"Little Young Master, are you ready?" Standing in front of the strength testing room, Ling Qin seemed even more nervous than Ling Lan, who was waiting for the test.
Ling Lan pursed her lips. This Grandpa Butler had lost his cool the moment he entered this Scout Academy. Did he have so little confidence in her?
Er... of course, some things were out of her control, but she couldn't be blamed for that. Who knew that the so-called intelligence test would be so difficult to understand...
Ling Lan's face darkened at the thought of her humiliation. However, in order to comfort this Grandpa Butler who loved her so much, she had to say, "Don't worry, Grandpa Qin, I promise I will complete the mission."
If he didn't care about her, how could Ling Qin lose his cool? After all, he was a combat expert.
Only then did Ling Qin relax, saying, "That's good, that's good."
The reason Ling Lan was standing here was because it was finally time for our little Ling Lan to enter the Scout Academy. The Federation's laws stipulated that every child must enter the Federation Scout Academy at the age of six, and undergo ten years of compulsory education.
Therefore, no matter how reluctant Lan Luofeng was, she had no choice but to bring Ling Lan to the Scout Academy for the entrance test.
There were four parts to the entrance test: intelligence, strength, endurance, and speed.
The first part of the intelligence test was very simple, so simple that it made people think it wasn't even a test at all. They just had the child chat with the tester for three to five minutes, and then the score would be out.
Ling Lan only scored 80 points in this test. Compared to most of the children who scored above 90 points, this score was really embarrassing, and left her speechless. Even now, she still couldn't figure it out. How could an adult like her who had lived for more than thirty years be less intelligent than those six-year-old brats? Was there any justice in this world? She really didn't know how these testers had come up with such a score, there was no basis at all.
No matter how sullen Ling Lan felt, she had no choice but to accept this result. If she wanted to object, she had to wait until all the tests had been completed before she could do so.
The second test was strength. Ling Lan made up her mind. She had to wash away her shame. She didn't believe that she couldn't compare to those little brats in the following aspects. Did he think that her learning space was fake?
Finally, it was time to call out Ling Lan's name and have her prepare to go in for the test. Silently, Ling Qin placed a hand on Ling Lan's small shoulder and said, "Do you still remember what Mistress said to you? We can't let Madam down! "
Lan Luofeng was waiting outside for their news. Perhaps she was worried that she would be too worried and affect Ling Lan's performance, so she waited outside for the final test results.
Ling Lan obediently nodded and said, "En, Ling Lan will definitely do it. Please rest assured, Mother, and Grandpa Qin." It was shameful to act cute, but if she didn't act cute, she wouldn't be able to appease these people who loved her. Ling Lan could only be thick-skinned.
Under Ling Qin's gratified gaze, Ling Lan stepped into the testing room.
In the strength testing area, two soldiers in staff sergeant uniforms were sitting in one of the rooms. One of them was flipping through Ling Lan's IQ test results and the examiner's comments. 80 points, a score that was hard to come by nowadays, made him frown involuntarily. But when he saw the examiner's comments, he couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
"What's wrong?" asked the other officer curiously.
"Calm, no jumping thoughts, lack of imagination... we've been in charge of testing children for almost three years now, but we've never seen such comments."
Hearing these comments, the other officer said unhappily, "I won't say anything else, but isn't it good to be calm? On the battlefield, only calmness can keep you alive. Isn't this score a little too much? "
"Who are the people in charge of the IQ test? How could they let such a hard-to-brainwash child into the special classes and waste their resources? " The officer reading the comments pursed his lips, as if looking down on the examiners in charge of the IQ test.
"Hehe, that's true. Those people from the big families, all they think about is recruiting talents for their families. They've long forgotten about the benefits of the Federation. Because of this, many good seedlings have been pushed into the normal classes, causing them to lose better resources for nurturing, and also causing the Federation to lose a lot of talented people." The other officer sighed. Unfortunately, those people had power and influence, holding most of the power in their hands. For example, in the Scout Academy's recruitment, they had all the advantages. Even if they wanted to protect a few outstanding talents, they couldn't do anything about it.
