Chapter 230 Merlin: Which new student asked this question?
The test had only started for five minutes.
The sound of An Su writing furiously was particularly harsh in the quiet examination room. He finished a whole page of paper in an instant, as fast as if he knew the answers in advance. He quickly turned to the next page with a faint smile on his lips.
These topics are so intimate.
The expressions of the candidates around him gradually became subtle.
Is this guy just writing nonsense? They looked at An Su with squinted eyes, thinking that with this guy's moral quality, he might create such a momentum to create invisible pressure in their hearts.
Many saints who claimed to be geniuses were now sweating profusely, their pens trembling as they stared at the first question of the glorious exam, pondering for a long time but still unable to put pen to paper.
Father Persi felt that the situation in the examination room was not optimistic. He had never expected that Ansu, this kid, could cause such chaos just by sitting here. He couldn't help but ask about the situation in other examination rooms through the magic communication, and the replies he got were all worrying.
The second examination room where Arthur was, and the third examination room where Liszt was.
The same situation occurred.
Even more serious.
These two guys also finished the questions very quickly, and the damage they brought to other candidates was more serious than An Su. After all, An Su had good grades, and the candidates could accept his fast speed.
But Arthur and Lister, one ranked last and the other ranked second to last in the last cultural exam. These two nationally renowned poor students could answer the questions so quickly and filled in all the blank spaces, which made the candidates in the two examination rooms shudder and tremble all over.
This is a fear that comes from the heart. For ordinary saints, it doesn't matter if the top students do faster, but the fact that the poor students who are usually far inferior to themselves can perform so well in the exam is simply a fear like the destruction of the universe, and their mentality completely collapses.
The corner of Father Parsi's mouth twitched slightly. He had never expected that the three people from the border would gather together like a flock of flies, and disperse like flies. In order to prevent the three of them from gathering in one examination room to cause trouble, they were deliberately separated into three examination rooms.
As a result, all three examination rooms suffered.
He sighed softly, feeling that the future was worrying and bleak.
Those who are eligible to enter the imperial capital from the regions to take the examination are all the top scorers in the counties in each region. They have been praised as the chosen ones by the people around them since childhood.
But these gifted children felt for the first time the complexity of the imperial capital and the confusion of life.
Who wrote this test paper?
It's a topic that makes the whole family angry.
The geniuses of the Holy See flipped to the beginning and saw the words "Written by Merlin Andre, Vice President of the Magic Guild" on the question set. They all fell silent.
Since it was issued by His Majesty the God of Law, there must be a deeper meaning behind it.
We need to carefully analyze His Majesty Merlin's intentions, and analyze and think from the perspective of the questioner's personal preferences. What is the movement of the crest of the Holy Light? Crest Crest of the Holy Light They fell into deep thought, and the reincarnation of the universe and the universe all poured into their minds at this moment. They exhausted all their knowledge and wisdom, trying to analyze the intention of the questioner, from the glorious origin of Genesis to the belief pattern of the pre-contemporary times, from the definition of Holy Light to the magical interpretation of Holy Light. All kinds of knowledge they had learned flashed through their minds like a revolving lantern, crest. The movement of the crest of the Holy Light, they had to read the meaning of the question over and over again.
Then make associations.
'Move towards the peak of the ripple'
What is a crest.
What is mobile.
The chosen ones looked towards the crest of the witch next to them, passing through one mountain after another, and finally found the highest peak. They saw the bright holy light flickering on the crest of the chaotic elevator. At this moment, the young men realized -
It turns out that this is moving towards the highest peak of the holy light! How evil, how intoxicating and fascinating it is. Considering that this is a question asked by His Majesty Merlin and the preference of the questioner, everything seems reasonable - at this moment, they have already understood the hegemonic intentions of His Majesty the God of Law.
Then the answer to this question is obvious.
They filled in the test paper with confidence and chose option C - The Evil Fall of Holy Light!
"Hmph, nothing more than that." The chosen ones of the Glorious Church snorted coldly, glanced at An Su who was concentrating on answering the questions, and continued answering the next questions.
This guy has reached the highest peak but he doesn't even look at it. He is really a ruthless character.
Their faces were solemn.
Now I truly feel that this cursed son who is so famous in the imperial capital is not just a name. With such great perseverance, his future achievements will surely be limitless.
A few days ago, Ansu arrested a bunch of secret believers, but failed to conquer the hearts of these saints. But today he could resist taking a look at Hei Si, which really left a huge shock in the hearts of the saints.
Only by doing it can you know how difficult it is.
But despite this, they will not give up the victory of this competition! Because Ansu has already lost, he doesn't like the highest peak, so he can't understand His Majesty Merlin's intentions. He will not be able to win this test, and in the end he will just write nonsense.
