Can I pursue him boldly now?
Hu Ziyu's study habits are very different from those of ordinary students. For example, when studying mathematics and science, he will first build a huge and complex data processing library in his brain.
Although it may be slow at first, once the analysis is complete, any subsequent data or keywords can be quickly used to obtain the answer. For liberal arts subjects, the photographic memorization method is used. First, stare at an image or article for several minutes or hours, and then you can recite it forward, backward, skip, and cross-reference, with repeated success and no mistakes.
"Following the Xian's vows forever, the borders are boundless, and the mighty power spreads across the heavens. My heart is in vain..." Just as Liang Yanqi performed pull-ups at high speed, Hu Ziyu's speech also grew faster and faster, but his voice was full and full, with no sign of missing words or skipping sentences. However, the aging immortals and gods couldn't match the handwriting on the PAD, squinting left and right, unable to figure out which line they were reciting.
"The Emperor has entrusted me with the responsibility of carrying out this mission. I pray that you will accept my mission and I will obey your orders..." Within five minutes, the "Guide to Etiquette for Civil Officials" with more than 3,000 words was recited word for word.
Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't help wondering, "What's wrong with this kid? Why is he carrying this thing backwards?"
"Thank you everyone, my silent recitation ends here." Just as Hu Ziyu clasped his fists to thank the applause from all around and was about to take a seat, a young man in black spoke.
"Wait a minute! You just said that you can recite several chapters of the Tao Te Ching backwards." The person who spoke was not someone else, but Master Linghu, the deputy section chief of the Secretariat of Wenchang Temple. It was obvious that he did not want the master and servant of Yutu Temple to be too proud.
Hu Ziyu paused, offering a smile that said, "I'm quite sure I can recite it word for word, but if I break the chapters down by punctuation and then recite them backwards from the last sentence to the first, I should be able to do it. May I ask, Master, which chapter would you like to pick?"
"Chapter 77." Ling Hu said.
The Tao Te Ching, written by Taishang Laojun, consists of eighty-one chapters and has been passed down through the human world for a long time. Linghu's intention was to focus on the most familiar chapters, the first ten, while the last few chapters were often forgotten.
If Hu Ziyu requested a chapter change, he would be extremely pleased. Although Ling Hong understood Hu Ziyu's strength in the university entrance exam, he couldn't help but feel worried. After all, the Tao Te Ching was not something that medical students would learn.
Everyone had put away their PADs, but this time they all took them out and started to look up the main text of the Tao Te Ching.
Hu Ziyu walked back to his original position and spoke slowly: "He does not seek to be virtuous, and does not stay in his place after his achievements. This is why the sage acts but does not rely on himself. Only those who follow the Tao can have surplus to serve the world. To reduce the deficiency to serve the surplus is not the way of man. To reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency is the way of heaven. Make up for the deficiency, reduce the surplus, raise the lower, and suppress the high. It is like drawing a bow and the way of heaven." After finishing, he still clasped his fists and smiled.
"Excuse me for the poor presentation." Ling Hu responded with the same courtesy and said: "Forgive me for my presumptuousness. The master of the temple is very knowledgeable and erudite. Which colleague from the other hall would like to ask a question?" The implication was that he still wanted to trick others into making things difficult for Hu Ziyu.
Ling Hong gave him a murderous look, and Ling Hu rolled his eyes in return.
A few seconds later, someone actually stood up and asked. "My name is Wu, Assistant Administrator of the Pharmacy Department at Shennong Temple. I'd like to ask Mr. Rabbit, what is the sixth element from the right in the lanthanide series?" Upon hearing the Pharmacy Department, Hu Ziyu's heart sank, but his expression remained calm as he immediately answered: "Dysprosium, atomic number 66, element symbol Er."
"What is the eighth cell from the left in the Actinide series?"
"Curium has an atomic number of 96 and an element symbol of Cm."
"In 2017, the four new elements added are"
"Element 113, Nihonium, symbol Nh; Element 115, Moscovium, symbol Mc; Element 117, Tennessine, symbol Ts; Element 118, Oganesson, symbol Og." Aside from a few experts, the other immortals and gods were clueless, only aware of their immense power and awe. By the time they found the periodic table, Hu Ziyu had already finished answering.
"Oh, your question is too simple!" A Taoist-style immortal dressed in yellow pushed his colleague from the assistant department.
"I am in the alchemy class of the Pharmacy Department. I would like to ask Lord Rabbit what the materials for refining the elixir are." Many people were shocked when they heard this. How could this be a test to memorize? It was clearly intended to make this child who had just entered the heavenly court give up.
Hu Ziyu blinked his bright eyes, tilted his head, and thought for a few seconds before answering, "If you ask about Chinese external alchemy, it's mostly based on metals like mercury, carbon, tin, lead, copper, gold, and silver. More recently, some oxides, sulfides, chlorides, nitrates, sulfates, carbonates, borates, silicates, alloys, mixed stones, and organic solvents have also been added."
