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"Okay, let's go together."

Helmer walked towards the medical department with the medical operator she met by chance, the corners of her mouth still curled up unconsciously.

It would be great if Ifrit could be like this to everyone one day.

Beichen chased after Ifrit and soon came to her room.

Although it is called a room, in fact, it is a medical room specially prepared for Ifrit.

But under Helmer's careful decoration, this place no longer looks like a medical room, and is even warmer than most operator rooms.

"Why are you standing there, come in quickly."

Ifrit noticed Beichen who was still in a daze outside the door and said.

"okay."

Beichen walked into the room and watched Ifrit sitting at the small table. He took out an exercise book from under the table and spread it on the table.

"So, why did you ask me to come here? Could it be to watch you do your homework?"

Beichen asked.

"Don't tell me, it's coaching! Just like a doctor, you have to teach me when you encounter something you don't know how to do."

Ifrit said while picking up the pen.

"I promised you in advance that I won't tell you the answers. You have to calculate these questions yourself."

Beichen took a look at Ifrit's homework book. They were all simple math problems.

"I know, is it possible that I, Lord Ifrit, would still be stumped by these simple math problems?"

After a while...

"What kind of questions are these? I won't do them anymore!"

Ifrit threw her homework book to the ground angrily.

Beichen sighed, picked up his homework, and looked at the red crosses he had corrected one after another.

How should I put it? Nine out of ten questions were wrong, and one was not written at all.

"You didn't listen when the doctor taught you last time, right?"

"How could you not listen! It's just... I'm just a little bored."

Ifrit still defended unconvinced.

"But, if this is the case, Helmer will be angry when he comes back to check your homework at night."

Ifrit, who originally wanted to continue messing around, immediately fainted when she heard Hemer's name.

She stood up and walked around the room for a while, then sat down again and said to Beichen.

"Hey, Beichen, you also know that I don't want to make Hemo angry, so please teach me how to do arithmetic problems. I promise to listen carefully this time."

"Really?"

Although Beichen knew that Ifrit would become very serious when it came to issues involving Hemo, he still couldn't help but ask.

After all, everyone knows that Charmander is a math genius.

"Stop talking nonsense and teach me quickly. I want to go out and play soon!"

Ifrit took the homework book from Beichen's hand and put it on the table, picked up the pen again, stared at Beichen and said.

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you, I'll teach you. Let's start from the first question. I'll only teach you the method. You still have to calculate the result yourself."

"Tch, please, tell me the answer directly, can't I just tell Hemo when the time comes?"

"Are you stupid? Hemo will definitely test you with different questions when the time comes."

"That's what it seems...but you can't say I'm stupid, I'm Lady Ifrit!"

"Okay, okay, Lord Ifrit, please listen carefully, I'm going to start."

Chapter 242 Do you understand? Just listen!

"Well, I've finished talking. At least you can now do the questions in your homework book."

Beichen wiped the sweat from his forehead, sighed, and added: "If you were listening carefully just now, you can indeed do it."

Damn it, lecturing is much more tiring than fighting, why is it even more tiring than studying by yourself?

When I was tutoring others, I was not as tired and sweating as I am now.

"So do you understand?"

Beichen looked at Ifrit and asked.

"Hmm, huh? Oh! I understand, I understand."

Ifrit was in a daze, when she heard Beichen calling her, she suddenly came to her senses, and then answered.

When Beichen saw Ifrit like this, his heart immediately skipped a beat.

It's over, I won't talk in vain, this unlucky kid feels like he didn't listen at all.

"Do you really understand?"

Beichen asked again.

"I really understand, I really understand."

Ifrit nodded vigorously.

"Then...can you try to do the homework assigned to you by Helmer again?"

Beichen spread out Ifrit's homework, re-copied the arithmetic problems assigned by Helmer and handed them to her.

“If you do well, you will be rewarded, if you do not do well, there will be punishment.”

award? punish? Something's wrong with you!

"Leave it to me, Lord Ifrit, this time it will be all right!"

