"3E is short for Extraction Evaluation Exam, which means Bloodline Assessment Exam."
"It is mainly used to identify students' dragon bloodline. Dragon descendants will resonate with 'Draconic Runes', and during resonance, a 'Spiritual Vision' effect will occur, where Draconic characters will appear in their minds."
Lu Mingfei found the information he wanted in the library as he wished.
He couldn't help but marvel at how useful the student ID was; with just a swipe, he could do almost anything.
Whether it was starting an elevator, turning on lights, opening doors, or even retrieving library catalog information, there were guides.
He continued to silently recite the content from the book:
"This ability is very important for dragon descendants. Dragon descendants possess a supernatural ability called a 'Rune'. Within his 'domain', words he speaks in Draconic Runes will become a rule."
"Therefore, 'language' is a tool for dragons to exert their abilities. Sensitivity to Draconic Runes is related to the level of a dragon descendant's ability."
The library was quiet, with only Lu Mingfei present.
Sitting by the window, a breeze turned the next page of the book, and Lu Mingfei couldn't help but turn his head to look at the beautiful full moon outside the window.
Moonlight cast upon the red tiles of the church spire, and the refreshing night breeze gently blew upon him.
This is truly a beautiful place; studying here for four years seems quite nice.
He lowered his head to read the publicly recorded Draconic Runes in the book.
"Praise my King's awakening, destruction is rebirth."
Once again, with a sudden enlightenment, Lu Mingfei understood the meaning of the Draconic Runes, but he was slightly dazed.
What is going on?
He could clearly feel that it was different from what was described in the book.
There was no Spiritual Vision effect, yet he deciphered the content of the Draconic Runes.
Just like the previous times he saw "Lu Mingze" and "Everlasting Ribbon," this was part of his inexplicably appearing fortune effect.
Although he hadn't yet figured out when he could experience such enlightenment, he clearly understood that this effect was an accessory to the fortune prompt.
Lu Mingfei swallowed, vaguely worrying about his S-rank bloodline.
It seemed now that if there was no listening test, he would still pass without a problem.
If there was a listening test...
Lu Mingfei pondered, for a moment not knowing where to find publicly available Draconic Runes listening materials.
He glanced at the time on his phone; it was so late, bothering Professor Guderian wouldn't be a good idea.
Find Fingel?
Another option quickly popped up.
It wasn't impossible, but Fingel should be busy with forum matters right now, so sending a message at this time would definitely be futile.
He suddenly thought of another name.
Noma.
The one who claimed to be Kassel College's secretary.
The admission guide stated that for any matter within 24 hours, one could contact the college secretary Noma.
The contact method was to call her from any electronic information device within the college.
"Noma? Are you there?"
Lu Mingfei called out softly.
"Mr. Lu Mingfei, I am here," a calm female voice echoed in Lu Mingfei's ear. "Do you have any requests?"
Hearing a response, Lu Mingfei instantly let out a sigh of relief, collected himself, and then spoke:
"I'd like some public Draconic Runes audio material. Can you send it to my email?"
Lu Mingfei wasn't so foolish as to use the library's broadcasting equipment to play Draconic Runes in the middle of the night; he was already suspicious enough by rushing to the library late at night to research Draconic Runes.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu Mingfei, the college's database does not have publicly available Draconic Runes audio," Noma said calmly.
Lu Mingfei was greatly disappointed and had no choice but to pack up and go back to ask Fingel.
"However, according to your authority, you can access a piece of Draconic Runes audio with an S-level security clearance. May I ask if you require it?" Noma said.
Lu Mingfei, who had already stood up, felt a chill down his spine. His intuition told him it was absolutely not a good thing, and once he agreed, it would be eternal damnation.
"No, thank you."
Lu Mingfei refused and left the library without delay.
It's better not to seek trouble for himself.
He wasn't even an official student of Kassel College yet.
"You're still worrying about this?"
Fingel was immersed in the joy of making a fortune. Seeing Lu Mingfei return, he happily greeted him, but didn't expect such a request from Lu Mingfei.
"Treat me to a meal, and I'll tell you a secret trick, how about it?"
"Secret trick?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.
Fingel closed the dorm door, and at the same time lowered his voice, "All exams are just means. Means are invented by people, and things invented by people must have flaws!"
"Senior Brother!" Seeing Fingel's confident look, Lu Mingfei's spirits lifted. "Please teach me, Senior Brother."
"Do you mind cheating?" Fingel's eyes sparkled.
"Of course... I don't mind!"
"As expected of my junior brother!" Fingel gave a thumbs up. This dramatic pause was exactly like his own:
"To survive in this college, you need to have a bottom line that goes three meters underground!"
"Senior Brother is right!" Lu Mingfei agreed with both hands.
"Guess what Kassel College's 3E Exam system is like?"
"Professors set the questions? Students answer?" Lu Mingfei guessed.
"No, they cycle through old exam papers, an eight-year cycle, reused, never changed."
"Are the professors' brains fried?" Lu Mingfei found it hard to believe.
Studying in his home country, whether it was the middle school entrance exam or the college entrance exam, which one didn't have a hundred sets of mock papers waiting for students? And there were even highly skilled schools that set their own questions, with complex variations and a hundred tricks.
How could Kassel College only have eight sets? Even the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms had eighteen moves.
Fingel shrugged, "You can't blame the professors for this. The last person in history who understood Draconic Runes grammar was Nicolas Flamel, but he's dead and didn't pass down the deciphering method before he died."
He raised an eyebrow, "Never mind that, you haven't forgotten, have you, that I've been studying for eight years now?"
"Holy moly!" Lu Mingfei was enlightened, excited beyond measure. "Doesn't that mean that my exam this time is the same set of questions as the one from the year you enrolled?"
"Exactly!" Fingel snapped his fingers and held out his hand to Lu Mingfei, "One hand for ordering food, the other for writing you the answers."
"Lend me your student ID for a bit."
"They can deliver this late?"
"If it were me, no, but your student ID has S-rank authority, so yes." Fingel smiled, with another sentence left unsaid.
Actually, A-rank would also work.
Twenty minutes later, a white-clad waiter pushed in a dining cart, opened the pure silver cloche, and on the silver platter was the feast Fingel had ordered.
The waiters set up a table in the dorm room, spread a snow-white tablecloth, arranged silver cutlery, placed an ice bucket with champagne in the center, put two chilled glasses with condensation in front of them, and finally lit a candle before retreating.
From beginning to end, the waiters only smiled and made no sound.
At the same time, a phone call rang by the bedside of the sleeping Professor Guderian.
"Guderian, why is your student browsing public Draconic Runes materials in the library in the middle of the night, and even attempting to access Draconic Runes audio?"