"Okay..." The yellow-robed immortal swung his sleeves, stood up, and continued, "So, what do you think, Lord Rabbit, are the advantages and disadvantages of refining the elixir this way?" This time, it wasn't a recitation, but an open-ended question. If the answer was good, it would be too flattering; if it was bad, it would certainly undermine the alchemy class.
"Generally speaking, for lead and mercury poisoning, chelation therapy is often used clinically, and the combined drugs include dithiothreitol succinic acid and sodium calcium ethylenediaminetetraacetic acid." Hu Ziyu's answer suddenly changed the subject, leaving many immortals and gods present confused.
"Since ancient times, alchemy has mostly used lead and mercury as the base. Therefore, many kings and overlords died from metal poisoning. Although immortals and gods can resist this kind of toxicity, for mortals, it is tantamount to chronic suicide." As he said, Hu Ziyu took out a jade rabbit mooncake from his Pipa sleeve.
"Compared to refining elixirs, I strongly recommend the Moon Palace's pounded medicinal mooncakes. They contain eighteen kinds of traditional Chinese medicine, and are gentle, nourishing, and delicious without being greasy. They will completely dispel fatigue and revitalize you. Plus, the fragrance lingers on your lips, a memory you'll never forget!"
Without realizing it, Hu Ziyu had memorized the entire advertisement slogan for the Guanghan Palace corridor light box. Not only had he severely offended the alchemy class, but he had also staged a product placement play in front of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother.
Embarrassing, so embarrassing!
After coming to his senses, Hu Ziyu quickly covered his mouth, picked up his things, and was about to return to his seat when he glanced at Linghong and gave him a thumbs up. Taiyin Star Lord stood up and cheered, and the female fairies who accompanied him walked around and sent product DMs.
The Yellow-Robed Immortal, unable to gain an advantage with his words, stormed off in anger. Zuo Li Ke Ke shrugged, his expression neutral. He didn't refuse the flyer the Taiyin Palace immortal handed him. Perhaps, deep down, Hu Ziyu harbored a lingering urge to speak up for Senior Tian Bao, unwilling to let the Pharmacy Department take advantage.
But no matter what, now he just wanted to grab his skirt and run away. But in the next moment, a heavyweight figure spoke, and the walking female fairies seemed to have been shaken and all froze in place.
"Your servant - Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, would like to give the Rabbit God a question." Ao Guang first walked to the center of the hall, bowed to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, then returned to Hu Ziyu's side and nodded slightly as a greeting.
Hu Ziyu did not dare to neglect the first-rank sea line overlord at all, and quickly bowed with his hands clasped together, performing the most respectful etiquette among standing ceremonies.
He just hoped it wasn't a difficult problem that was too challenging or outlandish. "My knowledge is limited, so I hope Lord Dragon King will show some mercy." Ao Guang smiled, his eyes filled with dominance and arrogance.
"If you think you're ignorant, then we're all clueless!"
"... Please give me a topic, Lord Dragon King." Hu Ziyu felt cold on his back again, and he could only keep hypnotizing himself in his heart: Fortunately, it's okay, it's not as scary as Da Linghongkai.
"This question is not difficult, but you have to think about it." Ao Guang walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "Suppose a small speedboat weighing 50 kilograms and equipped with a third-class energy-saving device, a fairy god who has practiced for 300 years can sail continuously for 500 hours; then, a Tianlong boat weighing 50,000 metric tons and equipped with a first-class energy-saving device, a fairy god who has practiced for 500 years can sail continuously for how many hours?" When this question came out, all the fairies were stunned.
Ao Botong didn't understand what he meant and shouted, "Father!" Many people took out their PADs again, opened the calculation app, entered various values, and let the program convert them automatically.
If it was just an ordinary calculation, Hu Ziyu would not be afraid, but he was afraid that the Dragon King did not want an ordinary answer.
He steeled himself and decided to muster up the courage to protest. "Lord Dragon King, this question isn't good enough, and the information you provided isn't detailed enough."
Ao Guang raised his heroic eyebrow. "Oh, you can tell me what's going on."
"First, the mansion's dragon boat is designed for use on land, sea, and air. When sailing on a calm, waveless surface, the buoyancy of fresh water is 1, while that of seawater averages around 1.02 to 1.07. Submerged, the water pressure generated by depth and the resistance to fluid movement must be considered. Secondly, when the dragon boat ascends into the air, the atmospheric pressure at the surface is usually 1, decreasing with altitude. Furthermore, gravity must be considered. On Earth, it's 1, but once you enter the Bright Moon Pass, it's 0.16, and within the Sun Temple's jurisdiction, it's 27.9. Finally, considering the environment, for example, if the dragon boat were to sail into the frenzied zone surrounding the Master's Hall, mana would be consumed more than elsewhere."