"Swish." Five minutes into the exam, An Su finished all the subjective questions and turned to the last page of the test paper.
The chosen ones were sweating profusely again. They looked at the second question, and their pen tips were trembling as they hovered over it.
The second question is a subjective essay question.
The saints never expected that the second question in the test would be a big question, and they only gave one multiple-choice question, just like giving alms! They were afraid that if they gave more, they would be able to guess one or two.
This kind of incredible question design is unprecedented and will never be repeated. His Majesty Merlin is worthy of being the God of Law, and the questions he sets are so magical.
The second question was from the Alchemy Church. Generally speaking, it was a test of the composition of the alchemy array, the principle of the alchemy circuit, and the theory of alchemy. They looked at the second question, [The God of Alchemy melts all things. Please write down the steps of how to use alchemical means to refine black silk from crude oil chemicals.]
Divine gold.
The faces of all the saints were as black as if they were burnt. They stared at the question for a long time. They knew every word, but when they were combined together, it became something incomprehensible to ghosts and gods.
What is the relationship between crude oil and black silk? There are so-called silk stockings in this world, but the fabrics are all made from velvet worms and other magical beasts. They are expensive alchemical clothes woven and usually only worn by nobles. But I have never heard of black silk being made from oil.
How could that dark and smelly pool of liquid be made into soft and silky stockings!
They looked at the black silk stockings of the witches next to them. How could such a holy object on earth be associated with that ugly crude oil! These were two completely different extremes! They could not understand this question at all, nor could they understand the great intentions of His Majesty Merlin. His Majesty Merlin's heaven-defying thinking was indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. They finally understood the peak of holy light, but lost again on the black silk stockings.
Can Merlin, old Biden, study something meaningful and valuable to society all day long? All the saints were cursing in their hearts, but some geniuses understood and answered the questions on the test paper.
All of these people who answered the questions were Chaos Cultists. They were all confident and felt that this exam was unusually intimate and familiar. It was clearly in the examination room of the Glorious Church, but the questions were so confusing and unpredictable. They all felt as if they had returned to their hometown. They really missed Sima's questions so much.
Although none of them knew how to do it, they had plenty of experience in dealing with such abstract questions. Chaos Elevator confidently wrote down the steps he had refined on paper:
Alchemical steps to get stockings from crude oil: Step 1: Announce my discovery of oil in a newspaper
Step 2: The church sends troops.
Step 3: Exchange oil for black silk.
There are three steps, and each step is linked to the next and convincing. After Chaos Elevator wrote down the answer, he glanced at An Su complacently, thinking to himself that he really is the legendary genius, and the position of the Son of Chaos really belongs to him.
The Parsis priest next to him was sweating profusely. Although this answer seemed outrageous, it was reasonable on some level. However, this answer was still quite magical and probably not the correct answer.
It's not that the second step, the Theocracy sending troops, is magical, that's quite realistic, the third step is magical, the Theocracy usually just snatches it away and claims that it has large-scale lethal forbidden magic, so how could it possibly exchange it for black silk.
You are lucky to be able to save your life.
Father Persi felt that the level of chaos in this exam had reached its peak in history, with demons dancing everywhere and showing off their magical powers. However, Ansu was still very honest and had not made any small moves since the exam started.
Percy glanced at Ansu's answer to the second question, "Atmospheric and vacuum distillation, catalytic cracking. Get the petroleum byproduct polymers, and make them into polyester and nylon."
Although this long line of alchemical steps looks like alchemy and more like a product of another world, it looks like the correct answer and seems to work in theory.
This is a different route from the regular alchemist.
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He was surprised at Ansu's erudition and versatility. He didn't expect that this boy also dabbled in alchemy and his level was quite high.
To be fair, if Pa were to solve this problem, he could only approach it from the perspective of magical alchemy through material conversion, but the magic circuit designed is quite complicated and its cost-effectiveness is not high.
He was not an expert in alchemy. If this problem was given to his junior sister, the well-known alchemy genius, Father Ashley, she might be able to come up with a better solution.
However, since the last exam, Ashley has had a huge shadow on Ansu in her heart.
He refused to be an invigilator again no matter what, so Percy had to take the blame.
Thinking of this incident, he couldn't help but sigh, feeling very puzzled. Why did His Majesty Merlin set such an abstract and outrageous topic? Percy kept speculating on His Majesty Merlin's deep meaning, but he couldn't understand it after all.
Could it be that His Majesty Merlin wanted to eliminate all the mediocre people and leave only the most elite talents? Or, the rumored bet was true, and the position of Merlin's successor would be determined by this exam, so Merlin personally wrote this set of questions.
