You call this a healer?

Vice Principal Zhang, Vice Principal Wang, Song Wugong, Liu Qiqi, and their group were just glancing casually when they seemed to be frozen in place by some invisible force.

A strong sense of bewilderment and confusion welled up in my heart, followed by a cold "stimulation" that shot from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

Everyone forgot about Zhou Ming, but he actually...

This is like in the old days, someone casually bought a lottery ticket, didn't take it seriously, and ended up winning the first prize of ten million.

Feng Qi, Ye Chen, and Bai Muwan, who were standing to the side, also stared wide-eyed, feeling that it was absurd and unacceptable.

Qin Moyu, in particular, became breathless, carefully reading the six characters "Zhou Ming of Baijiang Academy" over and over again. Then, he patted Lü Qingzhi on the shoulder and said with an extremely restrained calmness, "Hey, my student! I personally taught him with painstaking care of him. You flatter me!"

Lu Qingzhi's pupils contracted first, then he looked dazed, and finally said in a deep voice, "Impossible, I've never even heard of it!! Absolutely impossible!"

……

Not far away, in the crowd, Lin Ya and Zhong Xiu stood together, feeling extremely strange. They saw their own rankings but not Zhou Ming's. The three of them should have had similar scores, so what went wrong?

When the words "[Third Place Zhou Ming, 800 points]" appeared at the very top of the "Monument of Merit," they were utterly stunned: "???"

What's going on?

Where did he get 800 points?

How did he do that?

Damn it! Shameless! He sneaked off to solo without taking us along?

……

On the other side, Xie Lingyuan was still checking Zhou Ming's name in the rankings one by one. Since Zhou Ming was sure that nothing had happened, he should be on the list even if he had a score of 0. Why wasn't he on the list?

Until the phrase "Third place Zhou Ming 800 points" appeared.

She was stunned.

Beside him, Song Zhishu swallowed hard and asked with difficulty, "What's your childhood friend's name?"

Xie Lingyuan gripped the gift box tightly in his hand and said, "Zhou Ming, third place...it seems...it's him, right?"

Song Zhishu and several senior students exchanged glances: "You call this a healer? You call him timid, sensitive, thin-skinned, and an unknown nobody wherever he goes? And you expect us to take care of him?"

They know all too well how prestigious it is to rank third in the first monthly exam.

They were all gifted Orderers. During their first monthly exam, they risked their lives, fought until they were covered in blood, and narrowly escaped death countless times. In the end, they only scored around 500 points, ranking outside the top 100. Xie Lingyuan ranked exactly 100th, but only scored 585 points.

This is Baijiang College. In its 30-year history, the two best monthly exam results have seen two students rank in the top 100, at 65th and 76th respectively.

The third place, with 800 points, requires killing at least 80 first-level divine beings on average every day. In addition, since not every one of them has a chance of yielding a crystal, it may require killing 100 or more divine beings every day.

One hundred in one night? That's miraculous. All sorts of magic fly around. A single tail or tongue can weigh over a thousand pounds. There are also poison barriers, illusions, darkness, light, and so on. It's not like cabbage.

Those in the top 100 are already considered talented.

The top ten are almost destined to be big names in the future.

The top three are unimaginable.

Zhou Ming... third?

……

Not far away, Grandma Zhou Lingling and Mother Zhou Ying were handing out handwritten business cards to a group of women they were chatting with: "Please take care of us in the future. If any of you have jobs, it would be great if you could introduce us. We would be extremely grateful!"

A group of women casually accepted the money and stuffed it into their pockets without a second thought.

Just then, everyone looked at the "Medal of Merit," where the third place was awarded to Zhou Ming from Baijiang College with 800 points.

Zhou Lingling froze, her finger trembling uncontrollably as she pointed, "Ahhh..."

Although she was just an ordinary "Red Romance top performer," she gradually came to understand what being third meant through her exposure to the world.

Zhou Ying was completely stunned, staring intently at her son's name. Then, tears streamed down her face, and she finally couldn't hold back anymore, covering her face and sobbing uncontrollably, her voice hoarse: "Su Bingqian, even if you don't want me, I can raise the child well on my own, and I'm good enough. I won't rely on anyone!"

A group of women nearby asked, puzzled, "You...you know this Zhou Ming, who's third?"

Zhou Lingling pointed to her nose, her voice trembling, "I...I...me!"

A plump woman exclaimed in surprise, "Oh, you're Zhou Ming?"

Zhou Lingling exclaimed and hugged Zhou Ying tightly: "I'm Zhou Ming's maternal grandmother, this is my daughter, Zhou Ming's mother!"

A group of women's expressions changed, and they swarmed forward: "Oh, sister, we have jobs for our family! No, you don't have to do anything. Just come and inspect every day, and you'll earn 2 a month. What do you think?"

"Come live with us, your whole family! From now on, our money will be your money!"

The situation became somewhat exaggerated at one point.

……

Inner city.

A private room in an upscale restaurant not far from the "Pillar of Order".

At this moment, Chen Yuanjing, Chen Yuanwu, and their group silently watched as the top 100 people appeared one by one on the pillar.

Each time a person appeared, a young man from the Chen family would read out their information from a "specially made data booklet": "Number 95, the prospective son-in-law of the Li family in Xicheng, the Li family has poured a lot of resources into him. Number 52, the adopted daughter of the second-in-command of the Jingwu Division. Number 43, the son of the mistress of the third-ranking figure in the Resources Division..."

