Sure enough, it's him again.

It was 1:30 p.m.

The large group gathered in the hotel lobby. The team leader, Xu Haoming, held a list and called out names one by one to confirm.

Those who were absent were searched for in their rooms.

"Wang Xiaopang, wake up! Wipe the drool off!" Xu Haoming pushed the chubby - faced boy dozing on the sofa impatiently.

Wang Xiaopang gave a start and wiped his mouth groggily. "Is it time to go to the execution ground?"

There was a suppressed chuckle around.

Most of the people in the crowd were in high spirits, apparently the short lunch break had been very effective.

Several girls who had come together were huddled together, clenching their fists and whispering words of encouragement to each other. Their faces were a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

Lin Mo's gaze swept over them.

For the city and provincial competitions that lasted only one or two hours, they could handle them with ease.

But the national competition was different. With calculations that often lasted at least four hours, it was no longer just about pure mental power, but also physical strength and willpower.

This kind of exertion was indeed a torture for girls with inherently weaker physical strength.

However, they were mainly after that little bonus points for the final exam.

Once everyone was present, they filed out and got on the bus.

During the ten - odd - minute drive, the carriage was unusually quiet, with only the sound of the air - conditioner blowing and the occasional rustle of turning pages.

Wang Xiaopang, who had just been sleeping, started to whine softly again, saying that his heart was beating too fast and his palms were sweating.

The bus stopped steadily at the entrance of the competition school.

What greeted them was a larger crowd and a more solemn atmosphere than in the city competition.

A cordon was set up in front of the teaching building. Several teachers wearing red armbands were holding loudspeakers, expressionlessly repeating the examination rules.

"All candidates, hold your ID cards and admission tickets in your hands and get ready for verification!"

The flow of people was forced to slow down, and they passed through the verification checkpoint one by one.

Lin Mo carried a transparent pencil case and walked up the stairs to the examination room with the crowd.

The corridor was crowded, the air was stuffy, and the breathing sounds of the candidates and their nervous whispers mingled together.

At this time, he turned his head and saw Tong Dong raising his hand, seemingly wanting to pat him.

Tong Dong behind him took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it over.

"Eat this before going in. It can relieve some stress," Tong Dong said in a low voice, giving a meaningful look.

"I've always done this before."

Lin Mo scanned it with his divine sense and confirmed that it was just an ordinary piece of chocolate.

Chocolate contains theobromine and caffeine, which can be considered a kind of 'buff'.

Lin Mo didn't say much. He directly tore open the wrapper and stuffed the chocolate into his mouth.

Chocolate actually does have some effect.

But it had no effect on Lin Mo.

"Thanks," Lin Mo said as he reached out and patted Tong Dong on the shoulder.

The moment his palm touched the shoulder, a faint and gentle spiritual power transmitted from the center of Lin Mo's palm.

It quietly seeped into Tong Dong's body, dispelling the last trace of exhaustion caused by nervousness between his eyebrows.

Tong Dong was about to say something when he suddenly froze. He blinked his eyes and felt that his head, which had been a bit swollen just now, instantly became extremely clear, and even his chaotic heartbeat had calmed down.

He shook his head curiously, thinking it was just the normal effect of adrenaline before the exam.

"I feel... my state has suddenly improved," Tong Dong said in a surprised whisper.

"Maybe it's because you ate the chocolate," Lin Mo said casually.

"But... but I haven't eaten it yet."

The first rule of the protagonist:

If you're nice to me, then I'll be nice to you.

......

Lin Mo sat in the examination room. There was not a single person he knew in the whole classroom.

When the bell rang, he buried his head in answering the questions.

He had no tactics.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he just started answering the questions.

He didn't even need scratch paper, just casually wrote down some steps.

Any question in the provincial - level Olympiad math competition could be used as the last and most difficult question on a regular math test paper.

The further back he went, the more difficult the questions became.

There were no multiple - choice questions or fill - in - the - blank questions.

They were all essay questions.

However, Lin Mo answered them very quickly. Step by step, it was as if a standard answer filled up the answer sheet.

The extremely difficult questions that appeared later didn't take much time under the calculation of his divine sense. They were just as easy to answer as ordinary questions, and he wrote very fast.

This was the magic of the divine sense. Compared with liberal arts, the divine sense could easily deconstruct the calculation methods of mathematics.

However, Lin Mo could only calculate things he knew.

He was just a cultivator, not all - knowing and all - powerful.

For half an hour, Lin Mo kept writing. His handwriting was neat and the steps were clear.

Of course, if he wasn't afraid of scaring people, he could actually go even faster.

In fact, he even slowed down later.

After finishing answering the questions, Lin Mo simplified the steps and wrote them on the scratch paper.

It wasn't until forty - five minutes after the start of the exam that he raised his hand.

The invigilator frowned and walked over.

"What's the matter?" he asked in a low voice.

"I want to hand in my paper," Lin Mo also said in a low voice, but everyone around could hear him clearly.

The invigilator was slightly stunned and then said, "It's better to check it again."

"I've checked. Hand it in," Lin Mo's tone carried a hint of non - negotiability.

Seeing that Lin Mo was so insistent, the invigilator took Lin Mo's answer sheet and test paper. He took a rough look and was quite shocked.

It was actually filled.

He originally thought Lin Mo was just a slacker. There were always some students who just gave up in the provincial - level competition.

Anyway, he had advised him.

But when he picked up the answer sheet, something was off.

All the steps were complete.

He could only really take away Lin Mo's test paper and answer sheet.

"Okay, be quiet when you go out."

Lin Mo nodded, picked up his stationery bag, and left.

Some people looked at Lin Mo with strange looks, while others were still buried in their papers, unaffected by anything else.

What Lin Mo didn't know was that there was another candidate in this examination room who had been in the same room as him in the previous city competition.

When she saw Lin Mo, she was very surprised. She originally thought Lin Mo should have given up the city competition.

As a result, she saw him again in the provincial competition.

And he was handing in his paper early again.

What kind of a genius was this?!

If she still thought that Lin Mo just answered the questions he knew and then handed in the paper, she would be too naive.

"Okay, stop looking. Do your own questions. Otherwise, you won't have enough time."

Lin Mo walked alone in the corridor.

The corridors of this school were connected. Lin Mo happened to be in the last examination room.

So when he came out, he walked past all the other examination rooms.

Those who didn't know Lin Mo just regarded him as a passer - by.

But those who knew him only had two words in mind:

"Damn!"

Lin Mo scanned with his divine sense and found Tong Dong.

Tong Dong was oblivious to everything around him, burying his head in calculating something on the scratch paper.

Xue Zigui was the same. Xue Zigui was one question slower than Tong Dong. Calculated like this, he might not be able to finish the whole paper.

Lin Mo ignored them and just walked down the stairs.

As he walked down the stairs, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Even Director Huang and Xu Haoming were no exception.

The moment he saw Lin Mo, Xu Haoming couldn't help biting his lips.

"Sure enough, it's him again."