It is a coincidence that Sumu and Suye were born on the same day of the same month, and today is also Sumu’s eighteenth birthday.
Of course, it is the age of this world.
After today, Sumu will be able to enjoy the happiness of an adult, such as... hehehe... going to the Internet cafe and playing games with friends all night long.
Su Mu was very happy: "You also prepared a gift for me? What is it?"
Su Ye opened the refrigerator and found a piece of cake frozen inside. It had a simple shape and one could tell at a glance that it was not bought from a cake shop.
"You made it yourself?" Su Mu was surprised.
He likes sweets, but he has hardly eaten any this year.
My financial situation doesn't allow it... I have to save the money for my sister's medical treatment, and I have to save as much as possible on other expenses.
He didn't expect that his sister had secretly prepared such a surprise for him.
How can one not love such a well-behaved, cute and sensible sister?
Su Ye nodded: "Yes, I learned how to make a no-bake cake from the Internet."
She brought out the cake, cut off a piece and fed it to Su Mu, and asked expectantly, "How is it? Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious, especially sweet." Su Mu gave a thumbs up, praising her generously, and fed a piece to his sister: "Try it too."
Su Ye took a bite, and the softness of the cake and the sweetness of the fruit filled her mouth, making her eyes narrow into crescent shapes. She smiled happily: "It's really sweet!"
The brother and sister ate a few bites of the cake and put the rest back into the refrigerator, planning to take it out and enjoy it at dinner time.
"I'll make you some sweet and sour pork ribs." Su Mu pinched his sister's face, carried the ribs into the kitchen, turned the switch on the stove, and as the red runes flashed, a cluster of flames popped out.
The stoves in this world do not burn gas, but spirit crystals. Compared with natural gas, they are cheaper and safer.
Su Ye followed in and helped his brother.
While I was busy, there was a knock on the door.
Su Ye quickly ran to open the door. After seeing who was coming, he shouted to Su Mu in the kitchen, "Brother, it's Brother Fat Bird."
The visitor was unhappy: "What fat bird? Don't imitate your brother's shouting. Either call me Brother Liu or Brother Dapeng."
Su Ye nodded and agreed obediently: "Yes, okay, Fatty Brother."
"You... forget it, call me whatever you want, you are so beautiful after all." The man sighed, feeling quite helpless.
He is Su Mu's classmate and good friend Liu Peng. Because he is fat and kind-hearted, his classmates split the word "Peng" into two parts and gave him the nickname "Fat Bird".
God knows why the word "peng" is a fat bird instead of a moon bird...
Liu Peng lives in this neighborhood and often comes to play at home. Su Ye is no stranger to him, otherwise she wouldn't joke with him.
Su Mu was a little surprised to see Liu Peng coming. Just as he was about to ask, Liu Peng winked at him and said to Su Ye, "Xiao Ye, go to the living room first. I want to talk to your brother about something."
After Su Ye left, Liu Peng lowered his voice and said, "I received news that the spiritual energy passing line for Shu Province Xiuzhen University this year will be 40 points higher than last year!"
"What?!" Su Mu was shocked by the news. At the same time, he understood that Liu Peng sent Su Ye away because he didn't want her to worry about him, so he lowered his voice and asked anxiously, "Where did the news come from? Is it reliable? How could the spiritual energy transmission line be raised so much all of a sudden?"
"The news is absolutely reliable. As you know, my second uncle works in the provincial admissions office, and he was the one who leaked the news. It is said that the number of people who came to Shu Province to apply for the cultivation university this year has more than doubled compared to last year, and the several cultivation universities in Shu Province can only recruit so few people, so they can only raise the spiritual energy passing line and raise the admission threshold."
In the past two years, the admission scores of several cultivation universities in Shu Province have been lower than those in other provinces, so it is not surprising that they have attracted a large number of applicants.
But Su Mu and his friends suffered.
Su Mu's spiritual energy index was 910, exceeding the passing score of 900 last year. I originally thought that even if the passing score was adjusted this year, it would only be a few or ten points higher. If I could seize the last half month and make an effort, I would still be able to enter the next round of subject examinations. I never expected that the spiritual energy passing score this year would be directly raised by 40 points!
The person who made this decision is even more ruthless than the stupid planner who secretly lowered the shipment rate!
Damn it, how can I pass this exam?
If you want to increase your spiritual energy index to over 940 within half a month, you have to learn to cheat like Kai Ge.
But the problem is, he has been in this world for three years and hasn’t even seen the shadow of a plug-in, so what the hell is going on?
