126: Chapter 126 Chu Youwei Ascends the Throne

Linhai No. 2 High School. Senior Year Class 2. The classroom was deathly silent.

Black test papers hovered over everyone's desk, their edges looking as if they had been soaked in ink, emitting a bone-chilling aura that made one's scalp tingle.

All the students were staring at the ultimate final question that had just appeared on the paper.

[Essay Question: Assuming you are a ghost who has just arrived in the Tongue-Ripping Hell, please write a cover letter in English to King Yama, explaining the role you can play in Hell.]

[Requirements: You must use at least three Advanced clauses, include no fewer than five authentic phrases related to the underworld, and the word count must be no less than 150 words.]

[Friendly Reminder: A proper attitude may be rewarded with discretionary points, while nonsense will be treated as contempt for the exam hall.]

Li Hao stared at these lines for a full minute.

After one minute, he threw his pen down.

He crossed his arms on the desk and buried his head.

He was done.

He wasn't taking the test anymore.

Whatever happens, happens.

What kind of foreign language exam is this?

What kind of national unified exam is this?

This is no longer a question of being out of the syllabus.

This is crossing into another realm!

How would a living person know how to write a cover letter for the Tongue-Ripping Hell?

And it requires authentic phrases?

Wouldn't he lose Yin virtues if he actually wrote it?

The more Li Hao thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, and he almost burst into tears on the spot.

A classmate nearby muttered, "Can I write that I'm not suitable for a job in Hell because I'm healthy and my lifespan hasn't ended yet?"

The black test paper glowed slightly.

[Innovative concept, 2 points awarded at discretion.]

The classmate's eyes lit up instantly.

Li Hao looked up sharply.

"That gets points too?"

Li Hao immediately copied the classmate's answer.

The next second, his own test paper also glowed.

[Examinee Li Hao, cheating in the exam hall, 20 points deducted.]

Li Hao: "..."

He silently buried his head back down.

Life is meaningless.

On the other side, Gu Lang looked at the question and felt his scalp tingling.

Unlike the ordinary students, who only felt it was difficult, he could see the Death Qi entwined behind this essay question.

These emotions would flow along the rules of the Foreign Language Tribunal and surge crazily toward the real question setter.

Gu Lang's fingers gripping the pen turned slightly white.

This question was too hellish.

He even suspected that even if he tried his best, he could only write enough to reach the edge of a passing grade.

Because many concepts of Hell simply did not have corresponding phrases in foreign languages.

It was like insisting on describing "the 32nd of the eighth day of the week."

It's not that you can't describe it, but whatever you write will definitely look like a pile of trash.

Even more ridiculous was the word count limit.

Gu Lang took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the restlessness of the Corpse-eating Dog sequence within his body.

He glanced at Su Yun beside him.

Su Yun was lowering his head, writing the test paper.

His expression was calm.

The tip of his pen was unbelievably steady.

Gu Lang's eyelid twitched.

Because he clearly saw that the test paper on Su Yun's desk was not this Hell-level essay question at all, but rather a preschool enlightenment question.

[Please write the lowercase form of the letter A.]

Su Yun wrote down seriously: a.

Gu Lang: "..."

This backdoor was opened too obviously.

This was like tearing down the exam hall door and delivering it to his house.

Meanwhile, in Dahuang Prefecture, Old Fengdu, inside the Ghost Emperor's palace, the scene had reached a point of extreme fanaticism.

"My Lords, the questions are finished!"

Zhou Qi clutched the judges pen, trembling all over with excitement.

His Soul body was now as thin as a piece of paper about to be blown away by the wind, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

That was not the fire of a Soul.

That was the obsession of "passing the civil service exam."

The resentment and curses of those hundreds of millions of examinees were all crashing down on him and the Ten Kings of Yama along the rules of the exam hall.

The entire Ghost Emperor's palace was filled with howling Yin winds.

Countless illusory black arms were scratching all around, like the hands of resentment reaching out from hundreds of millions of examinees.

"Who set this question!"

"I graduated twenty years ago!"

"Is a cover letter for the Tongue-Ripping Hell something a human can write?"

"Come down here! I promise I won't beat you to death!"

Every roar was wrapped in massive negative emotions, smashing the palace floor tiles until they cracked continuously.

But the Ten Kings of Yama didn't care at all.

They only saw the black Invigilator throne in mid-air becoming more and more solid.

King Qinguang stared at the progress, his eyeballs almost popping out.

"Ninety-eight!"

"Ninety-nine!"

"One hundred!"

Boom!

As the final essay question completely shattered the psychological defenses of the Daxia examinees, the progress bar instantly filled up.

The black throne belonging to the Invigilator in mid-air suddenly shook violently.

The aura that originally belonged to Chu Youwei began to recede rapidly.

The cold, decaying, judgmental, and deathly aura of Dahuang Prefecture poured into it crazily.

The phantom of the throne began to shift slowly, falling bit by bit toward the direction of the Ghost Emperor's palace.

"It's done!"

