I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property-Chapter 1330 1334: 100,000 Saint Professors

"These bastards are really good at business, they actually set up a landing training class for me. I have to hand it to these sly foxes!"
Zhang Menglong also saw the news about the training class online. Needless to say, it must be those punks from Super God Academy. These guys are actually doing business right under his nose.
"Who the hell came up with this idea?" Zhang Menglong opened the group chat and started to vent his frustration.
"It wasn't me! I was just the accomplice!"
"Uh, I'm just responsible for collecting videos, Dean. A total of 200G of seeds, I can hand them all over!"
"I... I'm just the one counting the money."
"I'm in charge of operations."
"I'm the one writing promotional articles."
"My god, you guys really have a clear division of labor in this gang!" Zhang Menglong rolled his eyes. If they don't make money, who will?
"How much have you guys earned?" Zhang Menglong asked.
"Hehehe, not much, we charge 10 million trillion Sacred Gold per person."
"Damn it!" Zhang Menglong cursed, "No way, you guys have to split your earnings with me first!"
"Dean, that's too much, we worked hard to earn this money, and you just want to take half without doing anything, are you robbing the rich?"
"Eh, you got it right, I'm robbing the rich," Zhang Menglong laughed, "There's no negotiating this, if you don't give me a cut, I'll change the exam to English for the next test!"
"Damn, English is my worst subject, I only scored 70 in the entrance exam!"
"Alright, you win!"
After extorting a hefty sum, Zhang Menglong happily pocketed the money, it was like getting fifty years' worth of salary, all without any capital.
The Saints who obtained the materials began their closed-door cultivation. Though they had photographic memories, the amount of material was overwhelming. Even at 100 times the playback speed, they couldn't possibly memorize all the information in just over ten days, just watching Ultraman wasn't enough.
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On a small island.
A few young people were whispering among themselves.
Their teacher was a laid-back Saint. Normally, they would train here, and it would be a long time before their teacher would return, occasionally giving them some guidance.
But a few days ago, their teacher suddenly returned to the island and began a closed-door retreat, not coming out for five days straight.
This was actually quite normal. For Saint Martial Artists, being in retreat for even hundreds of years was routine.
However, strange noises kept coming from where he was in retreat, leaving them very puzzled.
"What's up with the teacher lately?"
"I don't know, if he was pondering martial arts, it should be quiet. Why are there always noises coming from the room?"
"Should we go take a look?"
"Let's go check it out!"
They tiptoed to the room where their teacher was cultivating. Sure enough, strange noises kept coming from inside.
"Meiyangyang, you bitch, stop nagging, I'm not like Feiyangyang that simp, I'm the Lazy King, even the village chief would give me a cigarette, and Grey Wolf would offer me a green grass biscuit.
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"The light! This is Ultraman Tiga's light!"
"I'm inside Tiga, I've become light too!"
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"Since you so sincerely asked, I will mercifully tell you..."
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"What kind of car is this?"
"AE86."
"AE86? Do a drift!"
"Sure!"
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"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
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"Everyone inside is talented, there's no way I could work, not in this lifetime."
"My name is Wu Qiang, my voice is louder than anyone in the world!"
"You lift up the tattered, abandoning me～～"
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Weird noises kept coming out, occasionally sounds that were not suitable for children. The students looked bewildered. Their teacher had locked himself in, watching all kinds of strange videos.
Could this be a new method of cultivation? But it feels a bit weird!
What they didn't know was that over 100,000 Saints across the Stigma Continent were furiously cramming these video contents. Some clips were even replayed and recited repeatedly, and some key questions were being deeply analyzed.
This was the training plan of the cram class, 10 days of self-learning, 3 days of closed learning, followed by one day of mock testing and review!
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Finally, the exam day arrived. This time Zhang Menglong rented a larger space on the virtual network, enough to accommodate 100,000 people taking the exam simultaneously.
Unlike last time's nervousness, this time everyone was standing tall with confidence.
After two weeks of sleepless learning and memorization, they achieved very satisfactory scores in the final day's mock exam. They were determined to ace today's test!
"The format remains the same, the total score is 200 points, the exam time is 120 minutes. Because this is a supplementary exam, the requirements are higher, you need to score over 120 points to pass. Begin now!"
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"Red Wolf's weapon... a frying pan, this is simply a giveaway question!"
"Teacher Xun's full name? Hahaha, I watched 38 of his movies, how could I not know his full name?"
"The name of Kamen Rider's Sand Deadman... Kazari Sub-human, I remember this!"
"Lu Xun's original name, Zhou Shuren, another giveaway question!"
"Chris Wu's three aliases... Huaxia Power Plant, Human Pikachu, aka 100,000 Volts!"
"Four essential skills for personal trainees... singing, dancing, rap, basketball!"
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The entire exam hall was filled with the sound of pen on paper.
Though the material was vast, with high-speed playback combined with their terrifying memory, this was a piece of cake, almost everyone's answers were fluent and smooth.
"Haven't I just contributed to cultural output for the High-Grade world?" Zhang Menglong nodded with satisfaction.
In just one hour, more than half the people had submitted their papers early. Before the exam ended with half an hour to spare, another person submitted the answer sheet.
This time, everyone's results were outstanding, with almost half of the 100,000 barely losing points on the essay. The lowest score was over 160 points, and everyone passed the exam.
Upon receiving the appointment letters from Zhang Menglong, everyone had satisfied smiles on their faces. It was a worthwhile endeavor!
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"Dean, now our school's honorary professors have reached 103,837 people. This time, as soon as those academy folks arrive, we will let them regret it!" Wen Tianyao and Wen Tianhui exclaimed excitedly.
"It's not enough," Zhang Menglong smiled, "Anyone coming to challenge our Ritian International Culture and Martial Arts School should be mentally prepared!" Zhang Menglong said, "Give every current student a Poké Ball, we're going to Beast God Island to catch Holy Beasts!"
"Ah? But... Dean, you know last time, the Demigod Beast on Beast God Island woke up and slaughtered millions, if we send our school students there, wouldn't that be suicide?"
"Did I say you would be going alone?" Zhang Menglong said, "I'll go with you! If that Demigod Beast shows up, I'll catch it too and make it our school's mascot!"