God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 299 - 320, Then Just Hand in a Blank Paper

Chapter 299: Chapter 320, Then Just Hand in a Blank Paper

Fang Yi didn’t probe any further; as to why one could only become a Jiaolong Guard, as long as he could rescue Cai Qin, Fang Yi was ready to do it without looking back.

Afterwards, Fang Yi left the base, intending to return the next day to start the selection process.

The next day, Fang Yi came to the base again and, upon revealing his identity, boarded a shuttle bus without seeing Zhao Guosheng.

Before boarding, Fang Yi deliberately glanced at the license plate of the shuttle bus. There was no abbreviation of the place, only a license plate number.

There were already a few people on the bus, just a sprinkle of individuals, including one woman among the men.

Fang Yi didn’t know any of them, so he casually found a window seat, sat down, and then opened the window to light up a cigarette.

Just as Fang Yi had taken a couple of drags, a man came over and sat next to him, clapping him on the shoulder and said with a laugh, "Hey, brother!"

Fang Yi turned his head with an expressionless face and said, "Are we familiar?"

The smile on the man’s face froze for a moment, then he laughed again and said, "Don’t mind me, I just wanted to make a friend, after all. We’re both here for the Jiaolong Guards’ selection. It’s good to know someone to watch your back."

Fang Yi replied, "But I don’t need anyone to watch my back."

With that one sentence, he completely silenced the man, who didn’t bother him again and left with a look of disdain and mockery in his eyes, but Fang Yi didn’t care.

The Dragon Team, led by Xuan Cang, is the largest intelligence agency, more powerful than the FBI of the White Eagle Country, which is simply a Manager’s Office under the Dragon Team.

This time, they were to enter the Dragon Team, not just the Manager’s Office. From what Fang Yi knew of the Dragon Team, the entry process would definitely be bloody, and might even involve some extreme measures, so Fang Yi wasn’t planning on making friends.

He didn’t know these people, and Fang Yi didn’t like to entrust his back to strangers.

The so-called friends couldn’t be made with just a few chats.

The shuttle bus stayed at the base for about ten minutes, one or two more people boarded before it finally left the base.

In addition to the driver, there was also a middle-aged man who resembled an officer sitting at the very front of the bus, now with his legs propped up, a ’Military God’ cigarette in his mouth, chatting and joking with the driver, even bringing up some risqué topics in their conversation.

Even with women on the bus, the middle-aged man didn’t hold back; on the contrary, he was quite enthusiastic in his conversation with the driver.

As the driver eventually lost interest, the middle-aged man shamelessly lied down on the front seat to sleep.

Meanwhile, Fang Yi gazed out the window at the scenery, lost in thought.

The Dragon Team’s base in Moon City was originally in the suburbs; the shuttle bus finally drove into a mountainous route, and Fang Yi noted that they had left Moon City far behind, without knowing which mountain they were heading toward.

As the shuttle bus moved on, there were more and more mountains ahead. It was almost like entering a mountain range with towering peaks that stood majestically away from the world’s noise, yet it also appeared serene.

The road seemed to lead to an unknown destination. About an hour later, the outline of another base gradually emerged.

This base was large, with buildings all of a rough style, much like those in a military camp, exhibiting a standard military architectural look, covering a wide area.

Interestingly, the base was nestled in a basin surrounded by mountains on two sides, with the only road in between them.

Several shuttle buses were already parked on the drill ground, and people were disembarking from each, amounting to hundreds. When Fang Yi’s bus arrived, the middle-aged man who had been sleeping finally woke up.

"Alright, everyone off. Hurry up and get your tags, and then go take your test!" the middle-aged man announced, his voice much more firm and authoritative than before.

Fang Yi stood up, ready to get off the bus. But, as he walked to the door, a man came up behind him and bumped into his shoulder—it was the same man who had tried to connect with him earlier.

After getting off the bus, the man turned around, casting a cold sneer at Fang Yi, as the corner of his mouth curled into a smirk of disdain.

Fang Yi’s expression remained calm; he didn’t go looking for trouble with this man. Around here, if you caused a fuss, you’d be the first one eliminated. Fang Yi had more patience than that.

"Hopefully, you won’t get eliminated too early." Fang Yi said nonchalantly.

The smug smile at the corner of the man’s mouth suddenly froze, and then he gave Fang Yi a fierce glare, took his number badge, and left. Fang Yi also went to collect his badge and found out it was number thirty-eight.

The corner of Fang Yi’s mouth twitched as he took the badge, left, and followed the mass of people heading into a building.

As for how Fang Yi knew how to enter, it was simple. There stood a very large bulletin board with "Examination Building" clearly marked and an arrow sign pointing the way.

Fang Yi stood in front of the building, hesitating to proceed; his mood was somewhat heavy. After a long time, he muttered under his breath, "Damn it!"

Holding his badge, Fang Yi entered a "classroom."

According to the number on his badge, Fang Yi found his seat, where an exam paper and a ballpoint pen were already laid out on the desk. He walked over with a bit of heaviness in his steps and then sat down.

Fang Yi suddenly realized that his head felt dizzy and achy.

Yes, that was exactly how Fang Yi felt at this moment.

When he was taken away by the old man, Fang Yi enjoyed reading, especially esoteric texts like the "Qimen Dunjia" and medical books, but when it came to exams, he loathed them the most.

It was simple. Back when Fang Yi was with the old man, the old man thought it was necessary for the boy to learn something substantial and thus threw him into a school. However, it was less than half a month before Fang Yi was expelled.

At that time, the old man was furious and dragged young Fang Yi to have a word with the school. When they got there, the teacher directly presented an exam paper scored with a big fat zero, leaving the old man speechless.

After leaving the school, the old man asked Fang Yi what that was all about, to which Fang Yi replied, "Only when I get zeros do I feel at ease."

In other words, young master would never take exams, for they gave him a headache.

Later on, Fang Yi was given a whipping by the old man, who never allowed him to return to school. Instead, he went to the scrapyard, found some books for Fang Yi, and told him to self-study.

All in all, Fang Yi always had a lack of interest in exams, and his childhood habits never changed even until now.

So, while other people were quickly starting to answer their papers, Fang Yi sat behind a desk with his legs crossed, watching the examiner on stage.

The examiner approached him and asked, "Why haven’t you started answering questions yet?"

Fang Yi responded cheekily, "Report, I don’t know how!"

The examiner was skeptical, "You don’t know a single question?"

Fang Yi nodded solemnly.

"..."

The examiner grew angry, "You even don’t know how to attempt the paper? You can’t possibly be illiterate. Who recommended you?" He planned to severely reprimand the person who had recommended Fang Yi.

Fang Yi replied earnestly, "Report, Zhao Guosheng did."

The examiner, who was already angry, felt like he’d had a bucket of cold water thrown on him. He took a few deep breaths and then said, "Since you don’t know how to do a single question, just hand in a blank paper."

Fang Yi stood up and gave a military salute, "Many thanks to the honorable examiner!"

"Wait, come back and fill in your serial number on your badge."

"Oh."