Chapter 13: Senior, You're Quite... Impressive

When asked this question by Lu Chen, Fingell's face flashed with a hint of embarrassment. He said, "Haha, don't worry, junior brother, our college is also a four-year system, similar to other colleges. The courses are usually completed in the first three years, and the fourth year is for internships."

Then he noticed that Lu Chen was looking at him with a strange look, so he explained, "Don't misunderstand, junior brother. Although I'm currently rated as E, I was once an elite with an A rating, and I had my glory days."

"Bloodline rating can still decrease?" Lu Chen wondered.

"Um... generally speaking, it's unlikely. The college usually makes a rough assessment of your level before you enroll, and Nora's assessment is usually reliable. It usually matches the results of the 3E exam, although there are a few cases where it may be adjusted up or down. After that, it remains unchanged unless you fail too many courses."

Even though these words revealed that he was a perennial academic failure, leading to his failure to graduate in his seventh year, Fingell showed no sign of embarrassment.

"By the way, previously the lowest bloodline rating was D, but I recently created the E rating. I heard that my rating might continue to drop after the start of the school year this year."

Far from being embarrassed, his expression seemed to be not about breaking boundaries but about pioneering a new path, with the word "glory" written all over his face.

"Then... Senior, you're really... amazing."

Even Lu Chen, who had experienced countless life-and-death situations on the battlefield, was at a loss for words when confronted with such thick-skinned behavior for the first time.

"You flatter me." Fingell grinned cheekily. "Seeing as you're Chinese, you should have heard an old saying from your country, 'Having an old person in a household is like having a treasure.' The same applies in the college."

"While I dare not say anything else, in terms of student experience, there is no one older than me. There's nothing I don't know about the college. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Although Lu Chen felt that this senior brother seemed unreliable, the fact remained that he was indeed "experienced." So he asked, "Senior, do you know what the 3E exam is all about?"

This was a question Lu Chen had been worried about, as if this kind of test could only be passed by hybrids with dragon blood, he would definitely fail.

He had heard Schneider say something about resonating with dragon language during the test, and he couldn't help but worry if there would be a blood draw or something similar.

Thinking back, Fingell's eyes rolled around as if he was trying to remember. "After tidying up the room for half a day, and not eating breakfast, I'm a bit hungry now. Junior brother, are you hungry?"

Lu Chen:...

Although he rarely interacted with people, he wasn't completely ignorant of worldly affairs. He understood Fingell's meaning.

But...

"Fingell senior, I come from a rundown town in Vietnam. In the three days before I came here, I only had a bowl of porridge, so... I don't have any money."

Lu Chen shrugged helplessly. He found that his personality had become much "milder" since he arrived in this world.

If it were in his previous world, wanting to know certain information would likely involve a harsh interrogation, with the interrogator either satisfied with the obtained intel or not so pleased and sending the other party on their way.

"Hehe, junior brother, you do have money, you just don't know it yet. Student cards can be swiped. Although the 3E exam hasn't started yet, your student card, estimated to be A-level, has already accumulated quite a bit of credit."

With a mischievous grin, Fingell said, his tone resembling that of the big bad wolf enticing Little Red Riding Hood.

"Is that so?"

Lu Chen was surprised as he took out his student card, his eyes filled with wonder. He didn't have the concept of digital banking or electronic currency; in his previous country, they still used banknotes and coins.

"Here, let me show you how it's done, junior brother."

Saying that, Fingell skillfully took Lu Chen's student card and ordered some "takeout." As for the price, Lu Chen didn't know, but out of curiosity about new things, he specifically asked Fingell to order more delicious food for him as well.

"Before the 'afternoon tea' arrives, we still have some time." Lu Chen and Fingell worked together to clean up the dormitory and let in some fresh air. That suffocating feeling finally disappeared.

Half an hour later.

Lu Chen and Fingell each held a pig's elbow and gnawed vigorously. Most of the dishes on the food cart were German cuisine, which Fingell recommended, and Lu Chen couldn't stop praising.

As for how much money was spent with the student card?

Was there any need to worry?

If he failed the 3E exam, he would leave. If he passed, there should be other ways to make money.

He heard that Cassell College was established for dragon hunting, so if he managed to slay one, he should receive some reward, right?

Burp~

Fingell burped, took another sip of red wine, patted his stomach contentedly, and said, "Junior brother, that was thoughtful of you. With this meal, your exam is guaranteed."

"Senior, please go on."

Lu Chen wiped his mouth with a napkin. The cooks at the college were indeed much better than those in the military. The same pig's elbow tasted completely different.

"Although the college prohibits revealing exam content to new students, it's not a big deal, really. They just play some music, with hidden dragon language in it. Hybrids who hear it will have visions, which means they see the answers. The higher the bloodline, the more complete the answers they see. So this exam relies purely on bloodline; it's very stable. Regarding dragon language, if you have a reaction, you have a reaction; if you don't, you don't."

As he spoke, Fingell looked somewhat regretful as he said to Lu Chen, "Actually, if you had enrolled a year later, I could have helped you cheat. You could have aced all ten questions."

"Why wait another year?"

Lu Chen was puzzled.

"Because the dragon language sequences are limited, so the college's exam questions only have those eight sets, which change every year. If you waited until next year, your exam questions would be the same as mine from back then."

Fingell grinned mischievously.

Lu Chen was shocked. Not only was he shocked that the college's question bank was so small and that it didn't reshuffle, but he was also shocked that Fingell wanted to repeat a year!

"So, what's the mode of answering?"

Lu Chen finally asked the question he was concerned about.

"It's a written test. You use a pen to draw what you see. The college's supercomputer, Norma, automatically compares it. If the similarity exceeds 80%, it's considered correct. And in the vision state, everyone becomes a top-notch artist, so you don't have to worry about your drawing skills being too abstract for recognition."

As Fingell spoke, he took another sip of red wine, still looking somewhat unsatisfied.

Although Lu Chen didn't quite understand what "abstract artist" meant, he grasped the key point— the exam was a written test!

No blood draws! No mandatory resonance monitoring!

He had a plan in mind.