Ifrit confidently picked up the pen and started doing arithmetic problems.

"Don't watch it from the side. It will affect my homework."

As soon as Beichen approached, he was pushed aside by Ifrit.

"Okay, okay, I'll stand far away, I'll stand far away."

Beichen was helpless and could only stand on the other side of the table, muttering quietly while watching Ifrit do the questions.

"Really, it's like me at that time. I don't know how to write when the teacher is standing next to me."

Beichen waited patiently for a while, and Ifrit finally finished.

She put the pen aside with satisfaction, a proud smile on her face, and it looked like she had answered all ten questions correctly.

"Let me check."

Beichen reached out and took the homework book over.

"Don't worry, this time I will definitely...well, I should do well!"

When Xiao Charmander saw Beichen taking away the homework book, he was discouraged first.

"Hmm, huh? Hmm~"

Beichen looked at Ifrit's homework with an uncertain expression on his face.

That’s probably what I was thinking: What? Can the correct answer be calculated this way?

What? You’ve written this far and still haven’t figured it out yet?

What? Can you get this question wrong? Isn't this the simplest question among the questions?

"how is it going?"

Ifrit asked.

Beichen put down Ifrit's homework, calmly took a sip of water, and replied: "I think I got six questions right. You can take a look at the remaining four questions yourself."

I’m tired. How could the original question I just talked about be wrong? Moreover, the answer to one question is written on the other side of the exercise book. Beichen forgot to erase what he wrote when he was talking.

Why doesn't this silly kid know how to sneak over and take a look?

"Six questions? That's pretty good, hahahaha, you are worthy of me, Lord Ifrit!"

Ifrit immediately closed the homework book and threw it aside.

By the way, doesn’t getting 60% correct be equivalent to a perfect score!

At least that's the case for college students.

What? How do you know I didn't fail a single subject at the end of the semester?

Ahem, why is the dimensional wall broken again?

"Now you can play!"

Ifrit asked impatiently.

emmmm, forget it, leave the rest to Hemo, he has done his best.

Beichen decided to start messing around, and let the doctor and Helmer handle such a difficult task.

"By the way, Beichen, there is a question I have wanted to ask you for a long time."

Ifrit suddenly turned around and said.

"Why have you been holding back this question for so long? Just ask."

Beichen didn't care, after all, Ifrit had asked a lot of weird questions before.

"Why did you call me that when we first met? By the way, Charmander, that's what you called me."

Ifrit asked, Beichen didn't expect her to ask this.

"Uh, this...I forgot about it."

Beichen couldn't answer that your attack distance is in a straight line, your method is to breathe fire, and you have two horns on your head, so let's call you Charmander.

"No, no, I'm not satisfied with this answer. If you don't tell me, I'll beat you!"

Ifrit jumped on Beichen's back, hugged Beichen's neck, and messed up Beichen's hairstyle.

"Ouch, stop pulling my hair. It's not like you haven't read the picture book the doctor gave you. Dragons can also attack with fire. It doesn't matter if they are called that."

"Hmph, that's pretty much it. That red dragon has a princess he wants to protect, and I want to protect Hemo like that!"

Only then did Ifrit jump off Beichen's back.

Oops, this is correct, right?

"What about Ceria, doesn't she need protection?"

Beichen asked jokingly.

"Hmph, Ceria doesn't need protection from others. She can protect everyone by herself, including me and Hermer..."

Ifrit's voice became quieter as she spoke.

"I miss Ceria a little bit..."

"It's okay. When you are strong enough, Hemo will allow you to meet her. She is currently performing a very dangerous mission."

Beichen comforted.

"really?"

Ifrit asked dubiously.

"If you don't believe it, just wait until Helmer comes back and ask her."

"...Okay, one day I will let Ceria see me now, she will be surprised!"

Ifrit quickly became energetic again.

"So the homework is done, what do we do now?"

Ifrit asked. It was obvious that she couldn't wait to go out and play. Of course, Beichen had a better way.