Chapter 238 - 3: What Kind of Master Are You?

Thirty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

Happily humming a little tune, Duan Fei came down from the dais and collected everyone’s test papers, ready to go have a laugh.

A few students stubbornly refused to hand their papers to Duan Fei, even raising their hands to threaten him while muttering incomprehensible things like "Infinite Celestial Venerable, Soul-Hooking Judge, Unjustly Deceased Female Ghost, Pruriency Fox Immortal."

’Brain-dead and suffering from chuunibyou. These poor students.’

As for these students, Duan Fei "thoughtfully" gave them a whack with his Crowbar and sent them to squat in the corner and cry.

This was because his [Crowbar Skill] had reached Great Success and his [Crowbar Swordsmanship] was at Minor Success. The combination of the two allowed him to control his strength, inflicting only pain without injury on the students.

But even if he did injure them, it was no big deal. His [Rough Healing Technique] was always on standby.

After collecting the papers, Duan Fei heard an announcement over the broadcast: "Ahem, congratulations to all examiners for concluding the first test. Another thirty-two examiners have left the premises during this process. You students, please don’t bully your teachers so much, okay? I’d like to single out Examiner Jinghong in Examination Hall 9 for criticism. Sending a student to the ICU is not a very nice thing to do."

"You’re next!" Jinghong’s voice roared from the next room.

"It seems we’ll have to add a new rule to the examiner’s code of conduct: no beating up the dean of instruction. Alright, examiners may now grade the papers. You may also converse with the examiner in the next room, but please do not leave your classrooms."

The dean of instruction could apparently hear everything in every classroom, which was how he could respond to Jinghong instantly.

Knocking on the wall to the next room, Duan Fei called out, "Jinghong."

"Duan Someone?"

"Yeah. How are things on your end?"

"Not great. It’s infuriating to watch. A few students were cheating right in front of me, one even summoned a Pokémon. So, I took the opportunity to beat him up."

"A Pokémon?"

"Yeah, it looked pretty terrifying, covered in blood... Wait a minute. Could it be that wasn’t a Pokémon, but a ghost?"

"Highly likely."

"...Whatever. Ghost or not, if I see it, I’ll still beat it up."

"Jinghong, you can be really reckless sometimes."

Duan Fei graded the papers as they chatted, and he couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

He sat down, leaning against the wall, and said to Jinghong, who was just a partition away, "This student is a real character. The question was ’What color is the ocean?’ and he dared to answer, ’I don’t know, but my underpants are white.’"

"The one I’ve got over here is the real genius..."

The two of them spoke without any restraint, and everyone present heard them loud and clear.

The thought of their answers being treated as a joke filled the students with rage. They glared at Duan Fei, wishing they could tear him limb from limb right then and there.

But could they do it?

No, they couldn’t.

Before the next test began, they huddled together and whispered, "What’s the deal with that examiner?"

"Yeah, why isn’t he affected by hypnotism? My sleep-spirit is foolproof against ordinary people."

"My ghost was useless too. A normal person would faint from fear just by seeing it, but he was completely unaffected."

"The Pruriency Fox Immortal didn’t work either. The Fox Immortal is even getting depressed. There, there, stop crying. You’re very cute. It’s not your fault you couldn’t seduce him."

As long as it wasn’t about the exam, these students were actually a little bit clever.

The student recognized as the smartest, Wang Yun, glanced at Duan Fei and said, "What do you guys think? Could it be that he’s already been affected, but he’s just pretending not to be?"

"That’s possible. Some examiners try to act tough, but they always slip up in the end."

"So we... keep trying to scare him?"

"Keep trying."

Just then, the broadcast sounded again as the dean of instruction continued, "Alright, break time is over. The second test will now begin. This test will run from 3:40 to 4:10. Please make the most of your time. That is all."

The test papers were distributed, and the exam resumed.

This time, Duan Fei noticed the students had come up with a new game plan.

They remained motionless, their eyes locked on him, while their hands were busy with all sorts of tricks.

Duan Fei watched them with a sense of resignation, having already figured out what his Talent likely was.

’Supernatural phenomena have zero effect on me.’

’And I have zero effect on them in return.’

’In this instance, supernatural phenomena and I are like two parallel lines that never intersect. Neither can affect the other, and what’s more, I can’t even see them.’

Having confirmed his Talent, he also confirmed the nature of this school.

To put it simply, this was a school that taught students how to raise Deceitful Objects.

Each student’s major was raising Deceitful Objects. Everyone’s Deceitful Object was different, and the effects they could produce were different as well.

However, raising Deceitful Objects also required some cultural knowledge, which was what these exams were testing.

But from the looks of it now, the results weren’t very promising.

They couldn’t even get names right and were completely clueless about common sense and various other subjects. Watching them made Duan Fei worry about their future Growth.

While Duan Fei was sighing in dismay, the students below had already unleashed a terrifying storm.

A dozen Deceitful Objects appeared around Duan Fei, causing a chaotic demonic dance beside the dais. It was quite a lively scene.

One had hair flowing like a vengeful spirit; another had wisps of ghostly fire beckoning death.

In front, a cold-faced Yama glared like a rakshasa; from behind, a Fox Immortal swayed with soul-stealing grace.

The twelve Deceitful Objects filled the area around the dais with a foul miasma. The students themselves didn’t dare to look for long, having to glance away after just a moment.

But in contrast, Duan Fei sat calmly on the dais as if nothing was wrong, seemingly completely unaffected.

Looking at Duan Fei, the students all had the same thought.

’Just what kind of grandmaster is this examiner?!’