Your skills are excellent, and now I have them too.

Chapter 32 Imperial Academy

Lu Zhao could feel the intense gazes in the eyes of the new recruits who were doing their morning exercises. He wasn't embarrassed, but after walking a distance, he suddenly sensed a murderous aura in those eyes.

Turning his head, he saw Murong Can.

"Hehehe."

He raised an eyebrow provocatively at the 73-point prodigy.

hateful!!!

Murong Can was furious. In his eyes, it was obvious that Lu Zhao's talent test had a huge error. Even if talent was only one of the factors affecting the speed of learning, 61 points was far too low.

But he couldn't rush up and quack like a duck, because those people had already been led far away.

Lu Zhao also saw Zhang Zilian and Huang Chan halfway there. The former seemed to have not figured out how to face reality, so he pretended to run seriously, keeping his eyes fixed on the front.

Huang Chan smiled sincerely. She always felt that it was only natural for her to be inferior to others, which was why she always tried to follow in the footsteps of the strong.

Gradually, Dong Yijian led his team away from the training ground area, but they did not go far before they came to a towering building that resembled a watchtower. However, this "watchtower" was quite large and occupied a considerable area.

Lu Zhao had been here before when he was just strolling around, but he would be scolded and told to stay away whenever he got close.

With Dong Yijian leading the way, things proceeded smoothly this time.

Inside the watchtower, the first thing you see is a spacious main hall, almost empty except for a staircase that winds its way up the four walls.

Climbing the steps, you'll find a grand hall at the top. Opposite the stairs are three steps with a dark brown wooden armchair on it and a plaque hanging overhead.

Imperial Academy

I've heard that no matter which star system or continent the academic official is assigned to, as long as they hold classes, they must hang up this plaque to indicate that the academic official is only teaching on behalf of the emperor.

"Wait here, don't make a sound, don't move around."

Dong Yijian gave an instruction, then walked around the partition behind the plaque and went inside. After a while, a young page in a long robe came out, his hair tied up with a wooden hairpin. The officials of the Imperial Academy always had a retro style, making them stand out from the crowd on the street.

The pageboy was carrying a large stack of soft cushions, piled high above his head.

An unnamed mature woman took the lead in helping, arranging the twenty cushions in a row.

Thank you.

The pageboy was neither intimidated nor arrogant. He bowed slightly to the eight people and then retreated.

Then, the white-bearded instructor who gave the lecture yesterday came out, this time not as a hologram, but as a real person.

Upon seeing the real person, Lu Zhao's attention was immediately drawn to him because there was a golden light above his head, a special effect of gold. However, the difference was that this golden light was blurry, not a line of clear words.

"They can't even recognize the system. The officials at the Imperial Academy are truly extraordinary. We need to find a way to figure out why."

At this moment, the old scholar still had the air of a hermit, still wearing a long robe, his fist clenched, holding something.

Lu Zhao activated his super macro vision and carefully examined the small patch of silver peeking out from between the old scholar's thumb and forefinger.

"Could that be...?"

The instructor raised his hand, put the silver object in his mouth, and sucked on it.

It really is an e-cigarette!!

"Hehehe."

The old instructor smiled and bowed to everyone, saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Ji Ye. From now on, you no longer need to gather at the training ground. Just come here at Chenshi (7-9 AM)."

Chen Shi is exactly 8:00 AM. Even before the Qin Empire broke out of the ancient land of Shenzhou (Earth), it already operated on both the 24-hour system and the 12-hour system, and both timekeeping methods were available.

However, Qin Shi Huang was very domineering, standardizing cart axles, writing, and time. Later, in the twelve star regions, no matter which planet, they had to follow this system. Even a planet that takes 72 hours to complete one rotation in its local star system had to follow the ancient Shenzhou's 24-hour standard. So, the same was true in the Void Sea, where there was no distinction between day and night.

Lu Zhao looked around the hall he was in. It could hold about a hundred people, but two hundred would be a bit crowded.

Therefore, he estimated that after the initial period of training, the new recruits would be divided into three levels.

The first group consists of the top 20 in each batch, who receive a Refinement Pill as a reward. These individuals can come up to teach. The second group, from 21st to 200th, may not be able to come to this main hall. The third group, the remaining individuals, can only attend large lectures via holographic projection in the training ground.

However, given the Qin army's style, these batches are likely to be adjusted, and if their performance is poor, downgrading is not out of the question.

Old Ji seemed about to launch into a long speech, but then suddenly remembered something and chuckled, "Oh, I'd better give you the Cleansing Pills first, otherwise you won't be interested in listening to me."

The little pageboy from before came out again.

Lu Zhao took a closer look at what he was holding and immediately became a little uneasy.

It's normal for you to store a miracle drug in an expensive wooden box, and it's not unacceptable to store it in a small porcelain bottle, but what's with this plastic-sealed blister pack? Do you think it's amoxicillin?

"Reach out your hand."

The young page walked up to Gongsun Ke, who was standing at the very front, and squeezed a pill the size of a Liuwei Dihuang pill into his hand before moving on to the next person.

It seems that none of the eight people here come from aristocratic families, and none of them have ever seen a Cleansing Pill before, nor did they expect it to be something like this.

After receiving his pill, Lu Zhao held it to his nose and smelled it.

"Why is it so small? Is it genuine? Weren't ancient elixirs usually quite large?"

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This progress, of course, comes from Dong Yijian's [Endurance Lv3].

Lu Zhao's words startled the head instructor, who was afraid that the academic official would blame him, so he couldn't help but worry.

However, Old Ji didn't blame him at all; on the contrary, he found it rather amusing.

"You also know that ancient pills were large. Back then, pills were made large because technology was underdeveloped and purification techniques were poor. In reality, the essence of a pill was only this much. This is definitely true."

He took a puff of his e-cigarette.

Seeing that he was so easy to talk to, Lu Zhao quickly pressed his advantage: "Really, why are you using these plastic boards to pack it?"

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Dong Yijian: You should say less.

However, he didn't even dare to say those words.

Ji Ye didn't care at all and continued to explain: "Because it has better sealing properties. Machine sealing is always better than hand-sealing with wax, right?"

Although the old scholar had an otherworldly air about him and wore a long robe, he always seemed to speak in a very scientific way, and even Lu Zhao couldn't find an angle to question him.

"So how do I take this medicine?" He could only continue trying.

However, this issue did not cause Dong Yijian any concern.

Ji Ye took another puff of the e-cigarette: "Hehe, just swallow it. If your throat is small, you can use water to take it, but don't use soda. Someone vomited because they had too much air in their stomach before, which was a shame."

"....."

Everyone felt that this academic official seemed a bit too down-to-earth.