Tokyo Psychic

Since LeBron was not working, Kurusu Akatsuki simply made an appointment with Sakamoto Ryuji and the others to play together until 8:30 before disbanding.

"Is it really okay not to review? The first exam will be in three days." A boy who looked a little thin sat down timidly on the small sofa in the Internet cafe.

"They haven't reviewed yet." A friend pointed at Ryuji Sakamoto and Akatsuki Kurusu.

"One of them is good at sports, and the other is a math genius. Is there any reference value?"

"So what if I'm good at sports? I won't be scolded if I do poorly on the test?"

The boy named Mishima Yuki immediately sneered, "Don't take the entrance exam so seriously. The new principal has just taken office, and he's definitely going to significantly reduce the difficulty of the exam to make the paper data look good. If my prediction is correct, this special additional 'entrance exam' was created to boost performance!"

"That is to say..."

"That's right! According to speculation, this opening exam will be unprecedentedly 'super easy'!"

Mishima Yuki laughed and looked at his friends beside him, "Everyone, you must strive to get a few full marks this time."

Then he launched the game on his computer.

The red background light instantly covered his entire face, making Mishima Yuki look like a bloody corpse.

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(ps: By the way, I’m recommending a book by a group friend)

016. Seven Years of Learning, Can You Hold On? (Two-in-One)

(Weekend update: 3/4/8)

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【August 2022, 4. 】

【Weather: Sunny.】

[Auspicious for burial, moving coffins, and road clearing; inauspicious for weddings, consecration, and moving.]

【There are 0 days left until the start of the school assessment. 】

After a few days of dull campus life, the special additional entrance exams arrived as scheduled.

The first subject to be tested is mathematics.

As the test papers were being distributed, the 2-D classroom quickly became quiet.

As quiet as a crematorium.

Only the pens and pencils made a tiny rustling sound as they wrote on the test paper, as if flames were burning, slowly turning the body behind the table into ashes.

Only occasionally can one hear a few sighs of sadness and despair.

The classroom door was open, and a middle-aged man in a brown suit and with a somewhat desolate look on his face walked in with his hands behind his back.

His eyes were as sharp as knives, cutting through the silent air fiercely and swiftly. Seeing that everyone was crawling on the table in panic, he felt more and more proud.

This is the result of a month's hard work by all mathematics teachers.

He worked hard overtime until one or two in the morning every day to review the questions, just for today's "disaster" effect.

Ito Sanshui's pride was almost beyond words, but the authority of his position as the dean of studies still made him keep his mouth tightly taut.

At this time, he saw the window seat in the second to last row.

Sitting there was a young man named "Amamiya Ren".

Now he'd removed his glasses, revealing a pair of cheetah-like, sharp, cold eyes. His slightly sickly, pale face was handsome yet resolute and decisive. Though still in his school uniform, he managed to look sharp and neat. He confidently and effortlessly wrote across the test paper. The way he lifted and lowered the pen made Ito Sanshui think of a sickly, gifted swordsman swinging his sword at a bamboo figurine before him.

With a swift movement, he cut through the numerous obstacles in the bamboo man's structure like a rotten wood, and cut off its head with one blow! The endless and cold edge revealed, making Ito shudder uncontrollably.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Kurusu Akatsuki had finished the multiple-choice questions and was now doing the fill-in-the-blank questions...

Wait, his draft paper is empty?!

How could this be?

Candidates who do not use scratch paper are like warriors who have voluntarily taken off their armor, leaving no room for mistakes in battle!

Are you planning to rely on this piece of cloth to defeat us "number-counting masses" head-on? ! !

Ito Sanshui was furious.

He strode down the podium, his leather shoes making crisp crackling sounds as they stepped on the ground.

He walked towards Kurusu Akatsuki with his eyes wide open and murderous intent in his eyes.

That tan suit seemed to be soaked in blood and oxidized by time. Just by looking at it, one could feel an extremely vicious murderous intent in the bloody smell.

Ito Sanshui, holding a teaching stick in his hand, looked like a devil on earth holding a wild sword and walking through the smoke-filled battlefield.

Wherever he went, everyone was afraid and would lower their heads even more humbly, for fear of angering the other party and having them kill him without any explanation.

Ito Sanshui is getting closer!

He was almost standing next to Kurusu Akatsuki's desk!

Jing Qinrencai, who originally intended to sneak a few glances at Kurusu Akatsuki's test paper, was now shivering with her neck shrunk like a quail.

Even when faced with a powerful enemy, Kurusu Akatsuki remained seated, demonstrating the demeanor of a great general.

Seeing this, Ito Sanshui was furious.

You're just one man, and you actually dare to underestimate us, a group of people? You're so bold!

He stood beside Kurusu Akatsuki, staring intently at the test paper that was being quickly filled with blanks.

Today I will kill you without a trace of return——

Wait, this is...

Ito Sanshui's pupils trembled violently.

He remembered the answer to every question clearly and looked over Kurusu Akatsuki's paper, but couldn't find any mistakes.

This...this is impossible!

Ceva's Theorem, Menelaos' Theorem, indeterminate equations, and Fermat's Little Theorem hidden in the multiple-choice questions couldn't stop him!

Formulas, drafts, processes... Ito Sanshui looked at Kurusu Akatsuki's clean paper, which had no traces of writing other than the answers, and felt dizzy.

He quickly looked up at the classroom clock. Only six minutes had passed! This was a test paper designed by the teaching and research team according to the difficulty standards of the entrance exams for top universities!

Looking at Kurusu Akatsuki again, how could he still look like a "genius but sickly swordsman of the shogunate"?

He's clearly the unstoppable general Lü Fengxian from Romance of the Three Kingdoms! ...No, this isn't Romance of the Three Kingdoms, this is Dynasty Warriors!

