System experience officer

Chapter 1964. Learning the Denial System 12

The first one was silent for a moment and then said, "Okay. How do you want to deal with those people?"

Han Zifeng thought for a moment and replied, "Shouldn't we ask the King of Hell for advice? Just follow the rules below."

The first one nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go ask about the regulations now."

Zi Feng asked curiously, "Wait, you're the origin of a system, but you don't even know the rules?"

The first one said sheepishly, "They change the rules all the time."

Zi Feng covered his face and said, "Then you can't connect to the tasker, no, it's the system. When the system reaches that new world, it will update itself."

After thinking about it for a while, he replied, "Yes, I can release the system based on the underworld. This way, it should be much simpler." Zi Feng didn't think there was any problem with this.

The first one also felt that there was no problem. Since it was done according to the rules of the underworld, if he couldn't survive, then he really deserved it. Thinking of this, the first one decisively chose to do so.

At the beginning of the second day, Zi Feng was too lazy to pretend and handed in a blank paper. Really, whether she graduated or not was not of much concern to her. As for whether the others could survive, she was not a real rich girl, so it was not important at all.

Seeing Zi Feng clearly trying to give up and hand in a blank paper, Hu Jinghong even expressed some difficulty, but he still opened the learning counter-attack system space. It was just that although Zi Feng could understand the math, when he did it, there was always something wrong with the math. Not only did the teacher sigh, but even Hu Jinghong sighed. Do you think this kid studied hard? He studied hard, but it seemed that there was not much difference between studying and not studying.

Zi Feng complained even more, feeling the more he studied, the more frustrated he became. He didn't know how his test scores would turn out, but he was constantly flipping over his desk. What the hell was this? Are you sure it's okay to teach like this?

This time she slept on time and was sent out by the space. It was not for any other reason, but because the table was flipped over almost every ten minutes. Zi Feng was depressed, and the two learning counter-attack systems felt very embarrassed. This boss is really a bad student.

Hu Jinghong was even more devastated. Seeing herself writing so carefully, even though she had clearly made mistakes, she felt quite devastated. Turning her head, she saw Zi Feng calculating the answer with her fingers. She literally just pinched A, B, C, and D. As for the general outline below, Zi Feng simply handed it in blank.

She released her divine consciousness and compared several people's answers, then began copying the most accurate ones. She only copied the most similar ones, skipping any that differed. As for the last question, seeing that no one else could answer it, she began to look at it seriously.

Although I wasn't very good at the questions, I seemed to have done something similar before in the study space. So, I didn't say anything more. No matter if it was right or not, I just copied it down. Anyway, she didn't care. She just followed her mood and the numbers. As for the process, it was all up to her. No matter if it was right or not, she just filled it up and was done.

The third lesson was politics. Zi Feng was completely bewildered. No, no, what was going on? Overall, he recognized the characters, but when put together, what did they mean? Reform, revolution, interests...

Zi Feng was speechless and began to seriously struggle with the study space. She really didn't know how to do this. It was just, well, I read it, and I still didn't understand it. But understanding it or not was not important. After all, politics was a subject that was taught in the book. If I didn't understand it, I just ignored it.

After all, she was a god, able to gather the answers at a glance, but Hu Jinghong, who was trying to copy the answers in the study space, was a little crazy. Is this reading? This is called flipping through a book!

So when Zi Feng came out, Hu Jinghong basically felt like she suddenly understood everything, and yet understood nothing at the same time. It was a lonely feeling. Therefore, she didn't write down many correct answers.

Lesson 4, Foreign Language. Zi Feng didn't even bother struggling this time. What the hell was this? She just wanted to ask, why not just let Ying Zheng live forever? She felt like if Zheng Ge had lived forever, she wouldn't have to see the Alien Pinyin. She was unhappy, very unhappy.

Since she couldn't understand it at all, she simply continued to use calculations and argued about the subsequent answers. Of course, for the listening comprehension, she said she knew what she heard, but she just didn't know what to write. She used her mind to predict the answer, and then picked the most correct one and copied it.

She found that even though she didn't know how to spell the pinyin, she could still understand what the other person was saying, so it was easy to copy the correct answer. Zi Feng raised her hand and asked the invigilator, "Can I answer in Chinese?"

The invigilator said, “No.”

Zi Feng sighed and released his divine sense again, ready to find the correct answer, copying, copying...

The invigilator looked at the child's sketches, which looked like a complete mess. The words looked a bit off, and no matter how he looked at them, he felt something was wrong. But then he looked at the child's answers, and they were actually correct! That was the weirdest thing. But none of that mattered. What mattered was that this test paper had almost perfect scores.

What irritated Zifeng even more was the fact that this awful world actually had English. He missed Zheng Ge even more. Zifeng, truly impatient, decisively engaged the learning counter-attack system, telling it to write a Chinese composition based on his own narration, then translate it into English with a single click. Zifeng began copying the English version, copying, copying...

Chemistry was still the same as the heavenly book. As for the study space for cramming, Zi Feng was just filling it up out of loneliness. Since there was no other way, he just released his divine consciousness and copied it. However, Hu Jinghong, who was just filling it up out of loneliness, gave his paper another bad review.

Geography was even worse. Zi Feng was the type who could teleport anywhere. Geography, what was that? Luckily, the basic settings of the worlds were similar. More importantly, Zi Feng's status as a wanted criminal wasn't given for nothing. It was a small place, and she had no idea of the topography, but she was really good at guessing cities and countries from pictures.

Even the invigilator was surprised and asked, "How did you manage to fill in all the cities correctly?"

Zi Feng replied: "I have been there, and my name is on the wanted list." As for more detailed questions, just copy them.

Hu Jinghong was furious. Was this something worth showing off? The point was, how could she possibly do this when the kid was in such a bad state? She really couldn't do it, right? What made her even more angry was that she really couldn't do it and had nowhere to copy it. But looking at Zi Feng writing furiously, it was obvious that Zi Feng knew how to do it.

Hu Jinghong was so angry that he stood up and said, "Teacher, she cheated. With her ability, she couldn't have answered so many questions."