Hu Ziyu paused for a moment, and listened to what conditions the Dragon King wanted to add. He remained calm and continued, "What's more, I know an immortal who has practiced for only three hundred years, but his magic power is inexhaustible like a bottomless pit. If he were to pilot the ship, no matter what environment he was in, a single soldier could sail for at least one thousand hours." These words naturally referred to Ling Hong.
Although most people didn't know who the immortal was referring to, they couldn't help but turn their gaze towards the seats in the Taiyin Palace. Ling Hong turned his head away, and his eyes happened to meet Ling Hu's.
After a while, they both coughed dryly and ran to the corner of the hall.
"Very good, your courage is commendable, and you are both talented and beautiful. There is no problem with me, Ao." At this point, Ao Guang covered Hu Ziyu's left shoulder with his thick right palm.
"You've passed. Ao hereby announces to the world that the Rabbit God is qualified to become the daughter-in-law of the Ao family."
"Hey, hey, hey—!" Hu Ziyu was stunned again, and the immortals and gods were also confused. The Dragon King asked, it turned out that the drunkard's intention was not to drink, but to help his son find an excellent and virtuous wife.
Ao Botong was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck thickened: "Father!"
"Shut up and let your father do it." Ao Guang called out his 17-inch large-screen PAD. The background color of the leather case was the dark blue of the sea, and the pattern was two embroidered green dragons and several light blue auspicious clouds.
After pointing out the Heavenly Pearl, he handed it to Hu Ziyu.
Ao Botong's handsome face fell halfway, and he called out again urgently: "Father, please wait!" Ao Guangcai didn't want to pay attention to his son. He clicked on the conversation record on the screen and asked Hu Ziyu to read it out loud.
"As for why, I don't quite understand. It's probably because your personality has changed since reincarnation, and your preferences have changed as well." Hu Ziyu read out, "Although your mother and brother and I don't quite agree, if you insist on this and they readily agree, as long as it's for the children's happiness, parents will choose to bless them."
"It's not these sentences, look down." Ao Guang pointed to the dialog box below.
Hu Ziyu continued, "Thank you, father. This means that I can pursue him boldly." Under the message, there was a photo posted by the official account of Taiyin Palace on the social APP.
That was three days ago. When Hu Ziyu just changed into a purple casual uniform, the female fairies gathered around him and asked him to strike various poses, which became one of the finished photos for internet beauties.
Ao Botong covered his face and screamed. Wan Taian also cried out: "How could this happen! I was the one who acted first..."
The dragon clan’s relatives and friends shouted in unison: “Together! Together!”
The young phoenix, the young Suzaku, burst into tears of anger, spread his wings, and sped out of the hall.
The Queen Mother and the Jade Emperor stood up and clapped their hands, and all the immortals and gods also stood up and cheered in congratulations.
Ao Guang lowered his head and whispered in Hu Ziyu's ear: "My son is good, but he is too arrogant and looks down on others. Please help me to control him." Hu Ziyu's head exploded again, and he stammered: "This, please forgive me..."
"Don't refuse, otherwise, Ao will change from supporting diverse families to opposing them." After saying that, Ao Guang flicked his sleeves, drawing two beautiful arcs in the air, and then turned around and returned to his seat handsomely.
After being publicly outed by his father, Ao Botong simply threw up his hands, clapped his legs, and stood up, shouting to Hu Ziyu: "If I win, the peaches are yours; if you win, the peaches are still yours!" Two seconds later, he added in a low voice: "Just give me a small bite."
Hu Ziyu lowered his head and returned to his seat, his entire face flushed red, his ears burning, and he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.
Has everyone forgotten Chu Tianqi, the candidate for Shancai Tongzi? Also, people say "a cunning rabbit has three burrows", how come he doesn't have a single burrow to hide in? I have to ask Taiyin Xingjun if he has any similar magic weapon that can be rented.
Wan Taian launched a sweeping kick at Ao Botong, who took it down like a tree trunk. Then, with his right finger, he formed a fire gesture, setting Wan Taian's trouser legs ablaze. In an instant, his pants turned to shorts, and the skin on his lower limbs turned blue and purple, causing him to scream in pain.
Amidst the commotion, everyone seemed to have forgotten the final performer.
Furthermore, the immortals’ group performances have not yet begun.
Hu Ziyu was so disturbed by the Dragon King and his son that he didn't want to look left, so he looked right at the two ladies. Zhu Yi Zhenjun was very nervous, so she asked Liang Yanqi to pass on a message to her: "Take out the mooncakes and eat them. They can calm your mind." Zhu Huaizi opened the cake box, took a small bite, and instantly felt relaxed and refreshed.
What is coming will eventually come. The Jade Emperor raised his hand, the noise around him stopped, and the ceremonial officer called out the names again.
Zhu Huaizi timidly walked to the front of the hall and bowed to the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother. Then, with a trembling voice, he said to the ceremonial officer: "I, the Zhuyi Zhenjun, the Secretary of the Wenchang Hall, would like to give up this performance."
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