"I hope this child can perform better in the next few tests, otherwise there's no hope for Special Grade Class-A."
"Class-A? He'll be lucky if he can get into Special Grade Class-B. I'm just afraid he'll be pushed into the normal classes again. "The other officer didn't think highly of the child's chances of getting into the special classes with such a low IQ score.
"Good day, examiners. Ling Lan is here for the test." Ling Lan walked into the room and saw the two officers conversing in low voices. She walked up to them about two metres in front of them, and stood up straight to give them a reminder.
"Very imposing," said one of the officers with a smile. They were used to seeing a child who was always cautious and nervous — they found it very interesting to see a fearless and bold child suddenly appear.
Ling Lan was an adult to begin with, and she had already experienced Instructor Number One's murderous aura before. These two little officers before her, who barely had any aura to speak of, really didn't make her feel any pressure.
The other officer smiled, and pointed at the row of barbells in the corner of the room. "Raise the barbells you can lift. Don't push yourself too hard. We're just testing, not competing."
Ling Lan nodded at this. She walked to the front of the barbells, and saw that there was a sign in front of each barbell, indicating the weight of the barbell. Ling Lan was very familiar with her own body. Mind you, she had already completed the basic phase of the Ling family's inherited physical skills, and was now training in combat arts. Of course she knew where her strength lay.
Ling Lan didn't choose immediately, instead turning to ask, "Can you tell me how many weights I need to get full marks?" Her IQ score was low, so Ling Lan had no choice but to fight hard for points in the last three tests. She had to get into the special classes — this was also the mission her mother had given her.
It wasn't that she was vain, but only by getting into the special classes would she have the right to study the courses she wanted, choose the instructors she liked, and live at home. If Ling Lan wanted to keep her secret, this was her only choice.
The two officers looked at each other. This child was really arrogant. Even they didn't dare to say they could lift 500 jin, but this child actually dared to challenge 100.
"500 jin!" Finally, one of the officers answered.
Only then did Ling Lan calmly walk up to the 500 jin barbell. First, she held it in her hands — 500 jin was already slightly above her previous best score. If she were to rely on brute force, she might get hurt if she wasn't careful. However, Ling Lan still wanted to give it a try. After all, it wasn't impossible. Plus, she had the Qi exercises, so she wasn't afraid of the serious consequences.
Of course, the other reason Ling Lan wanted to give it a try was that strength was the easiest test to get points for. This was because the scores for this test were all fixed. Different weights determined how many points you got, unlike endurance and speed, where the scores had a certain degree of flexibility. Although Ling Lan was confident in the last two tests, she was also afraid that she would mysteriously lose points like she did in the IQ test.
Of course, Ling Lan wasn't going to recklessly try to lift the barbell. She wanted to take care of her body first, so she secretly circulated the Qi exercises. When she felt that her body was full of energy, she let out a loud shout and used both hands to lift the barbell.
When she heard the notification of success on the monitor, she put the barbell down. 'Bang!' The two Petty Officers who were stunned by this scene were awakened from their stupor.
"She really did it …" The two officers were in disbelief. One of them even impulsively ran in front of the monitor. When he saw the word "success" clearly, he was immediately excited.
"I didn't think that in these three years, someone would get full marks in strength." The officer was excited and proud. This wasn't an IQ test that could be manipulated. This was a real result. He was actually lucky enough to see the birth of a combat genius. (Strong strength, twice the result with half the effort in combat practice)
The two sergeants excitedly filled in Ling Lan's score, and added their own comments at the bottom. There were only two words: Combat genius! Only these four words could express their inner thoughts.
In their excitement, they didn't notice the strange and puzzled expression on Ling Lan's face when she put down the barbell. Of course, Ling Lan was puzzled. Because she actually still had energy left. In other words, she, who originally thought it would be very difficult for her to lift the barbell, actually felt very relaxed.
What the hell? Could it be that she ate some kind of strength pill?
Unable to understand, Ling Lan could only put down her doubts and walk out of the room to prepare for the next test.
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