She most often uses the live streaming platform on W Web. Sotis, the equipnt she creates during the live stream is put up for sale in the trading area.
"Take a look." Mo Feng nodded, "It’s not good for soone to use your na to con people."
[This SY account must belong to Miss Bier. I left a comnt asking and it got deleted. If it wasn’t her, why wouldn’t she respond to ? I must have guessed right.]
[Honestly, the style is really similar, but SY’s equipnt is too low-level. I’ll wait and see if she’ll sell new thermal weapons in the future.]
[No way, SY only sold two pairs of shoes. Soone bought one pair and just did a live stream to showcase them a few days ago. To be honest, Miss Bier couldn’t make shoes like these. The activation device inside the shoes is very delicate.]
[Ridiculous, comparing a newbie to Miss Bier, probably after drinking a few too many drinks.]
This comnt thread had already reached ten thousand replies and was still growing.
Bier glanced at the comnts below her trading area, her brows furrowing even tighter.
She felt a bit annoyed watching them and closed the page without looking further.
There were plenty of people mimicking her equipnt style on W Web, not lacking this one.
As for who SY was, she wasn’t interested in finding out.
**
Afternoon, Engineering Institute.
"Dean." The secretary knocked on the door, "A total of 1,780 people participated in the assessnt this year, but only 127 successfully created equipnt."
"The scores have all been uploaded to your computer. Please take a look."
Only the dean had the authority to view the assessnt scores; no one else had access.
Dean Norman adjusted his glasses, "Alright, I’ll look at them now."
He sat at his desk and pulled up the finished equipnt and scores from this year’s assessnt.
The scores were listed from low to high.
The lowest was only 20 points.
Dean Norman scrolled quickly, and the 98th score just barely passed.
This pass rate was normal; the Engineering Institute considered it very good if they could admit twenty people each year.
Dean Norman continued to look and relaxed when he got to the second-to-last score.
Finally, there was soone with over 80 points.
He noted the na and then saw the last score sheet.
Dean Norman’s expression changed instantly, and his hands started to shake.
He hurriedly searched through the computer for all the past assessnt records of the Engineering Institute and directly looked for the na ranked first.
Na: Bier·Leaangle
Age: 20
Assessnt total score: 86 points
Bier entered the Engineering Institute two years ago, and her scores had rapidly improved under the guidance of the institute’s top ntor.
It was estimated that by the end of this year, she would successfully beco an S-level researcher.
The Leaangle family indeed had strong genes.
Dean Norman, as if reminded of sothing, pulled up another score sheet.
It was Sinai’s.
To protect Sinai, after she went missing, her scores were deleted by him from the main database.
The deans of other institutes and the heads of research labs could not access them either.
But he had taken a note of them at the ti.
Sinai’s total assessnt score was 94.
It was also the highest score in the Engineering Institute’s assessnts over the years, except for Simon Brand.
Those who scored over 90 without exception beca SS-level researchers.
However, when Sinai passed the assessnt, she was only fourteen years old.
Scoring that high at fourteen was terrifying.
And the sheet in his hand now—
Dean Norman took a deep breath, barely steadying his vision, though his heart was racing uncontrollably.
Na: Ying Zijin
Age: 19
Level: Junior Trainee
Assessnt total score: 100
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