Su Yu originally intended to draw little by little, relying on fragmented memories.
The moment I saw the map, hundreds of escape routes flashed through my mind like fireworks.
Moreover, he also discovered that those memories that he had been unable to sort out were beginning to become clearer.
Once all the information has been processed, hundreds, even thousands, of different solutions have appeared on the map in front of us.
It can even help determine the success rate of a particular route and what unexpected events might occur.
A system voice sounded in my mind.
[Congratulations, host, your skill "Tactical Understanding" has successfully advanced to Master level.]
At this moment, Su Yu, who had acquired Song Qinghuan's skills, seemed to have merged two tactical mindsets.
The clash between two completely different ways of thinking directly elevated Su Yu's understanding of tactics to a new level.
Seeing that he hadn't moved, the homeroom teacher, Cheng Yong, said impatiently, "What? Aren't you a tactical genius?"
"You've dared to hand in blank papers for the last few exams, and now you want me to hand in one on the spot?"
Su Yu opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and then reorganized his words.
"teacher."
"What? Don't even think about making excuses to beg for mercy."
This time, Cheng Yong was determined to punish Su Yu.
"No, teacher, I wanted to ask what your requirements are. Is it that the battle losses do not exceed 10%, or that the battle losses do not exceed 5%?"
"We should keep battle losses within the scope of accidental events."
Cheng Yong had already figured out how to persuade Su Yu, that little brat, to repent and turn back from his misguided ways.
My stomach was filled with chicken soup, but it all suddenly felt like it was stuck in my chest.
"Huh? What did you say?"
"Come on! You draw for me today, I don't want 10% or 5%, just draw me something that's 20%!"
"As long as you draw it, I won't care if you sing and dance during tactics class from now on."
"Even if you want to come up and teach in my place, I have no objection."
The words fell.
The other students, who had been silent, started laughing.
Su Yu glanced at his homeroom teacher and said quietly, "Teacher, if I finish drawing it, wouldn't that be disrespectful to you?"
Cheng Yong once again felt a lump in his throat.
Not wanting to say anything more, he immediately handed over control of the program to Su Yu.
Then he sat down in Su Yu's seat, and when he saw a table full of photos of Song Qinghuan, he became even angrier.
"Come on, put on a show," he said irritably.
This kid has really been out of control lately. We have to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson today.
Let him know that tactics are a skill that requires talent but not study.
As for Su Yu really drawing a tactical diagram with a casualty ratio of less than 20%, Cheng Yong said it was impossible! Absolutely impossible.
This is the final exam paper for the third-year tactical department at Peking University this year. The full score is achieved when the casualty ratio is controlled at 20%.
Cheng Yong knew that he was the only one in the entire Tianyuan City who had seen this type of question, as the exam had just been held two days prior.
Given this difficult situation, Su Yu's ability to lead his men to escape was already a commendable achievement.
Amidst the laughter of the class, and in a fit of rage, the homeroom teacher, Chen Yong, became enraged.
Su Yu began his drawing.
In the following time, he demonstrated the Thirty-Six Stratagems, an ancient military strategy, to everyone.
He employed all sorts of tricks, from waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out, to throwing a brick to attract jade, to shedding his own skin, to driving a tiger to devour a wolf... each one more elaborate than the last.
Of course, the premise for the successful use of these strategies lies in his perfect calculation of the comparison of each wave of combat power and his full understanding of the habits of the alien beasts.
In the early stages, everything went smoothly, and he showed off his amazing skills.
The students in the class were all speechless with their mouths agape.
They are almost out of the encirclement, and the casualties are still kept to a minimum.
The way people looked at Su Yu began to show a degree of admiration.
Despite his displeasure, Cheng Yong, the homeroom teacher, had to admit that the kid's tactical talent was truly the best in Tianyuan City's history.
However, despite his surprise, a slight smile remained on his lips.
Su Yu's performance so far has surpassed that of most college students who refused to attend Peking University.
However, Jubei University, one of the four major universities in China, also has talented players like Su Yu.
In the final exams a few days ago, there were many students like Su Yu now.
Ninety percent of the time, the casualties were due to chance events.
But it was this last ten percent that caused almost all of these prodigies to fail, and some with weaker willpower were even wiped out in one fell swoop.
Teacher Cheng Yong's lips curled up, waiting to see what Su Yu would experience for the first time—the cruelty of reality.
However, just as those small eyes were filled with anticipation...
Su Yu, who had been enjoying a smooth journey, suddenly slowed down his march.
He began sending out reconnaissance troops to investigate, and also cautiously had terrain-altering ability users follow along.
The tactical deployment for advancing was also maximized.
His sudden action left everyone in the class completely bewildered.
"There shouldn't be any problems ahead of here."
"If Su Yu is being so cautious now, it will be troublesome once the beasts behind catch up."
"Could it be that he deliberately went easy on the teacher because he was about to finish the task? To avoid embarrassing the teacher?"
Just as everyone was wondering, Cheng Yong suddenly stood up: "How is that possible?"
Everyone looked at him, who had a surprised expression.
Only Su Yu was still taking the terrain in front of him seriously.
The next second, in a desert, his scouts discovered the Wet Shadow Bug, which usually only exists in swamps.
"Holy crap, how is this possible? This is a desert!"
"Has Su Yu done this problem before?"
"Are you kidding me?! There can be shadow bugs here?"
"If Su Yu had rushed over at full speed just now, wouldn't they have all fallen into the trap of the Wet Shadow Insects?"
"If the monsters catch up, it will be questionable whether we can even get out."
Amidst the commotion in the classroom, Su Yu once again demonstrated his multitasking skills and successfully passed the test.
The 3D map ultimately became perfect.
......
At Peking University, a young man with a scruffy beard stared blankly at the message that popped up on the screen.
He then complained, "Which master is so bored that they took the problems I gave my students and did them again?"
"These kinds of questions are meant to help students remember things, what's the point of you experts creating perfect passing questions?"
The man complained while simultaneously checking the system to see what was going on.
After searching for a while, the man was puzzled again.
"Cheng Yong? Although I told him there were traps, with his skill level, he shouldn't be able to clear the game with occasional casualties, right?"
"Could it be that this kid has finally taken that step?"
"No way, if that's the case, I have to recruit him to our school. I can't let him stay in high school slacking off and pretending to be nurturing flowers." The man immediately took out his phone.
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