The empty 'classroom' had only Jiang Lin sitting inside, taking the exam.
On the blackboard, the countdown continued.
Jiang Lin first casually flipped through the exam paper before picking up his pen.
He wrote his name on the left side.
Then, he shuffled the order of A, B, C, and D, filling in the blanks for the multiple-choice questions randomly.
Afterward, he stopped writing.
He had seen enough; these questions were too brain-burning, and there was no need to make things difficult for himself.
He was a ghost messenger, not a top scorer in the college entrance examination.
After putting down his pen, Jiang Lin noticed the answers subtly appearing in the live stream's bullet comments.
He didn't copy them directly, nor did he speak to the viewers in the live stream.
Not only did the viewers have to speak cautiously, but he himself was still exploring this ghost realm.
Before understanding the situation of this ghost realm, he probably wouldn't act rashly.
Moreover.
Since the mission center only had requirements for the cultivation realm when issuing missions, his method of answering questions should be fine.
As time ticked by, the surrounding space remained unchanged.
Jiang Lin tapped his desk lightly, kept an eye on the time above, and occasionally scanned the bullet comments in the live stream.
When the exam countdown reached 5 minutes, a prompt sounded in the room.
"There are five minutes left until the end of the exam. Please manage your answering time carefully."
The voice sounded like an emotionless electronic mechanical voice.
If this space weren't so peculiar, the entire exam process would have felt just like in the human world.
Finally, the countdown reached zero.
*Ding-a-ling~ Ding-a-ling~*
The familiar bell rang again.
After the bell stopped, the exam paper in front of Jiang Lin, which was almost entirely blank, floated up and flew forward.
It stopped about half a meter in front of the blackboard.
Immediately, red marks began to appear on the paper.
It was as if a teacher was grading it.
However, Jiang Lin sensed the entire space, and indeed, he was the only ghost here.
A moment later, the exam paper returned to the desk in front of Jiang Lin.
A bright red score appeared at the top of the paper.
—16.
As expected, he failed the exam.
Jiang Lin didn't pay much attention to the score but focused on observing his surroundings.
The next moment,
The entire room began to blur, rippling with waves.
The desk, blackboard, and white walls all disappeared.
Sounds of reading echoed all around.
"Study hard, and make progress every day."
"Man's nature at birth is good, and by nature, we are close; by habit, we are far apart..."
"Nine times nine is eighty-one, eight times nine is seventy-two, seven times nine is sixty-three..."
It was as if many children were reciting in unison as their teacher instructed.
Clear and orderly, with a hint of eeriness.
"...!"
The viewers in the live stream held their breath subconsciously.
This scene, this sound...
Why was it so similar to the nightmares they had after every exam?
Exams that never ended, questions they could never answer...
It felt like falling into the belly of a demon.
The next moment, the live stream's view suddenly shifted.
...
The enclosed classroom disappeared, and the reading voices vanished.
Jiang Lin found himself on a construction site, with yellow earth under his feet and steel and concrete all around.
The rumbling sounds of machinery and heavy objects falling echoed in the air from time to time.
Many workers wearing yellow hard hats moved back and forth on the unfinished buildings.
Some were carrying rebar, some were transporting red bricks, and others were using tools to tie rebar...
The sun beat down fiercely.
Large drops of sweat fell from the workers, soaking through their thin shirts.
Being in the midst of it, Jiang Lin could even feel a hint of heat.
This made him even more curious about the reincarnator who created this ghost realm.
Before reincarnation, how strong was this deity?
*Gurgle gurgle~*
As Jiang Lin surveyed his surroundings, a worker wearing a yellow hard hat pushed a cart of bricks past him.
"You!"
The worker suddenly stopped, turned, and looked at Jiang Lin, "Let me ask you, what is the formula for the surface area of a cylinder?"
As soon as he spoke, a large number '10' appeared on his face.
And it kept getting smaller.
9,
8,
7,
...
Jiang Lin: "...?"
What 'rule' was this now?
Being called upon in class?
...
2,
1,
0!
The number on the worker's face reached zero, and his expression suddenly turned terrifying.
"Why didn't you answer me! Why didn't you study properly!"
He glared at Jiang Lin hatefully, picked up a brick from the cart, and immediately swung it at Jiang Lin.
"Why didn't you study properly! Isn't studying good?"
*Smack!*
Jiang Lin dodged slightly, and the flying red brick landed on the ground.
The worker quickly produced another new brick from his hand and continued to swing it at Jiang Lin.
One brick, two bricks... five bricks...
Jiang Lin clearly felt the worker's speed in throwing bricks increasing.
By the tenth brick, his hand seemed to have been modified, able to produce a brick in an instant.
Almost one brick per second.
*Smack! Smack!*
"Attacking without answering? So the last ten seconds were for answering?"
Jiang Lin easily dodged the bricks thrown by the worker while analyzing and observing this newly appeared space.
The previous one was about an exam; this one was about answering a question.
Was it really following the pattern of a classroom?
Then, would there also be a break time?
*Smack! Smack!*
"Why aren't you answering my question?!"
The worker wearing the yellow hard hat seemed tireless, hitting continuously.
His expression was as if he had seen his mortal enemy.
He kept roaring while hitting.
"Why didn't you study properly? Why?"
"..."
Jiang Lin finished his analysis, casually waved his hand, and the angry worker was sent flying backward.
The noisy voice finally disappeared.
...
"Worker: ??? I flew?"
"I guess that worker is quite confused. My麒麟臂 (Kirin Arm) is already at the highest level, how can you still dodge?"
"Does anyone else feel this is a bit terrifying? I'm not afraid of someone throwing bricks, but I'm afraid of someone acting like a lunatic and being incomprehensible..."
"┌(。Д。)┐ Why is it like my nightmare, with something constantly chasing me and asking me to answer questions."
The viewers in the live stream felt stifled.
They simply held their computer in one hand and their phone in the other, or placed two phones in front of them.
One to watch the live stream, and the other to open a chat application to discuss with friends in the group.
... In the group, they shouldn't have to speak cautiously, right? Da Feng Novel Network
"Worker: My lines aren't finished, let me come back!"
"Brothers, why do I feel like this ghost realm this time is a bit different from what we've seen before..."
"If we compare the previous ghost realms to open-world games, this one is a high-difficulty strategy game."
"Are you also from a strategy forum?"
The viewers watched the live stream while chatting in groups, keeping themselves busy.
But the happiness was also doubled.
Especially those who liked to strategize games were excited.
This, wasn't this entering their area of expertise?
Before, they didn't get to participate in finding ancestors or doing Meng Po's tasks.
This time, wasn't it their turn to step up?
So, the first step in creating a game strategy:
Understand the game, find clues!
"Brothers, keep your eyes peeled!"
Although they couldn't enter the ghost realm directly, perhaps they could help the streamer find some clues through the live stream's footage.
...