Chapter 344

This group of people before him, whether in terms of dress or temperament, gave Gao Jie Ming a strong sense of déjà vu—the standard template for street thugs.

Leading them was a tall and strong youth.

Wearing a flashy rivet leather jacket, hair dyed an eye-catching green, with a toothpick hanging from the corner of his mouth.

His walking posture was that kind of deliberately swaying shoulders, wishing to tell the whole world "I am not a good person."

The most eye-catching thing was the "weapon" he carried casually on his shoulder—

A double-edged hand axe that looked cold and shiny, and was quite well-maintained.

The few lackeys behind him were also of a similar style, eyes looking down on others, laughing and joking, writing the two words "bad" on their faces.

As they walked all the way, other students in the restaurant avoided them one after another, their eyes filled with fear and a bit of—habitual?

Gao Jie Ming's pupils shrank, his brain ran at high speed, instantly searching through that massive false memory.

The result was blank, without any record of conflict or intersection with this group of people.

"Not a grudge from 'before'—" Gao Jie Ming's alarm bells rang, "Is it aimed at 'now'? Could my awakening have been detected, and is this a probe from the mastermind?"

His body tightened slightly; although his supernatural power was sealed, the fighting instincts and techniques honed through countless battles were still there.

Gao Jie Ming quickly evaluated the number of opponents, their weapons, and the surrounding environment, and several plans to deal with armed enemies with bare hands flashed through his mind instantly.

With his current physical fitness, he still had the confidence to take down these few people at the cost of very little.

At this time, that green-haired school bully had already walked to Gao Jie Ming with the axe on his shoulder.

He used a critical gaze to look him up and down, and confirmed in a muffled voice: "You are Gao Jie Ming? The guy who got into university with the first-place score this year?"

His tone was full of displeasure, as if Gao Jie Ming getting first place had committed some heavenly law.

Gao Jie Ming did not answer, just looked at him calmly, his whole body's muscles in a subtle state of relaxation, ready to explode with a fatal strike at any time.

Seeing him silent, the bully became even angrier, patted his chest with his free hand, and began to report his name with spit flying: "I am the leader of the 'Seventh Middle School' before! Didn't expect all the limelight to be stolen by you kid! Heard your brain is good? I'm not convinced! Came here specially today to compare with you!"

"Compare?" Gao Jie Ming felt a chill in his heart; was it really going to move to action?

His peripheral vision swept across the hand gripping the axe handle, calculating the best counterattack distance and angle.

However, what happened in the next second completely exceeded Gao Jie Ming's combat plan.

Only to see the bully suddenly slam the axe on his shoulder onto the empty dining table beside him, making a "clatter" muffled sound, and then took two sets of—thick test papers and two pens from a lackey behind him?

"Come on! Duel!" The bully aggressively slapped one set of test papers on the dining table in front of Gao Jie Ming, leaving the other set for himself, "Compare this! Time limit forty-five minutes, finish this set of 'Advanced Mathematics Logic and Spacetime Geometry Advanced Test Questions'! Whoever wins, this axe belongs to whoever!"

Gao Jie Ming: "—ah?"

He was completely stunned, his brain unable to process this overly absurd information for a time.

Duel?

Doing math problems?

A math duel with an axe as a bet?

He subconsciously looked at Amy and Victor beside him, but found that these two, and even the students watching the fun around, not only didn't feel strange, but one by one showed excited and expectant expressions, as if they were about to watch a peak duel.

Amy even used her elbow to nudge Gao Jie Ming, whispering encouragement: "Gao Jie Ming, hurry up! Let him see what real first place is! Easily finish him off!"

Victor first flipped through the test papers, then pushed his glasses, commenting flatly: "The question type distribution is reasonable, the last question is challenging, suitable for a duel."

Seeing Gao Jie Ming dazed, the bully thought he was afraid, and provoked even more proudly: "What? Don't dare? Is this the level of this year's first place? If you're afraid, hurry up and admit defeat!"

Gao Jie Ming's mouth twitched slightly.