After a while, Percy came up with the answer:
By setting this kind of question, Merlin simply wants the candidates to die!
"Asking questions like this is like wanting to kill me, Merlin!"
On the third floor of the church, Merlin, with a frown on his face, threw a stack of opened test papers in front of the priests.
Just now, Merlin took a look at the test paper on a whim, only read the last one or two big questions, and then fell silent.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Using the pure white eyes of the God of Law to investigate, all of this knowledge originated from another world. They were all questions that were taken out from some remote corner of the world. The knowledge and principles were correct, but the candidates had never learned them. These questions were completely beyond the syllabus.
As the God of Law, Merlin could of course deduce the correct answer instantly, but the saints in the examination room could not do it.
Moreover, which animal designed the test paper format, forcibly cutting the answer area and the reading area into two pages, so that students have to flip back and forth every time to answer and read the questions? This kind of design concept that is so inhumane is enough to get one caught in the Inquisition, put on the tiger bench, and tortured with a whip dipped in salt water for three days and three nights. Only the most evil esotericists could come up with such a horrible concept.
Merlin was in a very uneasy mood. Perhaps no one would be able to pass the exam this time!
Then his plan to recruit interns to do the work would fail. He would have to spend half of his finally-earned vacation time to deal with the bishop's daily paperwork and the affairs of the magic guild. If something went wrong, there would not even be a deacon to take the blame for him.
This was totally going to kill Merlin. When he thought of this, he became furious and wanted to find the experts who set the questions to hold them accountable.
All the test questions were set by the research experts of the Magic Guild, and as the vice president of the Magic Guild, Merlin was qualified to hold anyone accountable! Merlin glanced at the saints, and everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.
No, leader. Didn't you come up with this yourself? Didn't we agree that you would be solely responsible for this matter? They were compassionate, and they were all smart people. Naturally, they understood the subtext of Merlin's words. They all knew it well. Merlin, the old man, was deliberately pretending to be confused, just to find a fool to take the blame for President Merlin.
Several experts in the Magic Guild have been taking the blame for the president since they were deacons. They didn't expect that after they had finally managed to get through and achieved positions above high-level priests, they still had to take the blame for their boss.
"Your Majesty Merlin." A saint raised his hand tremblingly, and he said with courage, "This is actually the question you asked yourself."
He turned the test paper to the first page. Merlin only read the big question at the end, so he ignored the information of the person who wrote the test on the first page, which clearly read "Merlin Andre".
".When did I ask this question?" Merlin said with a frown on his face. How dare someone ask his leader to take the blame for him! How bold!
"Three days ago." The saint stammered, "When we came to heaven to ask for your approval, you personally revised it."
Three days, three days.
Merlin's brows twitched slightly, and he suddenly realized what day it was three days ago. That day he skipped work to go out on a date with the incredible Bishop Rada, leaving the little Ansu to help him with work.
So this guy was the one who came up with the question?
But if he denied that this question was asked by Anzu under his name, then his truancy would be exposed. Compared with giving an abstract test paper, the punishment for leaving the Kingdom of Heaven without permission is more severe.
He might be locked up for seven or eight years.
Moreover, if the fact that he was dating a man was exposed by accident, it would be a catastrophe, and his reputation would be completely ruined! Merlin gritted his teeth. This was clearly a conspiracy given by Ansu, and he couldn't refuse it no matter what! This little boy Merlin shook his head helplessly. It was the first time he saw a little boy whose level of talent was comparable to that of his youth, or even slightly better. He held his breath to the extreme, and his thoughts gradually calmed down.
Normally Merlin asked others to take the blame for him, but this time it was his turn to take the blame, so he had nothing to complain about.
Merlin was almost laughing at this little brat.
With the courage to do such trouble, maybe he will really be accepted as his successor. After this brat becomes a demigod, he will be given the responsibility of guarding the heaven, and then he can have a long vacation, just like his master.
The rumor of "competing with the heir of the Imperial Princess" that was originally circulated in the outside world was just spread casually by Merlin, who let Ansu be beaten by Cersei for fun. Now, Merlin began to seriously consider the feasibility of this matter.
However, what really changed Merlin's opinion was the test paper given by Anzu.
The knowledge contained in it is simply not something that an ordinary saint can write. Maybe this kid is related to heaven. "Your Majesty Merlin, have you made up your mind?" A saint saw that Merlin's expression had eased and his eyes had gradually become clear. He was delighted and felt that he was saved, so he asked hurriedly.
"I've thought about it." Merlin said with a smile, "You guys can draw a lot to help me take the blame."
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(End of this chapter)