A Top Scholar in Everything-Chapter 743 - 729: Routine

Hearing this statement, on the sports field, many students who couldn’t get into the three major academies and could only attend the smaller ones had their eyes suddenly brighten.

The allure of the three major academies to them was undeniable.

However.

For such things that seem too good to be true, many were skeptical, and a student immediately asked, "What do we have to give in return?"

The leader who had just spoken first presented his student ID, confirming he was from the Investigation Academy, and also showed the testing proof issued by the Vice Principal of the Investigation Academy, proving they were qualified to serve as testers, allowing entry into the academy.

Then.

He explained to the others, "No conditions are needed, we can offer you a testing opportunity; as long as you pass the test, you can enter the academy.

Of course.

There is one more requirement: after joining the Investigation Academy, we will collect one-tenth of your earned credits each semester, maintained for three years.

Spots are limited, first come, first served."

After saying this, many students were noticeably tempted. For them, the difference between one-tenth of the credits and entering the three major academies was obvious.

This condition.

Most students who didn’t enter the three major academies were very interested.

Thus, after he finished speaking, a group immediately gathered around to register their interest in the test.

"Tsk, tsk, another batch of high-quality cannon fodder."

Beside Baiyu, Gan Feng suddenly appeared again, shaking his head and sighing.

"Cannon fodder? What do you mean? Isn’t he an upperclassman from the Investigation Academy? Moreover, he indeed has the documents issued by the Vice Principal of the Investigation Academy. I think no one would dare to fake these things, right?"

Baiyu was somewhat puzzled by Gan Feng’s words.

"Yes, indeed no one would dare to fake them," Gan Feng sneered. "But rules are dead, and people are alive.

After failing the entrance exam.

It is indeed possible to reapply for such a test, and after passing, you can enter the desired academy.

But.

Such a test requires them to accept and pass a highly dangerous and challenging task.

It could be hunting Exotic Beasts in the Spirit Realm.

Or it might involve capturing a vicious fugitive in the Great City.

Anyway, the survival rate for freshmen undertaking these tasks each year is less than five percent. Even if you barely survive and succeed in entering a good academy,

you still have to give away one-tenth of your credits annually.

And this second test privilege is available to all freshmen; they are merely profiting from an information gap."

Hearing what Gan Feng said, Baiyu finally understood.

However.

That’s not all.

Gan Feng paused and continued, "Also, once you accept the test they arrange, they are entitled to select and arrange tasks and teammates for you.

So.

Often,

these new recruits are assigned to perform tasks with veterans who will not protect them but rather use them as cannon fodder.

If these new students manage to return alive, they even feel grateful towards them."

After listening to Gan Feng’s description, Baiyu learned of their manipulation.

Indeed.

Capitalists exist everywhere.

But such matters, Baiyu couldn’t intervene; after all, if you rashly went to stop it, not only would you offend that group from the Investigation Academy, but those new students might also blame you for ruining their dreams of entering a university, seeing you as an enemy.

Such things are not uncommon in reality.

After all, many times when you selflessly help someone, they won’t appreciate it, instead suspecting you of having ulterior motives.

Baiyu shook his head and decided not to meddle.

Gan Feng seemed a bit reluctant; his grand plan for promotion was utterly disrupted by this group’s arrival.

Of course.

He couldn’t possibly have a conflict with these Investigation Academy seniors.

Judging by their numbers alone, it was clearly a large society that others couldn’t afford to provoke.

At this moment, many students were already gathered around the Investigation Academy team, continuously registering, and many new students arriving were quite envious of those registering.

Many were aware of their own performance.

The chances of entering a university in the usual way seemed nearly impossible, but with a second test, utilizing connections, might work.

Of course.

They hadn’t received their results yet, so they couldn’t participate.

Soon.

After recruiting over a hundred freshmen, the group from the Investigation Academy left with them.

However.

After the Investigation Academy people left, a senior from the Martial Arts Academy came with others.

The same routine, almost the same words.

Then a group of new students surged forward again.

It was at this time Baiyu received his report card.

What can be said about it?

One could only say the performance wasn’t very ideal.

But it was passable.

At least it reached a medium academy’s score, allowing entry into an average, not too bad, but not too good academy.

"Student, are you considering joining the second recruitment of the Martial Arts Academy?"

Just as Baiyu was holding the results and preparing to head to the enrollment office to choose his academy, a student from the Martial Arts Academy stopped him.

This student was dressed in a trench coat, with a large "Martial" character on the back, an arrogant demeanor, with a bit of playfulness.

"No need, but thanks for the offer."

Baiyu shook his head, not paying much attention, and was about to leave, yet the person became persistent, stepping forward to block Baiyu, "Junior, really not going to consider it? You know, entering a good academy gives you a leg up from the start.

Coming to the Holy Purple Crystal School.

Everyone is here to become stronger; I believe no one would willingly stay in a lower-ranked academy, right?"

Baiyu expressionlessly shook his head, "Could you step aside, please?"

The male student paused for a moment, and the commotion caught the attention of those nearby.

"Vulture, can’t even handle a freshman, huh?"

"Looks like you’re hitting a snag?"

Several students acquainted with the person from the Martial Arts Academy began teasing.

The one called Vulture wasn’t offended, retracting his hand, smirking insincerely at Baiyu, "Alright, it’s Baiyu, right? We’ll have fun later."

After speaking.

He turned around to join the students who had just spoken and went to greet other newcomers.

The report card in Baiyu’s hand wasn’t concealed; a little attention could easily reveal the name.

He wasn’t concerned about it.

In student life, some conflicts and confrontations are very common, and exchanging harsh words is also a usual occurrence, typically forgotten in a day or two.

He took his report card to the registration desk, glanced over the list of academies, and eventually chose one that seemed decent, with very few people and generally favorable reviews.

"This... Symbol Mark Research Academy?"

The person at the registration desk, upon seeing Baiyu’s choice, was momentarily stunned and didn’t know how to respond.