The magic barrier is immovable, but to retract it, you don’t have to return to the center of the area; you just need to issue a retract command within any part of the magic barrier area, and the barrier will shrink at the sa speed to regroup as the main body.
After regrouping, there is currently about a 200-second cooldown period where it cannot be imdiately redeployed.
The effective range and illusion degree of the barrier can be controlled by Lin Li. As for the range, it’s not as simple as controlling a radius: the barrier isn’t required to be a circle. Lin Li can, just like the station seats, issue micro-command to move the rear line five centiters to the left and push the front line forward by one ter.
However, the larger the range and the more precise the commands, the more it drains Lin Li.
The current extre range is roughly a circle with an eight-ter radius, which is actually quite large.
Under the extre distance but without purposely controlling the shape, Lin Li should be able to maintain it for one or two hours without rest.
Overall, it’s always useful in the Otherworld, and maybe there’s a chance to use it in reality—like setting up a dark barrier in Bai Bufan’s dorm room so they think the night hasn’t ended and oversleep.
Should cultivate it so more during leisure ti.
...
The next day, Friday, the last day of the monthly exam.
This morning’s final exam subject is mathematics.
Because Xue Jian didn’t make this month’s exam paper, he unusually didn’t keep staring at Lin Li, just sat across, writing calculations on a spare test paper.
Even borrowed a pen from himself.
Coming to an exam without a pen, what a teacher.
Also, Xue Jian had no sense of protecting from cheating because sitting right in front, Lin Li didn’t need to use Divine Sense; he could see Xue Jian’s answers clearly with the naked eye.
But Lin Li had no intention to copy, didn’t need to at all.
If his and Xue Jian’s answers differ, Lin Li would think Xue Jian’s wrong.
One must have confidence.
Confidence is very useful in many situations.
For instance, Lin Li once asked a waterlon stall owner to help him pick a waterlon, and while waiting, queried the owner about his secret to picking waterlons.
The owner probably thought Lin Li looked handso and decided to share his ultimate trick.
But he played coy, didn’t say imdiately, instead wrote the secret on a note and handed it to Lin Li, hoping he’d only read it at ho.
Lin Li relished such Zhuge Liang-like secrets and agreed readily.
Back ho, unable to wait, he opened the note and saw the owner’s secret:
"At least slap three waterlons, then randomly give one to the custor, but rember, your expression must be confident."
Lin Li: "?"
Crap.
The owner wasn’t kidding—the waterlon was white-fleshed, it wasn’t about sweetness or being seedless or repaying, it was just an unripe dud.
When Lin Li thought about going back to Geneva for a refund, the owner was already gone.
Oh damn, Xiling People are so wicked!
Society taught Lin Li a lesson, about the role of confidence (?)!
Ti elapsed question by question.
Lin Li finished the math test paper around the sa ti as Xue Jian—Xue Jian didn’t need to write complete steps, simply skipped straightforward questions; Lin Li finishing at the sa ti was very fast already.
Still far from the submission ti, Lin Li felt sowhat bored.
Seeing Xue Jian placing the test paper on his desk, Lin Li just took it to have a look.
Xue Jian opened his mouth seeing this, but didn’t say anything, just closed it and shook his head, didn’t stop him.
He knew Lin Li’s math scores well. This test paper wasn’t difficult, Lin Li might at most make careless mistakes. Whether he’d find any carelessness in him... it’s just a monthly exam. If checking the answers made him stay calm, let it be.
Not long after, Lin Li suddenly returned the test paper to Xue Jian, glanced at Xue Jian, then averted his gaze, shook his head, and sighed slightly.
Xue Jian: "?"
Seems like feeling pity, Lin Li tapped the test paper with his finger, murmuring: "Check again."
Xue Jian: " (;☉_☉)?"
Huh? No? No!
Inverted Celestial Gang!
Still, Xue Jian suspiciously took back his test paper and reviewed it—is he the one with careless mistakes?
Xue Jian got serious.
But after spending another ten minutes rechecking, he still couldn’t find a mistake.
Frowning, Xue Jian sensed sothing amiss.
Imdiately pulling the ground from under him, he grabbed Lin Li’s answer sheet.
Checked.
Xue Jian: "..."
Dammit.
The answer sheet didn’t have the multiple-choice bubbles filled, but except for them, all fill-in-the-blank and application answers were identical to his.
"Lin Li, what did you want to check just now." Xue Jian remarked coldly.
Unexpected Xue Jian was so dull-witted, Lin Li hesitated and then chose to enlighten him:
"Teacher, you didn’t write your class, na, and student ID, this won’t score."
Xue Jian laughed, a relieved laugh.
He wished to smash the chair on Lin Li’s head, so much wanted to do this... so much...
Oh well, telling himself what not to:
Hmm, don’t want compensation.
...
"There is half an hour left until the exam ends."
Finally, Guo Zhun from the podium issued the command.
Lin Li promptly picked up a pencil to fill in the multiple-choice answers, then organized his belongings, stood up, and submitted his paper to leave.
Xue Jian frowned, sensing sothing off, followed him to the podium, and picked up Lin Li’s answer sheet.
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