A moment later, Lian Han looked at the parts in his hand and clicked submit.
The results came out quickly.
Challenger: Lian Han
Part Number: 92
Effective utilization rate: 94%
Time taken: 16 minutes
Assessment score: 98
98 points is quite good out of 100. Lian Han looked up at the students below the stage. Those who could enter Diluo were all of decent level. The parts assembly was already completed, and they were all building their mental energy channels.
However, the situation was not good; everyone was frowning, clearly indicating that they had encountered trouble.
Lian Han thought for a moment and clicked "Apply to leave" on the AI. After she had constructed the mental energy channel perfectly and in the shortest amount of time, she did not think she would lose.
The message was quickly replied: Okay. The next challenge starts at 9:00 AM. The challenged person should not stray far from the experimental area.
The laboratory door opened, and Lian Han walked out in full view of everyone.
A group of challengers: ...
While they're still working hard, this guy has already finished and left! Just how monstrous is his armor-making skill? And how much does he look down on them?
If this mindset becomes unstable, "bang bang bang" sounds will be heard one after another in the laboratory, and quite a few will be affected and fail.
The mental energy channel construction failed, and the half-finished parts were unusable; it had to be reassembled. A chorus of complaints filled the laboratory…
"I'm out." Outside the lab, Anhe waved to her from a chair that had appeared out of nowhere.
"You're done too?"
The girl smiled. "No one is challenging me."
Lian Han: "...I just counted, there are 50 people in the lab."
"Not bad. You've even reached the upper limit of the literary challenge." Han Ningshu's gentle voice rang out. "Lian Han is quite popular."
"Don't listen to his nonsense. They all think you're younger and have had fewer years of experience in armor making than they have, so they think it'll be easier for you to succeed in the challenge. I reckon if there wasn't a limit of 50 people for the challenge, they probably would all have gone to you."
"And what about you?"
Anhe smiled, somewhat proudly, "You've just arrived on the Imperial Capital Star, so you might not know. I am considered by the Federation to be the most talented young armor maker."
Lian Han nodded, understanding. With that reputation alone, not many dared to challenge her.
"Two students from Class One chose to engage in physical combat this time. Because there are too few people, they will wait until all the verbal combat is over before starting. Even Han might stand out a bit then," Han Ningshu said.
The sparring sessions on armor-making skills in the experimental area are called "sparring," while martial arts combat is actual fighting; these are their habitual terms.
"Can we use cards?" Lian Han frowned.
"Whatever. But if Xiao Han doesn't want to reveal her identity, it's best not to use it." After all, cards are luxury items circulating in high society.
Lian Han nodded, then looked somewhat troubled. Because her previous goal had always been to become a card maker, Lian Han could arm herself from head to toe with cards, but fighting without cards—from the age of 8 until now, she had never experienced a bare-chested fight.
"What's wrong? You're an A-level, it shouldn't be too difficult for you."
"Not necessarily. The number of students in the A-level class in the Armored Engineering Department is actually more than just the 33 in the Special Class, but because the later classes need to be rounded up, only the top 33 students in the A-level entrance exam were selected." Han Ningshu said with a smile, trying to dampen the enthusiasm.
"Not good in real combat?" An He raised an eyebrow at Lian Han.
"I haven't played with anyone since I started learning how to make cards."
"Not even once?" Han Ningshu was surprised. After seeing the girl nod affirmatively, he continued, "Your family really spoils Lian Han."
Lian Han did not respond to this.
Anhe held the girl's hand, feeling a little sorry for her. "Although I'm not good at fighting either, I can find someone to teach you."
The Ling family dotes on her? Xiao Han has been wandering outside for so many years. Although only a few people, such as the Ling family and the Lance family, know about this.
"Okay." The girl smiled, her smile so captivating it was almost mesmerizing.
"I told you not to laugh." Anhe pinched her cheek, displeased.
Coming to his senses, Han Ningshu looked away and had to admit that the Ling family's little princess could captivate many people with her looks alone.
After that, students came out one after another, their expressions ranging from joy to sorrow.
When the last one came out, it was Darren Gary and—Holly Vincent? Right, she mentioned earlier that she was the class advisor. The two of them came together.
Davin Garry cleared his throat. "Now announcing the list of those who have successfully entered the Elite Class: Zong Jingyuan and Fu Huan. Those who lost, please follow your class instructor to leave. The next challenge will begin immediately. Elite Class students, please return to the examination room."
As Lian Han stood up, she saw Zong Jingyuan waving at her. Lian Han nodded to her, thinking, "This girl is not bad either."
However, once the challenge is successful, the defense mode begins, and the unlucky ones might not even get a day in the elite class. The school is really cruel.
...
One day, the written competition for classes one through eight ended. Lian Han rubbed her temples and waited for someone to pick her up at the school gate. One hour was all it took to assemble a set of parts, and apart from the one hour for lunch, she was quite used to the pace.
But Miss Lian's luck wasn't very good today; she had over 80 parts batch numbers all day. Especially since she was only 15 years old, she received special attention from the students, and the classes were always full. Even now, her mind is full of those circuit diagrams.
However, the result was gratifying; she retained her spot in the top-tier class. Now, it all depends on tomorrow's martial arts competition.
To avoid injuries or fatalities, the competition will be held on the SkyNet platform. Tomorrow happens to be the weekend, so she can log in from home.
Just then, Ling Ze's car pulled up. Unlike Lian Han, he had never hidden his identity as a direct descendant of the Ling family at school.
There weren't many people around. Ling Ze waved to her and then opened the car door. "How did the test go?"
"It's alright." Lian Han got into the car. "Let's go."
The two driving away were completely unaware that a camera belonging to an AI was pointed at them, and the AI's owner's pretty face was full of malice...
When they got home, Ling Xin hadn't returned yet. Lian Han waved Ling Ze away, saying that they had something to discuss after the martial arts competition the next day, and then went back to his bedroom to rest.
On the second day of the martial arts competition, the maximum number of challengers was 10, but the eight classes that chose to participate in the martial arts competition only had nine people in total. So even though everyone chose her as the "easy target," Miss Lian did not have enough people this time.
Lian Han had nothing more to say about this.
When she enrolled in Diluo, she knew she might be at a disadvantage, but she never imagined it would turn out this outrageous. Is it really meaningful for a group of people to bully a 15-year-old girl?
What Lian Han didn't know was that a group of examinees were thinking: "They sent 400 students from 8 classes and still couldn't beat a little girl. It's so embarrassing! We must redeem ourselves! Once he throws her off the stage, let's see what those students say then. Well, it doesn't matter what they say then, he's no longer in class one (or two, three, four...)."
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