"What are your plans?" Su Mu asked. Liu Peng's results were slightly worse than his.
Liu Peng said: "My dad plans to take me to Guizhou Province. According to information obtained by my second uncle, the number of applicants to the Cultivation University in Guizhou Province this year is the lowest among several provinces. It is very likely that the passing score will be lowered, perhaps even lower than 900."
After a pause, he advised: "Why don't you go to Guizhou Province as well? We can both apply to the same cultivation university."
Su Mu was a little hesitant.
If the situation is really as Liu Peng said, the success rate of going to Guizhou Province for the examination will undoubtedly be much higher.
But what would happen to his sister if he went to Guizhou Province?
With his sister's current physical condition, she simply couldn't stand the fatigue of traveling, and Sumu was really worried about leaving her alone at home. What's more, his sister had to undergo chemotherapy next week. If he went to Guizhou Province to register for the examination, who would go to the hospital to take care of his sister?
Unable to make up his mind for a while, he sighed and said, "I'll think about it."
Liu Peng knew what he was hesitating about, so he couldn't persuade him too much. He could only say, "You have to make a decision as soon as possible. After tomorrow, the application for the provincial cultivation universities will be closed. You can't change it even if you want to. You only have one chance in your life to take the cultivation exam. If you miss it and want to cultivate again, you can only hire a private teacher or join a dojo. The expenses are not something that ordinary families like you and me can afford."
"I know." Su Mu nodded and said seriously: "No matter what the final result is, I appreciate your kindness."
Liu Peng was also very serious: "Why are you being so polite to me? We are good brothers! Ever since I saw your sister, I have recognized you as my brother."
"Get out!" Su Mu raised the spatula and pretended to hit him.
Liu Peng smiled and said, "If you don't let me go, I have to go too. My parents are waiting for me to have dinner... Oh, by the way, don't tell anyone else about this."
"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret." Su Mu promised.
Once this inside information is leaked, it will cause a lot of trouble and may even bring disaster to Liu Peng's second uncle. Su Mu naturally would not talk about it carelessly.
"Also, thank you." Su Mu said.
Liu Peng waved his hand and strode away without looking back, acting very pretentious.
Su Mu looked at the spareribs being blanched in the pot with a frown on his face.
What to do?
Just as he was feeling worried, his eyes suddenly blurred and a large amount of digital information poured down like a waterfall, occupying his field of vision.
Su Mu was startled.
Before he could shout, the digital waterfall quickly converged and merged, turning into two lines of text floating in front of his eyes, clear but not affecting his vision.
[The Seventh National High School Student Qi Cultivation Technique: 7 points (a flaw in a perfect jade), Grade 0, B]
[Sunflower Brand Qi Refining Pill·Incomplete: 3 points (not worth mentioning), Grade 0, Class C]
“Huh?!”
Su Mu was shocked.
He was not unfamiliar with the skills and elixirs mentioned in the two lines of text.
The Seventh National Qi-Nourishing Technique for Middle School Students was compiled and reviewed by the Ministry of Education. It was a basic exercise that all high school students in the country must practice uniformly. He practiced it every day.
The Qi-refining pill is the most commonly used pill for middle school students in their foundation-building practice. It can improve the effect of drawing Qi into the body and refining Qi to cultivate one's true self. Because it is a medicine for basic education, the price is not expensive. A box of twelve pills costs one hundred yuan and can be used for three days.
For many families, spending a few thousand yuan a month on their children's education is not a lot, and they are willing to spend more. But for Su Mu, this money is a big expense, so he saves as much as possible.
He had never bought the Qi-refining pills. He just asked his classmates for a packaging box and mixed the ingredients such as ginseng, poria cocos, costus root and other herbs according to the ingredient list on it. He also learned the pill-making skills on the Internet and made his own Qi-refining pills to take.
In this way, the expenses are indeed reduced a lot, only a hundred yuan a month, but the effect is really poor, but it is better than before.
Only now did Su Mu realize that what he learned from the packaging box was just an incomplete recipe. Not only did the manufacturer not give the exact dosage, it also hid several key ingredients... No wonder the effect was not good!
At the same time, he was somewhat relieved and afraid: he had eaten so many defective Qi-refining pills, but he had not developed any illness. He was really lucky...
How could these two things be transformed into words and appear before our eyes? And even given scores and evaluations?
Could it be... this is a golden finger?
Am I dead? Am I finally dead?
It’s been three years, and God finally remembered me?
Su Mu's eyes were filled with tears and he cried with joy.
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