Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost

Chapter 762 - 762: The Value of Wang in the Guaranteed Placement Again_1

"A Samurai with a special physique—what a pity," the official examiner finally remarked, looking at Wang Linchi with regret. He quickly uploaded the data to the network via his mobile phone and handed over a list. "Since you possess a special physique, the criteria might be slightly different.""Based on the most recent standards published by the officials, there has been a divergence in the allocation of guaranteed admission spots for individuals with special physiques. To enter a top-tier Martial Arts University, one needs to reach the level of a Martial Master."

"You're only a Samurai, so for a guaranteed admission spot, you can only select an ordinary Martial Arts University."

The examiner also sighed. If Wang Linchi had discovered his special physique before enrolling, he might have reached the Martial Master level by now and indeed secured a spot in a top-tier Martial Arts University.

The principal was dumbfounded upon hearing this, wondering if this meant his own accomplishments would be diminished.

"That's alright; an ordinary Martial Arts University will suffice." Wang Linchi wasn't picky.

Besides, the examiner made it sound easy, but activating a special physique required a compatible Cultivation Technique or Martial Art, which wasn't simple at all. Most people practiced Bodybuilding Techniques, and finding a special physique compatible with those was even harder than cultivating one from scratch.

Compared to those with special physiques, individuals who could become Samurai before the Martial Examinations without one definitely possessed either excellent aptitude or an extraordinary family background. Either way, it demonstrated their uniqueness, and top-tier Martial Arts Universities recruited such individuals for their own benefit.

Excellent aptitude could cultivate a powerful practitioner, while an exceptional family background aided in the Martial Arts University's expansion—a type of mutual benefit.

Why did such a policy exist? It was because individuals with special physiques had disrupted the unspoken rules. Even though they were few, they were like a rotten apple spoiling the bunch.

As for the deliberate targeting, vested interests were certainly at play.

"Here is the list of universities, along with some evaluations and introductions. Take it home and review it. I'll come by at this time tomorrow, and we can fill out the application form," the examiner said, not asking for much more.

South District Second School had received one such guaranteed admission spot, yes, but River City itself got one or two every year, so it wasn't particularly rare.

Moreover, those students hadn't obtained their positions through a shortcut like a special physique, so they received far more attention than Wang Linchi.

"Alright, I'll go home and take a look," Wang Linchi responded.

The principal, his face glum, was scrolling through his phone, not to distract himself, but to confirm what the examiner had said about the standards for guaranteed admission spots.

The documents regarding the change in criteria were filled with bureaucratic jargon. Most of it was vague, with the main principle being that 'the less predictable the punishment, the greater its deterrent effect.' However, it was certain that the standards for special physiques had indeed changed, even if phrased in extremely officious language.

Fortunately, he quickly thought of another way to derive value.

What if he 'helped' Wang Linchi by 'recommending' a Martial Arts University?

As for which one, naturally, he would recommend whichever offered the highest price. This was another potential profit point.

Wang Linchi was truly his lucky star, it seemed. Just when he appeared to have no further value, another opportunity to profit had miraculously emerged.

If top-tier Martial Arts Universities were still an option, he wouldn't be able to pull this off. After all, top-tier institutions never lacked geniuses, so it wouldn't matter which one Wang Linchi attended.

But now things were different. A 'genius' like Wang Linchi might not be rare in top-tier Martial Arts Universities, but in ordinary ones—especially those that were generally mediocre and resource-poor—he would be a prized asset. He could be marketed as a golden signboard, fetching a handsome price. The price they would offer would surely be substantial.

"Wang, do you have any thoughts on these universities?" the principal asked warmly. Now that there was value to be extracted, he naturally couldn't maintain a stiff attitude.

"A few," Wang Linchi replied. He could tell from the principal's sudden change in attitude that the man had found another way to profit from him.

"Choosing a good university will affect your entire future. You're still young and could easily fall into a trap."

"If you're willing, I can help you by leveraging my contacts and doing some research. I guarantee I can find you a good university that will ensure you a better future," the principal said, not beating around the bush with Wang Linchi.

"There's no need to trouble yourself, Principal. I can look them up online myself," Wang Linchi replied, instantly understanding the principal's intentions. So he can even make money from this, huh?

If you're so adept at scheming for profit, how come you're still just a principal and haven't been promoted? Oh, perhaps you're too good at it and have offended too many people, so you've been kept down here.

