Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 992 - 911: Mental Disorder

Chapter 992: Chapter 911: Mental Disorder

"Bullshit, what the hell is this answer? Recklessly daring!" Master Gou snorted angrily, his temples throbbing visibly.

Rafael Case was startled, and so were the others in the hall. This Master Gou, known as ’Edison Yates,’ was the second disciple of the Sect Leader and also one of the Sect Leader’s most formidable rivals.

Edison Yates also aspired to become the Dean of the college.

The Sect Leader currently only held the position of Vice-Dean, and since Edison Yates was also a Vice-Dean, he was qualified as well to take over as Dean!

There were two other Vice-Deans who were also competing for the position of Dean, and they were the Sect Leader’s third and fourth disciples!

Rafael Case had disciples, and those disciples were all under these uncles, belonging to the same sect.

"Elder brother, take a look, what nonsense is this he answered?" Edison Yates said angrily as he flung the paper to the Sect Leader.

The Sect Leader curiously took the paper and when he hastily scanned the last question, his eyebrows couldn’t help but raise.

"See? Not only is it nonsensical, but it’s also audaciously bold!" Edison Yates said coldly.

"Let’s have a look," the third and fourth disciples each glanced at the answer, then all opened their mouths in shock.

Rafael Case’s eyelids twitched; what in the world did Zayden Newton write to make all four senior members disapprove?

"Fourth Uncle, may I take a look at his paper?" Rafael Case asked boldly at that moment.

"Little Gou, why don’t you tell everyone Zayden Newton’s answer and save us all from curiosity?" This Fourth Uncle was named ’Grant Rocha,’ also a Vice-Dean.

Just like any secular bureau, the Alchemy College had one Dean and a whole bunch of Vice-Deans, each managing different affairs.

Master Gou glared fiercely at Rafael Case, saying coldly, "The answer this Zayden Newton, a mere servant, gave is... is... he said the person who set this question has a sick mind!"

"Plop—" Rafael Case dropped to his knees again. Damn it, Zayden Newton, you must be the crazy one, don’t you know the exam setters were all second-generation disciples?

And this question must have been set by his second uncle, Edison Yates; otherwise, how could he be so angry?

"Where is this person? Bring him to me; I want to ask him how exactly my brain is sick. If he can’t provide me with an answer, I’ll flay his skin and use it for alchemy!" Edison Yates shouted loudly.

"Wait!" The Sect Leader suddenly gestured for everyone to quiet down and also pondered, "Let’s not waste time, continue grading the papers."

"Yes!" Everyone refocused quickly, as the papers needed to be graded as soon as possible for the posting of results that evening!

"Elder brother, what do you mean by this?" Edison Yates asked in a deep voice.

"Take it easy, Edison. Zayden Newton most likely didn’t know the question was yours, so he didn’t mean to insult you," the Sect Leader said with a chuckle: "People have all sorts of mindsets, and everyone has their own answers. Since he didn’t get the question right, just mark it wrong. Deduct the necessary points, eliminate those who should be eliminated, and promote those who should be promoted!"

"Exactly, exactly," the middle-aged man sitting a bit apart nodded and smiled; he agreed with the Sect Leader’s words. "We should maintain a fair stance. Second elder brother, since he got the question wrong, we shall mark it as so. As for the matter of insults, perhaps he has another perspective that we should allow him to express. Otherwise, it would seem a bit petty of us. The saying goes, ’With tolerance comes greatness, with detachment comes strength.’ When we see Zayden Newton later, we can ask him for an explanation then!"

"Second Uncle, as soon as I get back later, I have to break that dog bastard’s legs. He has a foul mouth and a reckless audacity. Please, second uncle, calm down, calm down," Rafael Case said, nodding and bowing as he tried to clean up for Yusuf Zuck.

Of course, Rafael understood that his mentor, the Sect Leader, was standing by him and Zayden Newton. The Sect Leader and Edison Yates started competing over this issue.

You, Edison Yates, want to pick on someone, and I, the head of your sect, just won’t let you, I’ve got Zayden Newton’s back, what can you do to me?

"Hmph, there’s no need to break his legs, but I am quite curious to meet this menial disciple and see just how courageous he really is. Of course, everything will be done as the senior brother has said, one is one, two is two, those who should advance will advance, those who should be eliminated will be eliminated!" Edison Yates did not continue to oppose the head of the sect, but at that moment, he cast a vicious glance at the disciple surnamed Gou.

"Hmm, Little Gou, with that incorrect answer deducted, how many points should Zayden Newton get?" the head of the sect asked with a smile.

The disciple surnamed Gou broke out in a sweat on his forehead, thinking, "Damn it, my teacher is glaring at me, and the head of the sect is asking me; what should I answer?"

"No need for him to say, Zayden Newton did quite well on the previous questions and rightfully deserves to advance!" Edison Yates waved his hand.

"Exactly, exactly, even with the points deducted for that question, he still advances," Little Gou agreed, nodding repeatedly.

"Alright, then let’s continue," the head of the sect nodded, and the matter was put to rest.

The hall quieted down, with Rafael Case sweating profusely while quickly grading the papers, and for a while, no one continued to speak or interact.

Everyone knew that the head of the sect and Edison Yates had reached a stalemate, so it was best not to provoke either of them to avoid trouble!

...

Meanwhile, Yusuf Zuck was leisurely sipping tea in his small courtyard, not worried about the last question, because he had answered all the previous ones correctly, and by score, he should have passed smoothly as well.

And as for why he said the person who asked the last question was sick in the head, it’s because that question was so infuriating!

What’s more important in Alchemy, ’loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness’?

Isn’t that obvious? Of course, it’s ’loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, trustworthiness’. If you lack those, what’s the point of practicing Alchemy? You’d be nothing but an SOB.

So, Yusuf Zuck considered the person who made the question to be an SOB too. He was already being restrained by not writing in the answer that the question-maker was an SOB.

Of course, Yusuf Zuck knew this would offend someone, but what of it? He felt no sense of belonging to the Campbell Sect, and besides, those who ask such questions deserve to be cursed; otherwise, he would be the one suffering.

...

Before nightfall, the door to the courtyard was kicked open by none other than Rafael Case himself. He stormed in, bellowing at Yusuf Zuck, "You son of a turtle, I’ll kill you..."

Yusuf Zuck sat still, merely glancing over Rafael Case from head to toe, which instantly dissipated Rafael Case’s anger as he rolled his eyes and stood in front of Yusuf Zuck with a mourning face, "Master Grandpa, could you please not cause trouble for me in the future?"

"Who’s the son of a turtle?" Yusuf Zuck asked with a chuckle while looking at Rafael Case.

"Me, it’s only me, I’m the son of a turtle, it couldn’t possibly be you, Master," Rafael Case changed his tune faster than flipping a book, patting his chest and proclaiming himself to be the son of a turtle.

Only then did Yusuf Zuck nod in satisfaction and say with a smile, "Did you see my paper? Or did my answer to that question cause trouble for you?"

"What do you think? If my teacher hadn’t stepped in today, my second elder would probably have skinned you; it was he who put out that question. How could you answer that he was sick in the head? Although he is sick in the head, you can’t just write that down!"

"Oh, your second elder? Didn’t you tell me the other day when we were chatting that your second elder was a bad guy, vying for the head of the College with your teacher? Haha, it was a stroke of luck; I inadvertently took revenge for your teacher."

"But did I still pass the written exam?"