Chen Yuanwu toyed with a string of sandalwood prayer beads in his left hand: "Is it because these people have discerning eyes that they recognize these gems, or is it the result of countless resources nurturing them? None of them are clean."

Chen Yuanjing shook his head: "It's about half and half. The base has a population of over three million. Starting from middle school, almost all the children are filtered out again and again. Those who are qualified have already been noticed and snatched up by others."

After all, the probability of someone suddenly possessing exceptional talent is almost zero.

Chen Yuanwu's tone was bleak: "It doesn't mean anything! By the way, if Guiqi were still in school, what rank would he get?"

Chen Yuanjing considered it for a moment: "Around 250 to 300!"

Chen Yuanwu remained silent.

At this moment, the third person on the "Order Pillar" appeared: [Zhou Ming from Baijiang Academy, 800 points].

The young man reading the relevant information next to him suddenly froze.

Chen Yuanwu frowned: "What? Is there something wrong with this kid? The third-place winner is a direct disciple of the former dean of the Extraordinary Academy, with a background starting as a councilor. What's there to hesitate about?"

The young man reading the documents glanced at Chen Yuanjing and said with difficulty, "This kid is the one that my second uncle has been sending people to hunt down."

Chen Yuanwu's expression instantly became incredibly complex: "Second brother, you..."

Chen Yuanjing's expression was uncertain as he said blankly, "It doesn't make sense. He's a healer, third place? Does he even understand the significance of third place?"

"Never mind his profession or whether he knows anything about it. 800 points is the best explanation. Killing eight hundred supernatural beings in ten days, he's fucking insane!"

Chen Yuanwu grabbed the young man reading documents beside him, his eyes turning incredibly sharp and greedy: "He's a commoner, a kid from the slums, right? I remember him!"

The young man reading the documents looked embarrassed: "Indeed, that's true, but... he's also the illegitimate son of Councilor and Dean of Education, Su Bingqian!"

"Bang!"

Chen Yuanwu crushed a cup with his fist: "Damn it, it's happening again. We finally find a great talent with a pure white body, but he's already taken."

He then looked coldly at Chen Yuanjing: "How dare you, the son of Councilor Su?"

Before Chen Yuanjing could speak, the young man reading the documents cleared his throat and said, "The Su family has never given him a single penny in child support, and they frequently beat and humiliate him. A month ago, it was said they were going to send this child to the wilderness to die!"

Chen Yuanwu's expression instantly brightened, and he could barely suppress the smile on his lips.

Chen Yuanjing suddenly said in a deep voice, "This kid is strange, he has a big secret. To prevent things from getting complicated, we can't let him live now!"

"fart!"

Chen Yuanwu suddenly stood up. "Anyone who dares to lay a finger on my son-in-law, just try it! The Su family deserves to die! How dare they treat my son-in-law like this? My child has suffered all these years."

"Go, send him two truckloads of resources. No matter what method you use, just say you were testing him before. Tomorrow, send Chen Guiqi back to school and let him get another beating. What's wrong with a kid getting a beating? Everyone gets beaten up when they're young, why act like a precious treasure?"

Chen Yuanwu: "?"

So... he became a son-in-law? When did that happen?

……

On the other side, inside a private club.

The Su family elders operated in a more advanced way. Whenever a student from the top 100 appeared on the "Order Pillar," the screen on the opposite wall would display the student's accurate portrait, profession, level, and background.

Su Xunzhong cursed as he looked: "Dirty, absolutely filthy! Not a single one of them is clean! A bunch of shameless bastards!"

An elderly man with gray hair standing nearby shook his head and sighed, "Everyone's as shrewd as a monkey. I heard they've even started using methods to filter children's aptitude in kindergartens!"

Su Xunzhong took a sip of tea: "It seems there's no harvest this time. For thirty years, three generations of my Su family have painstakingly worked hard, and yet we haven't produced a single promising talent in the top fifty!"

"Yes!" The white-haired old man smiled bitterly, "The top fifty are all extraordinary kids, especially the top ten. They've probably been on drugs since childhood and have been fed plenty of resources!"

"If the top three are predetermined, it's Ling Shuang, Gou Hanyi, and Jin Wuzhu..."

Before he could finish speaking, the words "Zhou Ming, third place, 800 points" appeared.

The white-haired old man's words came to an abrupt end.

Su Xunzhong's eyes lit up: "Huh? This kid looks unfamiliar. Could he be a dark horse?"

A middle-aged man across from him had a very interesting expression: "A dark horse, an absolute dark horse!"

Su Xunzhong slammed his fist on the table: "Then what are we waiting for? Rob it! Send men to Baijiang Academy to rob it, and send a million to his family first! Go now!"

The middle-aged man was incredibly conflicted: "No... we shouldn't take him. He is a child of the Su family, Bingqian's illegitimate son!"

Upon hearing this, Su Xunzhong's face lit up: "A descendant of the Su family? I knew my Su family would produce a fine seed sooner or later, and here it is! But why is his surname Zhou?"

The white-haired old man's voice was strange: "Bingqian and his wife don't acknowledge the child, nor did they raise him. The relationship between the two sides is very strained, and the child harbors hatred towards the Su family!"

Su Xunzhong's breathing trembled, his old face as cold as if covered by frost. Suddenly, he took out his communicator and dialed a number: "Su Bingqian, I, XXX, you scoundrel..."