have a good birth while you have nothing. Isn't that right?"

Hook, whose sore spot had been hit, cried out, his voice rising eight octaves: "I have nothing? Are you kidding me?"

"My uncle is the financial adjutant of Ouge Port, Viscount Fernandez's right-hand man, and wields real power, though he doesn't yet hold a title!"

"What is that guy? He's just a country bumpkin from some remote area. Does he really think that being born into a noble family makes him a noble? Without real power, it's all just empty talk."

"Noble families with little to no inheritance rights are simply given a settlement allowance upon reaching adulthood to fend for themselves; they have absolutely no chance of inheriting their titles. Why should they be compared to me?"

Jeffrey's smile widened, with an expression that said, "I've been waiting for you to say that."

His tone remained nonchalant, but every word was like a precise scalpel: "So—what makes you think the scholars would give him special treatment?"

He paused deliberately, tilted his head, and looked Hawke up and down with a meaningful scrutiny in his eyes, "Or perhaps..."

"Did you pass the assessment using some unconventional methods?"

Hawke's face flushed red instantly, and he opened his mouth wide, unable to speak, only then realizing that he had fallen into Jeffrey's linguistic trap.

Jenny watched from the sidelines, thoroughly amused.

This was the first time she had ever discovered that Jeffrey was actually so clever.

"The assessment room door has opened! The assessment is over!"

Just then, someone shouted from the corridor outside.

The sound was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, immediately causing a stir in the classroom.

The apprentices in the classroom got up and left in twos and threes almost without stopping, heading towards the third examination room.

There's nothing we can do, this is just too unusual.

The examination for novice scholars involved a full seven scholars, including the Grand Scholar, and lasted for an entire day, something that had never happened before in the history of the Great Library of Meris.

Everyone was curious about what was going on and wanted to join in the fun.

The door to the third assessment room was open.

The scholars filed out of the gate. Their expressions were not the usual weariness and seriousness after the examination, but rather a radiant glow and a hint of excitement.

Lin Qi was surrounded by them, chatting and laughing with the scholars as if he were on the same level.

The students in the corridor were stunned by what they saw.

What's going on?

I've never seen an entrance exam for scholars make bachelors so excited. I'm even surrounded by bachelors. Is this actually a bachelor certification exam?

Or is this newcomer really someone with an extraordinary background?

But that's impossible. If someone really had some powerful background, they wouldn't have needed so many academics to participate in the assessment.

Moreover,

In the Great Library of Meris, what kind of background would make scholars disregard their own dignity to praise a novice scholar?

at last!

Unable to contain herself any longer, Jenny broke the silence: "Grand Scholar Karls! Is the assessment over?"

Carls turned his head and then noticed the corridor was crowded with students.

He frowned slightly, unconsciously revealing his usual sternness: "What are you all doing crammed here? Don't you have anything to do?

After being scolded like that, Jenny instinctively shrank back and dared not speak.

The University of Carls is known for its strictness.

But...

I'm so curious!!!

Just as she was caught in a dilemma, Jeffrey glanced at her and asked, "We're just curious, Lynch...did he pass the test?"

Jenny's eyes immediately lit up with stars.

Wow, Jeffrey, you're so brave!

Karls then realized why the students had come.

That's true. It's strange that an assessment for beginners lasted a whole day.

Karls was actually a rather strict person. If these students didn't focus on their studies but instead came to join in the fun, he would have started scolding them long ago.

But when Jeffrey asked him today, he smiled and retorted, "What do you think, Scholar Jeffrey?"

Everyone present was startled, and their eyes widened instantly.

Everyone present knew exactly what kind of temperament and personality the Grand Secretary of Karls was.

Instead of enraging him, an assessment that severely disrespected knowledge left him beaming with pride after it ended.

Therefore, there can only be one answer.

But...

How is this possible?!

No matter how hard the students can believe it, that's just how the world is.

The objective laws governing things do not change according to human will.

If it passes, it passes; if it doesn't pass, it doesn't pass.

Grand Secretary Karls smiled and nodded, confirming the least likely answer in a low voice: "Yes, Your Excellency Lynch Varen, you have passed the test!"