King Songdi was so excited that he yanked out a large handful of his beard, his voice changing pitch.

"The throne is ours!"

King Biancheng walked up to Zhou Qi.

He pulled out a seal exuding black aura from his sleeve, his face full of appreciation.

"Little Zhou, well done."

"From today on, you are the Foreign Language Tribunal Judge of my Old Fengdu."

"You have a formal position."

"You will receive a salary from the Yin Bureau."

"You will be equipped with an independent office desk."

"There will also be incense subsidies during festivals."

Zhou Qi's eyes lit up instantly.

His Soul body was almost transparent, but at this moment, it brightened by another thirty percent.

A formal position!

An office desk!

Incense subsidies!

A counter-attack after death!

He tremblingly reached out his hands, grabbing toward the judges pen seal.

"Thank you, my Lord!"

"I, Zhou Qi, was a ghost of Hell in life, and in death I am still a ghost of Hell..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a sudden change occurred.

Linhai City.

Above the main control room of the Investigation Bureau.

Chu Youwei hovered in the center of the black sea.

Black letters intertwined behind her to form the invigilation seat, like a throne that had finally taken shape.

She lowered her head and looked at the register.

On the register, the name belonging to "Zhou Qi" was red to the point of turning purple.

Next to it, the names of the Ten Kings of Yama were arranged neatly.

[King Qinguang] [King Chujiang] [King Songdi] [King Biancheng] [King Taishan] ...

Behind every name hung a large number of grading records, question-setting records, and emotional burden records.

If it had been just a moment ago, Chu Youwei would not have been able to hold on at all.

But now, she actually felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

The question bank was filled.

The test papers were graded.

The throne's progress bar was pushed to the max.

The most surging resentment and pollution from hundreds of millions of Daxia examinees had all been actively carried away by that group of "enthusiastic examinees" in Dahuang Prefecture.

She, the first core bearer, instead felt like an Invigilator sitting in the office waiting to get off work.

A low voice came from the depths of the black sea.

"Close the net."

Chu Youwei's eyes flickered.

She knew whose voice that was.

Even though she hadn't seen his face.

Even though she shouldn't even know the other party's true identity.

But at that moment, her heart inexplicably settled down.

She nodded.

"Mm."

The next second, Chu Youwei raised her right hand.

In the palm of her hand, the black seal that had been hidden all along slowly emerged.

That was the highest authority of the first core bearer of the Foreign Language Tribunal.

The final ban.

It was also the true final judgment right of this exam.

Chu Youwei held the seal, aimed at the "Old Fengdu" area on the register, and pressed down heavily.

Bang!

Dahuang Prefecture.

Ghost Emperor's palace.

Zhou Qi's fingers were less than a centimeter away from the Foreign Language Tribunal Judge's seal.

He could even feel the cold and majestic texture of that seal.

Just at this moment, the black test paper in front of him used to set questions suddenly erupted with blinding red light.

It wasn't just his test paper.

The test papers in front of the Ten Kings of Yama also lit up with red lights simultaneously.

Throughout the entire palace, a harsh rule notification sound echoed.

[Warning: Serious disciplinary violation detected.]

As soon as this sound appeared, the entire Ghost Emperor's palace became deathly silent instantly.

Zhou Qi's hand froze in mid-air.

The smile on King Qinguang's face froze instantly.

King Songdi widened his eyes: "Violation? What violation?"

The rule notification sound did not pause for a second, continuing to announce coldly.

[Examinees King Qinguang, King Chujiang, King Songdi, King Biancheng, King Taishan... are suspected of hiring ghostwriters, having test papers written by others, and maliciously disrupting the order of the exam hall.]

[Verified by the highest Invigilator of the Foreign Language Tribunal, Old Fengdu has engaged in large-scale group cheating behavior.]

[The handling results are as follows:]

[First, immediately cancel the qualifications of all examinees in Old Fengdu and permanently ban the right to connect to the exam hall.]

[Second, confiscate all answering results, question banks, and grading records generated during the violation period.]

[Third, forcibly clear all throne permissions obtained by the cheaters and reclaim them for the highest Invigilator.]

Whoosh!

As soon as the voice finished, the black test paper in front of Zhou Qi, filled with blood, sweat, and resentment, instantly turned into a black light and disappeared.

Immediately after, the black throne in mid-air, which had already moved to the entrance of the Ghost Emperor's palace and was about to land, suddenly shook violently.

Then, it turned around and ran.

Whoosh!

It flew away so decisively.

It didn't even leave a trace of Yin Qi behind.

The palace was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Zhou Qi stared blankly at the empty desk.

He then looked at the judge's seal in King Biancheng's hand that hadn't had time to be handed to him yet.

His brain crashed instantly.

"Where is my test paper?"

His voice was trembling.

"Where are my questions?"

"Where is the Hell-level English test paper I stayed up for four hours to write?"

"Where is the grade report I graded while bearing the resentment of hundreds of millions of people cursing at me?"

King Chujiang was also stunned.

He looked at his palm, which had been sparkling just a moment ago.

Now only a puff of air remained.

