"As for whether the examiner gives sympathy points, it’s all left to fate!"
After speaking, he pointed a cigarette-holding finger at Fang Cheng and chuckled:
"I see you’ve handed in your paper early too. What’s the matter? Are you also feeling troubled by those theoretical questions, and decided to just let it be like ?"
In Ma Donghe’s view, although Fang Cheng was a proper university student, he was ultimately a martial artist who started from boxing in the club.
After graduating for so many years and slacking off, how much can he still rember from the dead theories in the textbooks?
Moreover, this exam was just cramming at the last minute.
Besides the law, which was his specialty, when facing those obscure and difficult psychology and political science questions, his headache was probably not much better than mine.
Fang Cheng listened and his lips curled up in a smile.
He didn’t bother to explain that he had already morized all the past exam papers, but instead followed Ma’s lead and replied:
"Pretty much, I’ve written everything I could. The rest is up to how high the passing mark is set by the Special Search Team."
"You’re open-minded, that’s right!"
Ma Donghe laughed heartily, his fan-like hand vigorously patted Fang Cheng’s shoulder, shaking his collar:
"We martial artists rely on fists and courage, not on writing articles to defeat enemies. When it cos to the third day’s physical test, that’s when we truly showcase our skills!"
He looked around, seeing no one paying attention nearby, and lowered his voice, leaning closer to Fang Cheng:
"I asked around yesterday. This ti going to West Mountain for wilderness survival, the environnt might be more complex than we anticipated."
"Not only do we have to run with weights, but also be wary of mutated beasts in the mountains due to the previous explosion incident."
Fang Cheng nodded slightly, his expression calm:
"Since the Special Search Team set the exam in such a place, it’s certainly not just a regular cross-country run. How have you prepared?"
"Don’t worry."
Ma Donghe flicked ash from his cigarette with two fingers, a gesture brimming with flair:
"I grew up fighting wild boars in the mountains. When we enter West Mountain, stick with , I’ll guarantee we’ll safely reach the end!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized...
The seemingly refined and delicate junior brother before him was actually a fierce beast cloaked in human skin.
In the wilderness, if they encountered mutated beasts, it’s uncertain who would eat whom.
Probably I should hold tightly onto this powerful ally instead!
Thinking of this, Ma Donghe scratched his head awkwardly, forced a laugh, and quickly redied his words:
"Oh, what I an is, I’m familiar with the terrain in the mountains. I’ll lead the way so we don’t waste our energy wandering aimlessly in the woods."
Fang Cheng looked at Ma Donghe’s confident deanor and also smiled and nodded:
"Alright, I’ll rely on you then."
Ma Donghe grinned, covering up the earlier embarrassnt.
The two stood under the shade of a tree, chatting casually.
Ma Donghe took a few more puffs on his cigarette, watching the smoke disperse before suddenly rembering sothing important:
"Oh right, Ah Cheng, aside from the physical test, you need to pay so attention to tomorrow’s interview too."
"Why?"
Fang Cheng turned his head to look at him.
"Didn’t I tell you about the initial test at the Wangjiang Building gathering?"
Ma Donghe put down the cigarette in his hand, his expression growing a bit serious:
"Among the initial test selections, besides wilderness survival and freestyle fighting, there’s a psychological test called ’Abyssal Echo.’
"It sounds easy and simple, but in fact, it’s incredibly sinister."
His tone paused, seemingly recalling so unpleasant experience, his features twisted together:
"I thought all I had to do was take so dicine, lie on a chair, and sleep it away. But as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw my dead grandfather crawling out of the ground!"
"The old man was covered in blood, holding a butcher’s knife, pointing at my nose and cursing as an unfilial descendant, ruining the Ma Family’s reputation, and chased wanting to chop off my head."
"Damn it, the realism of that almost scared into a heart attack!"
Saying this, Ma Donghe spat, his face showing a daring toughness:
"Luckily, I’ve been bold since I was young, though I’ve never seen a ghost, I’ve never feared them either."
"Seeing this old man buried in the ground for so many years still wanting to teach a lesson made my blood boil, so I went up and swung my arm, smacking him two big slaps!"
"It’s true what they say, even ghosts are afraid of a bad guy’s wrath. After those two slaps, the old man disappeared!"
Fang Cheng couldn’t help but smile at this absurd operation of "righteous defiance of kin."
"Uh..."
Ma Donghe realized he was diverging and quickly coughed to bring the topic back:
"What I an is, considering the usual nature, since the initial test had such weird questions, then the psychological assessnt in this retest will likely be similar, even more twisted."
"Because the retest difficulty would definitely surpass the initial test. Honestly, I’m a bit worried now, not knowing if tomorrow’s interview will be tough."
"Didn’t you score high last ti?"
Fang Cheng casually asked.
"I did!"
Ma Donghe instinctively puffed up his chest, looking proud:
"The examiner said I had strong willpower, daring to throw punches in the face of fear, deserving the highest score."
"But... because my performance in the test was slightly... absurd, they deducted forty points."
"Deducted forty points?"
Fang Cheng raised an eyebrow, curious:
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