When the college entrance exams had just ended, fifteen days ago, a batch of test papers was secretly copied and sent to a hidden building.
The building was heavily guarded, with half of the Spirit Association’s elite forces stationed there. Even Curator Yazhe donned his night cloak and stood watch at the building’s sentry post.
Almost all the dojo leaders had gathered there.
Because the people inside this building were worth protecting by every strong individual.
They possessed the world’s top minds and professional knowledge reserves. Every achievement of theirs would drive the entire Immortal Spirit world forward.
At this moment, these secluded experts, wholeheartedly devoted to their research, were buried in grading test papers, much like ordinary high school teachers.
“This one’s just nonsense, can be thrown away.”
“This one’s no good either…”
“Obviously, these questions far exceed the answering ability of high school students. They can’t even explain the reasoning.”
“Sitting here is just wasting my life!”
As one answer sheet after another was marked with red crosses, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense and irritable.
After all, the cause of this big mobilization was somewhat absurd.
It was all because of one sentence from Bai Ze.
Bai Ze was an academic authority of the highest order— even the Immortal Spirit Encyclopedia was compiled by it— so the academicians naturally didn’t doubt Bai Ze’s authority.
But they did question whether Old Six— the prophecy department’s idiot— had misunderstood Bai Ze’s meaning.
Maybe Bai Ze was just bored and wanted to increase the difficulty of the college entrance exam a little.
Perhaps Bai Ze had made a bet with other Legendary Qilins that this year’s passing score wouldn’t exceed a certain threshold, so it instructed Old Six to raise the exam difficulty.
In fact, Bai Ze wasn’t implying anyone could actually solve those questions…
“Rip—rip—”
Answer sheets were discarded like trash one by one, and those used to computerized grading slammed keyboards in protest against this pointless task.
For the next several days, the building monotonously repeated this meaningless mechanical operation.
Even Old Six from the prophecy department began to doubt himself.
“Did I really misunderstand it?”
Facing increasingly blatant doubts from others around him, his pressure multiplied daily, and he couldn’t help but question whether he’d misinterpreted Bai Ze’s meaning.
At that moment—
“Eh? This student’s answer sheet…” Professor Eight-Trap uttered a surprised and suspicious exclamation. “It’s really full.”
Old Six hurriedly rushed over, eyes wide as he stared at the answer sheet.
Indeed, it was filled. For every extremely difficult question, she had written a lengthy answer, filling the answer boxes to the brim, sometimes even spilling beyond.
Compared to the ordinary students who didn’t even know where to begin fabricating an answer, it was a world of difference.
Could this be it? The prophesied child Bai Ze had spoken of…?
Old Six joyfully fixed his gaze on the sheet.
The answer boxes were filled with the repeated characters:
[Little Luo Xian❤️ Little Luo Xian❤️ Little Luo Xian❤️ ……]
Repeated over and over until every box was stuffed.
“……”
Creepy. What a yandere. Can’t answer, so just giving up, huh?
“Eh? This one…”
Just as Old Six was about to discard the answer sheet, Professor Eight-Trap exclaimed again.
Having long grown immune to Professor Eight-Trap’s “cry wolf” stories, Old Six had no expectations this time.
But Eight-Trap’s expression was growing serious.
The exhaustion from consecutive Yingzhan missions vanished from his face. As old friends, Old Six hadn’t seen Eight-Trap so solemn in a long time.
“I see, I see… Why didn’t anyone think of purifying it this way before? Oh my god, this is a genius idea…”
“Eight-Trap, what’s wrong?”
Calling out to Eight-Trap, Old Six got no response as if he’d fallen into a trance, oblivious to external calls.
Eight-Trap suddenly clutched the answer sheet tightly and turned to leave the review room, muttering as he walked, “Lab, I need to go to the lab to verify this, lab… quickly…”
Old Six called after him in vain, only catching a glimpse of a three-character name written on the corner of the answer sheet:
Yun Luo Xian
“Yun Luo Xian? Quickly pull up all of Yun Luo Xian’s answer sheets!”
Soon, all of Yun Luo Xian’s papers were presented and copied into the hands of everyone present.
Their expressions quickly matched Eight-Trap’s.
Their faces visibly grew serious.
“This is an unprecedented theory; it requires experimental verification…”
“Looks very logical and clear… How did I never notice this detail before?”
“Lab!”
“I need a lab!”
“Hurry! Send me back to my own lab!”
Time rewinds to fifteen days after the exams.
At this moment, I had just finished checking the results on a live stream. Looking at that absurd 400-point score, my phone rang.
[This is the Donghuang District Immortal Spirit Research Institute. Hello, is this Miss Yun Luo Xian?]
“Donghuang District Immortal Spirit Research Institute?”
I repeated the name.
Then, with a face like Aqua’s, I asked, “What is that?”
[……]
Both the caller and the live chat were speechless.
To be honest, this wasn’t taught in school.
Plus, judging by the name, it was an organization established in the last seventeen years; I really hadn’t heard of it.
Hesitating, I covered the mic and cautiously asked the livestream: “Do you guys know what this is? Sounds very fancy, but nowadays telecom scams love using fancy names to trick people.”
