A female-oriented system, but the worldview is a little off?

It's not harmful in any way, nor can it really be described as abnormal or twisted - it's simply an object with some abnormal properties.

This is what is called a "foreign object".

After taking the statue of [2-142] into custody.

The water sources in most places in the area can slowly return to their original state after being freed from the influence of abnormal properties.

But some of them are particularly seriously polluted.

However, it cannot achieve the external distortion effect, and is unable to create objects that can explode gold coins from the normal curtain.

They will be confiscated by the shelter as "foreign objects" or destroyed.

The world has never lacked the ability to produce these seemingly plausible objects.

It seems to be repeatedly verifying from the root...

Logic and rationality will be powerless in the face of absurd reality.

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"Let me take a look..."

After Chu Yan received the exquisite and slightly heavy ballpoint pen, he did not repair it immediately.

Because it's simple...

How does he know how to repair a ballpoint pen?

Don’t think that the setting for top students is an all-purpose encyclopedia—as long as you ask sincerely, anything can be done!

This is purely a stereotype caused by the wood fir!

Chu Yan complained in his heart, sighed and picked up his phone to check.

Ballpoint pen.....Water outage.....Recovery method.....

"Found it!" Chu Yan's eyes lit up, and he looked at the tip that popped up on the encyclopedia on the web page, "Let me take a look..."

"First, make sure the ball at the tip of the ballpoint pen hasn't fallen off due to it falling to the ground."

Picking up the ballpoint pen and facing the light in the classroom, Chu Yan confirmed that the ballpoint was intact.

It seems that there is no problem with the structure.

"Next...if it is left for too long, the ink inside will dry up, or if it is dropped, the ink will be cut off and unable to reach the tip..."

Chu Yan touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Well, at this time you need to put the pen tube in warm water and heat it for three to five minutes-"

"Ah, Chu Yan, if that's the case."

Professor Knowles seemed to have heard it, and a gentle voice sounded at the right time, and he pointed to the miscellaneous items in the back corner of the classroom.

He said, "There happens to be a student in the classroom who left a gas stove there from the last class. You can use it."

In that direction...

There happened to be a working faucet and a brand new gas stove next to it.

There was also an opened box of instant noodles in the pile of miscellaneous items.

Chu Yan: “…”

So you really know how to fix it, right?

He first squinted his eyes at the young professor with a questioning look, but was rewarded with an innocent-looking expression.

Then he sighed.

Walk over, follow the instructions on the phone, boil warm water, put in the pen tube, and wait a moment.

Finally, pick up the pen again.

He shook it vigorously in the direction of the ink pen tip.

The bright blue ink drew a beautiful arc under the fluorescent light in the classroom and flowed obediently towards the tip of the pen.

——Very good, I followed the instructions exactly and there is no problem with the construction of this expensive ballpoint pen.

Chu Yan took the paper and casually made a stroke on it with a ballpoint pen.

A beautiful bright blue ink.

He casually drew a circle on the paper, outlining a smooth line.

"All right!"

Chu Yan nodded with satisfaction.

Sure enough, if there was no problem with the overall structure, the professor was not trying to force him to buy the pen.

There is absolutely no reason why I can't write.

When Chu Yan looked at the pen and ink...

I didn't notice the professor in his scholar's robe at the podium.

again.

There was a look of surprise, joy, and a bit of calm curiosity in his eyes!

but.

The professor adjusted his black-framed glasses with his hand, hiding his raised expression under the reflection.

After taking the ballpoint pen from Chu Yan's hand.

He smiled gently again and said, "Thank you very much, Chu Yan, you really helped me a lot."

Using a ballpoint pen, he pulled out a piece of cardboard from under the table and casually drew something on it.

The ink is as good as new.

"To reward your diligence and hard work, I will add 20 points to your professional course score." Knowles said this in a calm tone and with a smile.

Are the grades in professional courses important?

Of course it's important.

This course was specially designated by Fengyuan College to teach top students in accordance with their aptitude and to cultivate the best group of special students.

Regardless of international students and exchange students...

The amount of grades that can be obtained in professional courses, even if it is not explicitly stated.

But the calculation formula used by the students in this country at the academy is closely related to the resources that can be obtained in the future.

Chu Yan wasn't quite sure about the message behind it.

But he had roughly guessed this when he first started the class.

and so.

At first, when Professor Knowles gave him extra points, he had the expectation in his heart, "Oh, maybe this professor is a good person?"

As we all know, there are always one or two teachers in school.

He is very easy to talk to, doesn't give much homework, and is allowed to catch up on sleep during class.

Even if someone fails to meet the required credits, various in-class quizzes will be used to help students get the required grades as high as possible.

Helping out with errands can also earn you extra points.

This kind of teacher is simply an angel in school!

——That’s what Chu Yan originally thought.

until.....

"Professor Knowles," the young man said helplessly, "So far, the bonus points you have given me have totaled 375 points."

"Let me ask you something out of curiosity... the scoreboard you use is not in units of ten thousand, right?"

Are you adding the house points from Harry Potter?

Are the numbers just for fun?

When Chu Yan heard “add 50 points” for the third time, he had already lost confidence that the extra points given by the professor were valuable.

However, when Chu Yan said this, he was just complaining subconsciously.

Anyway, this professor has a good personality and probably won't mind.

But I never thought...

After hearing this, the young scholar actually touched his chin as if pondering.

He looked thoughtful.

After a while.

He nodded and praised: "Hmm.....a very good question, Chu Yan."

"Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed my fault."

"After all, I just came to this land to teach, and I am not used to the style of this academy yet."

"In the school I originally stayed at, the credits I accumulated were not only points needed to advance to a higher degree, but also currency that could be used to exchange for information."

"However, it seems that your academy has not yet established a corresponding system."

Professor Knowles closed the heavy book in his hand.

He raised his head and looked at Chu Yan gently.

He asked, "In that case, I will personally give you some rewards."

"Student Chu Yan, what do you want?"

"For example... gold or something like that, is that acceptable?"

The words fell.

Chu Yan was still in a slightly dazed state at this moment.

No, wait a minute! Are all of you from the aristocratic academy like this?

The same thing happened to the little princess before.

I was just acting as a guide, but someone stuffed a gold nugget into my hand without saying anything.

Seriously, how on earth has the price of gold in this world been able to hold up without collapsing?

"No, no, of course there's no need for that." Chu Yan quickly waved his hand and refused, "Just give me some extra points... At least I feel comfortable listening to this."

"Yeah, that's right. Gold is indeed not suitable for you."

Knowles nodded thoughtfully, but did not continue speaking. Instead, he continued to flip through the book.

"For today's class, I have nothing to teach you for now."

"You can choose to study freely in this classroom, or go back to the dormitory to rest early, classmate Chu Yan."

While saying this in a gentle voice.

It was as if he was writing a complicated report.

He wrote at a very fast speed with the ballpoint pen that had just resumed its ink.

The classroom was quiet again, with only the sound of pens scratching on paper.

Just like last week.

Also after a series of ambiguous events, time passed until the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

but.....

This time, after hearing these words, a strange look flashed in Chu Yan's eyes.

I looked at the ballpoint pen that was squeezing out ink.

It was as if the guess deep in my heart had been given further confirmation.

He looked at the young professor with black-framed eyes and asked with an almost certain tone.

"Teacher...is this a test?"

Click.