"The information online is all fake; you wouldn't be able to tell what's what. I, as the principal, am different. I can handle it." The principal paused, then quickly added decisively, "So, it's settled then! I'll help you!"

Wang Linchi was speechless. Couldn't you at least try to be a little more subtle? This is far too blatant.

Presumably, because the standards for the guaranteed admission spot quota had changed, the principal knew his own merits from this would likely be halved. That's why he was in such a hurry to recoup his losses before Wang Linchi left.

"Alright then, I'll await your recommendation, Principal," Wang Linchi said, though in reality, he had no intention of waiting for the man's so-called help.

He planned to go to the Education Department first thing tomorrow morning to submit his Martial Arts University application.

If he waited until the afternoon, the principal might very well submit the application on his behalf before he even got there.

As for the examiner, that wouldn't be a major issue. A 'thick envelope' would quickly let him know who to favor.

"Good, good, that's excellent!" Hearing Wang Linchi agree, the principal didn't overthink it, simply assuming he had successfully duped the young man.

"By the way, Principal," Wang Linchi asked with a slight smile, "didn't the school say it was going to sponsor me with a Weapon? How is the process for that coming along?"

"Ah, about that... since you didn't end up representing the school, the application was rejected," the principal said, his eyes shifting uncomfortably.

It wasn't rejected at all; he had simply pocketed the funds himself.

Why give it to Wang Linchi? It wouldn't bring him any personal benefit. Keeping it for himself was far more advantageous.

Meng Cheng certainly didn't need it; the Meng Family, in their bid to curry favor with influential figures, had already paid out of their own pocket to have even better Weapons and Armor crafted for him.

"Oh, it's gone? That's such a pity."

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave then," Wang Linchi said, feigning disappointment as he left the principal's office.

Watching him go, the principal shook his head. Too young and naive.

But it's good that he's young; otherwise, I really wouldn't have gotten anything out of this.

His mood was now excellent. He picked up his phone and began dialing the principals of various Martial Arts Universities. He naturally had his own network and could contact them directly.

Once outside the office, Wang Linchi allowed a mocking smile to spread across his face.

He wondered who the truly naive one was.

As he was leaving the school, he saw someone standing by the gate. Wang Linchi recognized him; it was Meng Cheng, the same person who had offered to treat him to lunch earlier that day.

"Wang, I heard you received a guaranteed admission spot?" Meng Cheng asked, a hint of unwillingness in his voice.

When the examiner had arrived earlier, word had quickly spread. After all, even if people hadn't seen a pig run, they'd certainly eaten pork—everyone recognized the pomp and circumstance from television or online. A few inquiries later, they learned it was all for Wang Linchi.

This left many feeling disgruntled, especially the top five students like Meng Cheng. They had all been on the same level, but now Wang Linchi didn't even have to take the Martial Examinations and got a direct pass. He could even choose any Martial Arts University he wanted. Who could find that fair?

"Yes, just a bit of Luck," Wang Linchi said modestly.

He could tell this guy had been deliberately waiting here for him.

Hearing Wang Linchi confirm it, Meng Cheng looked stunned. So it was really true. He had harbored some hope that it was just a rumor, but now that hope was shattered.

"But don't get the wrong idea. I can't get into the top-tier Martial Arts Universities. I can only choose from the ordinary ones, and many of the usual benefits have been revoked."

"It's an official regulation; the standards for those with special physiques have changed."

"So, it's actually not as good as what you'll get through the exams. But for me," Wang Linchi sighed, feigning helplessness, "it's good enough."

This explanation made Meng Cheng feel considerably better, though he still asked with a hint of suspicion, "Really? But it's a guaranteed admission spot... how could it be like that...?"

"If you don't believe me, go look it up online yourself. If I'd known it would be such a raw deal, I wouldn't have gone for the guaranteed admission spot in the first place. Taking the Martial Examinations would have been better," Wang Linchi said, putting on a frustrated expression. Then, feigning impatience, he added, "Anyway, I can't chat anymore. I have to go back and pick a university. They're all just ordinary ones, so there's not much to choose from."

Seeing Wang Linchi's dejected demeanor, Meng Cheng felt reassured that there was indeed a catch.

Relying on Luck really doesn't pay off in the end; he's been knocked down a peg or two, Meng Cheng thought, his mood instantly brightening. The officials really should deal with people who try to get into top Martial Arts Universities through special physiques like this!