Each of Kurusu Akatsuki's effortless strokes resembled Lü Bu charging into a crowd, brandishing his Fang Tian Hua Ji (Fang Tian Hua Ji). Unparalleled force gushed from the blade, severing, slicing, and shredding the enemy, armor and all! Flesh and blood flew everywhere, screams rang out, and the entire army was routed without resistance. It was truly like a demon descending into uncharted territory!

Wow! Such a powerful, fierce warrior, who in the world can resist him? And how can they resist him?!

Have the warriors of the island nation ever seen such a scene?!

It's like the Emperor of the Heian period suddenly summoned his most favored general and said to him in all seriousness, "Now I want you to travel back to the 'Three Kingdoms Period' in folklore next door and kill Lu Bu to demonstrate the majesty of the imperial family."

"Go and kill Lu Bu? Me...me?" The general, who was only 1.5 meters tall, fell into unprecedented confusion.

Anyone would think he is crazy!

As the leader of the "Mathematicians", Ito Sanshui had unknowingly taken two steps back and almost kicked the schoolbag that Jing Serina had placed on the ground!

Before he knew it, cold sweat had soaked his clothes.

It was as if a young country boy woke up and found himself sitting in the middle of a World War II battlefield, watching the artillery fire pouring down on the sky, feeling inexplicably shocked and helpless.

Kurusu Xiao's speed in solving problems is still extremely fast. Without any draft, he can write out the correct answer to a fill-in-the-blank question accurately in just over ten seconds.

Faced with this situation, Ito Sanshui could only speak harshly in his heart with a timid expression.

Humph, we're almost at the last fill-in-the-blank question, just wait and see...

"Aschoff's Circle", Median Theorem, Angle Bisector Theorem, you all come out quickly to meet the enemy!

The difficult questions that integrate the "three-phase power" at the same time are the final questions that only top universities like the University of Tokyo will prepare in their examination papers.

If one does not master extremely sophisticated problem-solving techniques, it is absolutely impossible to break through the barrier of the "three-phase power"!

Ito Sanshui nervously watched Kurusu Akatsuki, whose pen tip was hovering over the question without moving.

He stopped!

Haha, he actually stopped!

Ito Sanshui waited for Kurusu Akatsuki for thirty seconds and was extremely excited.

Finally, finally stopped him.

It seems that the great Lu Fengxian is no more than this...

Ok?

Under Ito Sanshui's confused gaze, Kurusu Akatsuki wrote the correct answer in the last blank of the fill-in-the-blank question at the 36th second, and then turned the test paper over.

For such a complex graph, you can calculate the answer in your head without even drawing auxiliary lines or listing equations?

The bravest general in Japan had his head chopped off by Lu Bu in one encounter.

...I'm very sorry that I couldn't satisfy Lord Fengxian.

In the dispirited classroom, stood a dispirited middle-aged man.

Even when he was a child, his father spanked him with a belt in front of the whole family, but this moment was more heartbreaking for him.

The pride and confidence that Tokyo residents felt in enjoying the excellent educational resources vanished in an instant.

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Jingle Bell.

The bell rang, signaling the time to hand in the papers.

The classroom immediately erupted in the howling of ghosts and wolves.

"Mishima, I'm going to kill you!" Ryuji Sakamoto, who had been tricked into playing "Valorant" for three consecutive days, rushed towards Yuki Mishima who was sitting in the first row like a ghost with his fangs and claws bared.

Mishima Yuki also had a sad face, "I failed the test too!"

"So, can you pass?" Ryuji Sakamoto asked the question that concerned him most at the first moment.

"What kind of monster or demon would be able to pass this level of difficulty?"

Mishima Yuki roared sadly and helplessly.

In this strange opening exam, he started dozing off with his chin supported by his arm from the fifth minute on the clock.

He read the test paper from beginning to end, went through it all, and found that there was not a single question he could answer.

He could only fill in some ABCD randomly in the multiple-choice questions by using metaphysical methods, guess some trigonometric functions in the fill-in-the-blank questions, and finally write down some inexplicable formulas in the solution questions... Well, the rest of the content of this paper had nothing to do with Yuki Mishima.

"Oh, by the way, where's Amamiya?"

Mishima suddenly asked Ryuji Sakamoto.

In the past few days, Amamiya Ren, Mishima Yuki, and Sakamoto Ryuji have formed an indestructible e-sports combination. They have been playing dragons one after another in the "Valorant" matches and having a lot of fun.

"Looks like he has diarrhea. I saw him get up and leave ten minutes into the exam, and he never came back. That Ito stood by his desk for a long time! It really scared me!"

"How pitiful! He must have been unable to solve the problem just like the rest of us, right? He must have been scribbling something and got caught by that 'Devil Ito'. Sigh, he'll probably have to write a two thousand word apology."

"Devil Ito" is the nickname given by Shujin's students to this overly strict dean.

At this time, Kurusu Akatsuki was sitting on a bench outside the classroom, leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone.

He has been playing "MasterDuel" for an hour and a half. He put together a "Masked Hero" deck according to the guide in the forum and is now dominating the silver ranking.

This game consumes a lot of battery. Thanks to the kind-hearted teacher Ito who lent him a power bank, his phone was able to maintain its battery life until the end of the exam.

The headmaster was not as "cold and strict" as the students said.

Kurusu Akatsuki sighed, he was obviously a very tolerant and considerate person.

"Oh, Amamiya, are you tired from playing? Would you like some water?"

Ito Sanshui came up the stairs at some point, holding two bottles of mineral water in his hands.

"Thank you, Mr. Ito." Kurusu Akatsuki took the plastic bottle.