Although full of absurdity, he immediately realized that this might be a "normal" part of this world.

In order not to expose the fact that he had already awakened, he must play the role of "freshman scholar Gao Jie Ming" well.

"—compare then." He suppressed the weirdness in his heart, and under the crowd of several thug lackeys and everyone, sat at the two ends of a dining table with the bully separately.

Opening the test papers, Gao Jie Ming browsed quickly.

The difficulty of the questions was indeed not low, and the math knowledge and logical deduction involved were quite complex, far exceeding the level of ordinary university freshmen.

But for Gao Jie Ming, who had once reached Tier 3 wizard and whose thinking had been tempered and expanded countless times, understanding and answering these questions was not difficult.

"Start!" Following Amy's self-recommendation to serve as the referee, the two immediately buried their heads and wrote quickly.

Gao Jie Ming wrote like a god; the questions in front almost didn't need thinking, formulas, derivations, and answers presented on the answer sheet like flowing water.

Only when he reached the last comprehensive question, his pen tip paused.

A certain specific multi-dimensional spacetime curvature integral transformation model involved in this question was actually—knowledge outside his knowledge base again!

But eerily, looking at the question, an inexplicable sense of familiarity surged into his heart.

He immediately searched that massive false memory, and sure enough, in the memory fragments of "University Pre-courses," he found relevant theoretical knowledge and problem-solving ideas!

"This—" Gao Jie Ming suppressed the stormy waves in his heart, not daring to reveal any abnormality.

Quickly based on the knowledge in the false memory, he solved this question fluently.

Ten minutes later, Gao Jie Ming put down his pen.

The whole set of test papers, completed.

And the bully opposite, sweat beads had already appeared on his forehead, still struggling with the second-to-last question.

Seeing Gao Jie Ming had already finished, he and several lackeys' faces instantly turned pale.

A few minutes later, the bully barely finished.

Under the crowd's watching, Amy and Victor were responsible for comparing the standard answers and grading.

The results were calculated quickly.

"All correct! All full marks!" Amy announced loudly with excitement.

Under such circumstances, Gao Jie Ming, who handed in the paper first, was naturally the winner.

"How is it possible—" The bully was dejected, slammed his thigh and stood up, picking up the hand axe on the dining table beside him.

Gao Jie Ming's eyes condensed, thinking the other party was angry and wanted to use force, his body entered a defensive state again.

However, the bully just held the axe with both hands, his face full of frustration and reluctance.

Finally, as if offering a sacrifice, he handed it to Gao Jie Ming, chanting with a crying voice: "Willing to bet and willing to lose—this time I lost, this axe is only worthy of being held by a real strong person! It—it is yours!"

Gao Jie Ming received that heavy, cold hand axe blankly.

It felt slightly heavy in his hand, the axe blade cold light flowing, looking like a well-made cold weapon.

The former bully cried bitterly, pointing at Gao Jie Ming and announcing to everyone around: "From today on! Gao Jie Ming is the school bully of our university freshman year!"

"No, what exactly is the 'bully' of this school bully? Could it be the 'bully' of scholar?" Gao Jie Ming felt his brain was a bit stuck, frantically complaining in his heart.

The bully wiped his tears and left a harsh word: "You wait! I will definitely study hard, sooner or later I will win this axe back!"

The surroundings suddenly erupted into warm cheers and applause, Amy jumped excitedly: "Yeah! Gao Jie Ming, you are the new school bully!"

Victor also rarely showed a shallow, approving smile.

"—ah?"

Gao Jie Ming stood in the center of the cheering crowd holding this axe, looking at the former school bully crying bitterly and the excited companions, only feeling an indescribable, extremely strong sense of absurdity rushing toward him, almost drowning him.

He considered himself well-informed, having participated in plane wars more than once or twice, but encountering such a situation, Gao Jie Ming could only be blank.

Looking at the axe in his hand and the bully staggering away from the restaurant in sorrow, Gao Jie Ming felt his head was full of question marks.

—what kind of ghost place is this plane?!!