【Is Little Luo Xian really dumb or just pretending?】
【The Donghuang Immortal Spirit Research Institute used to be the Dong Academy of Science. After the Immortal Spirit awakening, it separated to specialize in Immortal Spirit research.】
【Those qualified as academicians are basically peak figures in some Immortal Spirit research field, potentially Nobel Prize material.】
【Scammers are getting brazen; they even dare to impersonate the East Xian Institute.】
【Not necessarily scammers; maybe it’s real. After all, Little Luo Xian is a Qilins Master and has a Bai Ze pendant. They might want to recruit her for research.】
A scam or to be dragged into research?
Oh, then I’m hanging up… Just kidding, of course not.
These people have finally arrived, just in time.
Of course, I knew they’d come. I solved those problems. If they didn’t come… then I’d go to find them.
【The Donghuang Immortal Spirit Research Institute is the highest research institution for Immortal Spirit studies in Donghuang District. The lady on the phone patiently explains: Are you Yun Luo Xian from Kangcheng No. 2 High School?】
“Yes, what’s the matter?”
【(Correct number! That’s really her!) (Move aside! Let me talk! Let me talk!) (Get lost! Of course, such an opportunity to communicate with a big shot belongs to me!)】
There were so many voices at the other end arguing uncontrollably.
I was getting a bit sleepy: “Can you all just fight among yourselves? I’m live streaming here, so I’m hanging up first.”
[No!!!]xn
The overwhelming unified shout even distorted the microphone.
[Please wait a moment, we will decide right now…]
【(Here we go!) (As usual!)】
【(Rock, paper, scissors!)】
【(Hahaha, I won, winner takes all! The first chance to talk to the big shot is mine! Move aside!)】
The phone was handed to another person, whose voice sounded older.
[Miss Yun Luo Xian, you don’t know how crazy the East Xian Institute has been these days. It’s like Chinese New Year all over again.]
“Oh?”
[The entire institute, all departments, have been working overtime, putting aside their own projects, collectively verifying the theories and formulas you proposed.]
“Thank you for your hard work…?”
[No, no, not hard at all! We’ve never had so much fun in our lives!]
[In these days, we’ve successively verified your proposed potion efficiency formula model, molecular material fabrication technique, original Immortal Spirit skill energy output equations, three brand-new potion recipes, an alloy metal ratio exceeding the world’s top hardness, and…]
The other side rattled off a long list.
Just reciting the names took half a minute.
“So?”
[All experiments confirmed!
In other words, the answers you wrote on the college entrance exam papers surpass the pinnacle of modern research. You single-handedly pushed human Immortal Spirit technology into a new era!]
“Oh.”
I nodded calmly.
[This has surpassed our understanding of human learning and research capabilities, so I would like to boldly ask… Which planet are you from?]
“?”
“Earth.”
[But the problems you solved are cutting-edge challenges modern Immortal Spirit technology cannot address. No one on Earth has ever solved them, let alone so many at once.]
Alright, strictly speaking, I did study abroad in other civilizations and even became a leader there.
Explaining this would be too shocking, so I just practiced saying:
“It was the Qilin.”
Qilin: (3＞∠)
[Whatever the reason, when would you be available? We have prepared an academicians’ award ceremony for you, and everyone will attend to congratulate. At the same time, we sincerely invite you to come to the East Xian Institute for focused research…]
“No thanks, haha, I only scored 400 on the exam, I don’t need such a big event.”
[400 on the college exam???] The other side sounded even more shocked than me, [Impossible! Except for Chinese, we’ve checked all your other papers — they’re all full marks. Even if you try for 300 in Chinese, your total score should be above 700. It can’t be 400!]
“Is that so? Then you can check again.”
[Alright! We’ll go to the Spirit Association Education Department right now and make sure to clear this up for you!]
“Okay, soon please. I have other things to do, so I’ll hang up now.”
[On behalf of all Immortal Spirit science researchers, I look forward to meeting you.]
Call ended.
I looked at the flood of question marks in the live chat, raised an eyebrow, and shrugged: “I already said I got full marks.”
[She’s so good at acting… she really knows how to work the show.]
[Though Little Luo Xian obviously takes us for fools, who can blame her? She’s cute and entertaining, so I forgive her.]
[This exaggerated plot, Little Luo Xian, aren’t you afraid of getting investigated? No need to work so hard for the act…]
[“About How I Invented the Perpetual Motion Machine on the College Entrance Exam”]
As expected, no one believed it because the story was too ridiculous.
Even Xinyue was a bit stunned: “Little Luo Xian, just now that was…”
“Wait for the announcement. The results should come soon.”
A few minutes later, at the Spirit Association Education Department.
In the middle of the night, a group of people blocked the entrance.
The night-shift security guard was startled, thinking he’d encountered unruly troublemakers.
Pedestrians nearby quickly started filming to watch the spectacle.
“Someone!”
“Get that useless minister out here!”
“How could you lose test papers for such an important exam? How did you become an Association official?”
“If you don’t investigate this properly, you should all quit!”
The guard, clueless about the situation, had to call his superiors overnight.
The superiors reported up the chain.
At the top was Mutianye, the deputy minister of the Spirit Association Education Department.
Mutianye was busy sleeping and responded impatiently:
“Middle of the night, what’s the matter? Kick them out!”