"These bastards are really good at business, they actually set up a landing training class for . I have to hand it to these sly foxes!"
Zhang nglong also saw the news about the training class online. Needless to say, it must be those punks from Super God Academy. These guys are actually doing business right under his nose.
"Who the hell ca up with this idea?" Zhang nglong opened the group chat and started to vent his frustration.
"It wasn't ! I was just the accomplice!"
"Uh, I'm just responsible for collecting videos, Dean. A total of 200G of seeds, I can hand them all over!"
"I... I'm just the one counting the money."
"I'm in charge of operations."
"I'm the one writing promotional articles."
"My god, you guys really have a clear division of labor in this gang!" Zhang nglong rolled his eyes. If they don't make money, who will?
"How much have you guys earned?" Zhang nglong asked.
"Hehehe, not much, we charge 10 million trillion Sacred Gold per person."
"Damn it!" Zhang nglong cursed, "No way, you guys have to split your earnings with
first!"
"Dean, that's too much, we worked hard to earn this money, and you just want to take half without doing anything, are you robbing the rich?"
"Eh, you got it right, I'm robbing the rich," Zhang nglong laughed, "There's no negotiating this, if you don't give
a cut, I'll change the exam to English for the next test!"
"Damn, English is my worst subject, I only scored 70 in the entrance exam!"
"Alright, you win!"
After extorting a hefty sum, Zhang nglong happily pocketed the money, it was like getting fifty years' worth of salary, all without any capital.
The Saints who obtained the materials began their closed-door cultivation. Though they had photographic mories, the amount of material was overwhelming. Even at 100 tis the playback speed, they couldn't possibly morize all the information in just over ten days, just watching Ultraman wasn't enough.
...
On a small island.
A few young people were whispering among themselves.
Their teacher was a laid-back Saint. Normally, they would train here, and it would be a long ti before their teacher would return, occasionally giving them so guidance.
But a few days ago, their teacher suddenly returned to the island and began a closed-door retreat, not coming out for five days straight.
This was actually quite normal. For Saint Martial Artists, being in retreat for even hundreds of years was routine.
However, strange noises kept coming from where he was in retreat, leaving them very puzzled.
"What's up with the teacher lately?"
"I don't know, if he was pondering martial arts, it should be quiet. Why are there always noises coming from the room?"
"Should we go take a look?"
"Let's go check it out!"
They tiptoed to the room where their teacher was cultivating. Sure enough, strange noises kept coming from inside.
"iyangyang, you bitch, stop nagging, I'm not like Feiyangyang that simp, I'm the Lazy King, even the village chief would give
a cigarette, and Grey Wolf would offer
a green grass biscuit.
...
"The light! This is Ultraman Tiga's light!"
"I'm inside Tiga, I've beco light too!"
...
"Since you so sincerely asked, I will rcifully tell you..."
...
"What kind of car is this?"
"AE86."
"AE86? Do a drift!"
"Sure!"
...
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
...
"Everyone inside is talented, there's no way I could work, not in this lifeti."
"My na is Wu Qiang, my voice is louder than anyone in the world!"
"You lift up the tattered, abandoning ～～"
...
Weird noises kept coming out, occasionally sounds that were not suitable for children. The students looked bewildered. Their teacher had locked himself in, watching all kinds of strange videos.
Could this be a new thod of cultivation? But it feels a bit weird!
What they didn't know was that over 100,000 Saints across the Stigma Continent were furiously cramming these video contents. So clips were even replayed and recited repeatedly, and so key questions were being deeply analyzed.
This was the training plan of the cram class, 10 days of self-learning, 3 days of closed learning, followed by one day of mock testing and review!
...
Finally, the exam day arrived. This ti Zhang nglong rented a larger space on the virtual network, enough to accommodate 100,000 people taking the exam simultaneously.
Unlike last ti's nervousness, this ti everyone was standing tall with confidence.
After two weeks of sleepless learning and morization, they achieved very satisfactory scores in the final day's mock exam. They were determined to ace today's test!
"The format remains the sa, the total score is 200 points, the exam ti is 120 minutes. Because this is a supplentary exam, the requirents are higher, you need to score over 120 points to pass. Begin now!"
...
"Red Wolf's weapon... a frying pan, this is simply a giveaway question!"
"Teacher Xun's full na? Hahaha, I watched 38 of his movies, how could I not know his full na?"
"The na of Kan Rider's Sand Deadman... Kazari Sub-human, I rember this!"
"Lu Xun's original na, Zhou Shuren, another giveaway question!"
"Chris Wu's three aliases... Huaxia Power Plant, Human Pikachu, aka 100,000 Volts!"
"Four essential skills for personal trainees... singing, dancing, rap, basketball!"
...
The entire exam hall was filled with the sound of pen on paper.
Though the material was vast, with high-speed playback combined with their terrifying mory, this was a piece of cake, almost everyone's answers were fluent and smooth.
"Haven't I just contributed to cultural output for the High-Grade world?" Zhang nglong nodded with satisfaction.
In just one hour, more than half the people had submitted their papers early. Before the exam ended with half an hour to spare, another person submitted the answer sheet.
This ti, everyone's results were outstanding, with almost half of the 100,000 barely losing points on the essay. The lowest score was over 160 points, and everyone passed the exam.
Upon receiving the appointnt letters from Zhang nglong, everyone had satisfied smiles on their faces. It was a worthwhile endeavor!
...
"Dean, now our school's honorary professors have reached 103,837 people. This ti, as soon as those academy folks arrive, we will let them regret it!" Wen Tianyao and Wen Tianhui exclaid excitedly.
"It's not enough," Zhang nglong smiled, "Anyone coming to challenge our Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School should be ntally prepared!" Zhang nglong said, "Give every current student a Poké Ball, we're going to Beast God Island to catch Holy Beasts!"
"Ah? But... Dean, you know last ti, the Demigod Beast on Beast God Island woke up and slaughtered millions, if we send our school students there, wouldn't that be suicide?"
"Did I say you would be going alone?" Zhang nglong said, "I'll go with you! If that Demigod Beast shows up, I'll catch it too and make it our school's mascot!"
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