Qian Er: "So, the choice of where to take the monthly exam is in my hands now?"
Yong Xuehai: "That's right. The authorities have given you the choice. You can choose to take the monthly exam either on or off campus. Choosing off campus means supporting the official plan. The military will guarantee your safety, ensuring that the strongest opponents you face will only be at the quasi-King stage. If you choose to take the exam on campus, you don't have to worry about any of that. Senior Xiaoyue will take care of everything."
Qian Er: "Can't I just skip the monthly exam?"
Qian Er's face scrunched up; he really didn't want to write.
Zheng Xin: "Don't worry, you don't have to take the written test. The authorities want to mold you into a perfect role model. If you take the written test and fail, it would be a blemish on that role model. After learning about your grades, they rejected the idea of you taking the written test."
Professor Zheng Xin, as the person who understood Qian Er's level best, immediately guessed what he was thinking.
Qian Er: "You should have said so earlier! Then I'll go take the exam off campus. The authorities will protect my safety, right?"
Qian Er relaxed completely after seeing Zheng Xin's words. He kicked off his shoes, lay down on the bed, and asked.
Zheng Xin: "Of course. How could they possibly put you in danger? Are you sure you want to go off campus as bait?"
Professor Zheng Xin asked again.
Qian Er: "Yes, I've decided."
After typing this sentence, Qian Er threw his phone onto the bed and summoned the Bloodstained Saint.
"What can your flesh clone do now?"
Qian Er asked, looking at the Bloodstained Saint.
Even though they explicitly said they would guarantee his safety, Qian Er still didn't dare to be careless, intending to play it safe first, given how dangerous being bait was.
"I'll try."
As he spoke, the flesh on the Bloodstained Saint's body writhed, falling to the ground and expanding continuously, eventually forming a completely new Qian Er.
The flesh clone Qian Er's face was icy, without any expression. This wasn't surprising, since Qian Er himself always wore countless layers of masks, and showing any expression would be normal.
As for the rest, based on Qian Er's current perception ability, he couldn't see any flaws.
"Not bad, even I, a quasi-King-level Beastmaster, can't tell the difference between the real and the fake."
Qian Er patted the Bloodstained Saint's shoulder with some surprise.
"It doesn't have a soul yet. Have Third Bro put a ghost soldier inside, then Third Bro can use his Yin Eyes to see what's happening, and you can command remotely."
The Bloodstained Saint looked at the clone, feeling that something was off, so he suggested.
"And Second Bro can fill it with bones, right? Are we making a clone or creating life?"
After complaining, Qian Er sat cross-legged on the bed, considering what else the clone needed to avoid revealing flaws under the gaze of a group of quasi-Kings and even true Kings.
… …
The next day, Qian Er got up early, a faint smile on his face as he walked out of the room.
"Good morning, Cat Maid. I'm leaving. You don't have to clean the room; just leave it as it is until I get back tonight."
After greeting the Cat Maid, who was still rubbing her sleepy eyes, Qian Er left the house.
First, he went to the cafeteria and had a delicious meal. Only then did Qian Er stroll into the Flesh Department's teaching building.
"Good morning, Teacher."
He even greeted Professor Zheng with a smile when he met him on the road, causing Professor Zheng to be filled with question marks.
"This kid… has he changed his personality today?"
After taking a closer look at Qian Er and confirming that it was the real person, he muttered and left.
All day long, Qian Er changed his previous gloomy temperament that made people afraid. He became cheerful and even took the initiative to talk to others, and those who were spoken to were flattered.
When it was time for class to end in the afternoon, Qian Er even made a special trip to wander around outside the principal's office.
"Student Qian Er, please come in."
Just as he deliberately passed by the principal's office for the fifth time, a helpless voice came from inside.
Qian Er's face lit up, and he quickly pushed open the door to the principal's office.
The layout of the principal's office was similar to that of the professor's office. The difference was the decoration in the principal's office. The aesthetic of this generation's principal was quite rough. A animal specimen like a deer's head hung on the wall. Even though it had been dead for many years, it still exuded a terrifying aura.
Sitting on a chair covered with some kind of animal fur, the dean stared at Qian Er, revealing a helpless look in his eyes.
"Student Qian Er, may I ask if there is anything you need?"
… …
At this time, in Qian Er's villa, in his room, a whispering sound rang out.
"Do you think he saw through it?"
Qian Er, wearing pajamas and sitting cross-legged on the bed, stared at the image remotely monitored by Third Bro, his expression solemn, and asked.
The one that appeared on the image was the dean.
"It's hard to say. I don't understand his expression. Beastmaster, what do you think his expression means?"
The Human Emperor Flag frowned, rubbing his chin with a corner of the flag.
"I can't tell either. My age isn't even a fraction of his. How can I understand this kind of life experience?"
Qian Er spread his hands helplessly and could only remotely control the flesh clone to continue acting.
That's right, the Qian Er outside was a flesh clone. All the Bloodstained Saint's guesses yesterday were used on this flesh clone.
In addition to the Bloodstained Saint providing the framework, the Human Emperor Flag providing the soul, and the Frost Lord providing the bones, Qian Er, the Beastmaster, also provided something.
He raised his right hand. At this time, there were only four fingers on his right hand. The position of the index finger had been cut off at the root, and the wound had healed. Now it was exposed to the air.
He provided his own flesh and bones to make the puppet more realistic.
"I said, do I really not need to grow another finger?"
Qian Er shook his right hand, feeling a little awkward with one less finger.
As a quasi-King, and a flesh-type quasi-King, he could completely regrow a finger, but the Bloodstained Saint stopped him, saying that growing another finger would be equivalent to abandoning the original finger, which would expose flaws, at least not now.
So, in the end, it became like this.
"Don't worry, Beastmaster. Later, I can stick that finger back on, or you can grow it again. It will be the same as before."
The Bloodstained Saint gave a definite answer.
Qian Er was speechless at this conversation full of flaws and could only continue to look at the projection of the Yin Eyes.
… …
"Dean, I always feel a little uneasy about the previous monthly exam."
Inside the dean's office, Qian Er frowned, with a worried expression.
"Don't worry, since you have chosen to be bait, the authorities will naturally do everything possible to ensure your safety."
The dean still had that smiling look on his face, and suddenly leaned over as if he was whispering.
"If it really doesn't work, don't you have a student ID? Your student ID is special, otherwise it would be impossible for Ms. Xiaoyue to break the sky."
As he spoke, he pointed to the hole above his head. The sky had not been patched up until now and was still in a hole.