"No,"

King Chujiang swallowed his saliva.

"We finished all the work."

"The questions were set, the papers were graded, and we even took the blame."

"Now you're telling us we cheated?"

King Songdi was trembling with rage.

"This is too dark!"

"If we were cheating, you should have caught us earlier!"

"You waited until we finished all the work and pushed the progress bar to one hundred percent before you caught us?"

This is like going to a construction site to move bricks.

The boss not only doesn't provide a hard hat but also makes you bring your own cement.

You work hard to build the building and are just about to collect your wages.

The boss suddenly pulls out a walkie-talkie.

"Security, catch these guys who aren't wearing work badges and throw them all out."

"This building is confiscated."

Isn't this bullying an honest ghost?!

The Ghost Emperor, who had been sitting on the highest throne, stood up abruptly.

His hollow eyes stared fixedly at the void.

The terrifying pressure instantly crushed the pillars in the main hall into powder.

"The Rancher..."

The Ghost Emperor spat out these three words through gritted teeth.

His voice sounded like a cold wind blowing from the depths of Hell.

He had finally realized it.

What rule loophole.

What seizing power by exploiting loopholes.

What priority on grades, shifting the throne.

It was all a trap!

That monster from Linhai never intended for Chu Youwei to bear the negative emotions of the national examinees alone from the very beginning.

He had intentionally opened the permissions.

Intentionally let Old Fengdu see an opportunity.

Intentionally let them think they were backstabbing the base.

Doing the hardest work.

Taking the harshest abuse.

And in the end, being kicked out without even getting paid.

The most disgusting part was.

The other party was using the examination hall rules.

Because they had indeed hired ghostwriters.

They had indeed had the exam papers written for them.

It was just that they hadn't expected the other party to wait until they had finished all the work before catching them.

The Ghost Emperor's chest heaved violently.

"This is too much!"

He roared.

"Drag that Invigilator down for me!"

However.

Before the Ghost Emperor could actually strike.

A soft chuckle suddenly came from mid-air.

The laughter wasn't loud.

But it fell clearly into the ears of every King of Yama.

It was as if someone was standing above them across the endless Void Realm, looking down at this group of unlucky ghosts who had just had their wages withheld.

Immediately after.

Where the exam papers had disappeared, a mouth of immense size, covered in scarlet eyeballs, emerged.

Countless eyeballs slowly rotated.

In every eye, the chaotic and wretched scene of the Ghost Emperor's palace was reflected.

"Thank you all for your voluntary labor."

Su Yun's voice carried undisguised mockery.

"The exam papers were well-crafted."

"The emotions were collected quite fully as well."

"To commend everyone for your outstanding contribution to the education cause of Great Xia, I will accept this throne on your behalf."

The giant mouth opened and closed slightly.

"Additionally."

"Cheating requires paying a price."

"Don't you like setting questions?"

"Leave behind a few lives as a make-up exam fee."

As the words fell.

The giant mouth suddenly inhaled.

Before Zhou Qi could react, his Soul body flew uncontrollably toward that mouth.

"Your Majesty, save me!"

"I haven't even obtained my official tenure yet!!"

Zhou Qi screamed as he was swallowed.

It didn't even burp.

It wasn't just him.

King Biancheng and King Taishan, who were closest, instantly felt the core Laws within their bodies being forcibly stripped away by an irresistible force.

"Ah!!"

The two Kings of Yama screamed.

The black Qi in their chests was sucked away by the giant mouth like a fountain.

The Ghost Emperor was furious.

He raised his hand, and a beam of black Death Qi blasted toward that mouth.

Wherever that beam of Death Qi passed, the space of the main hall shattered inch by inch, as if even the Laws were being dragged into death.

However, the mouth just leisurely let out a burp.

Then it instantly dissipated into the Void Realm.

Leaving only a mess in the main hall.

And two Kings of Yama who had been drained of half their lives and were lying limp on the ground.

Old Fengdu.

Had completely suffered a double loss.

Linhai Investigation Bureau.

Main control room.

The data on the large screen had completely stabilized.

The danger red line of the national unified examination had dropped all the way down.

The progress of the throne's condensation was fixed at 100%.

Pollution bearing entity: Old Fengdu.

Result attribution entity: Chu Youwei.

Executive Jiang Xu, Chen Jianguo, Ye Zhiwei, and Su Yao stood there like statues.

Everyone was looking at the final judgment on the screen.

Silence.

A long silence.

Chen Jianguo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his voice floating.

"Is it... over?"

Executive Jiang Xu's throat moved.

His gaze was incredibly complex.

"It's over."

A king-level descent involving hundreds of millions of people should have been a catastrophe of epic proportions.

If Chu Youwei couldn't hold on, she would have been swallowed by the Laws.

If Old Fengdu had succeeded in seizing power, Great Xia would have been suppressed by both the Foreign Language Tribunal and the Underworld's judgment.

If the Ghost Emperor had flipped the table early, Linhai would likely have become the second East Sea battlefield.

But what was the result?

The Ten Kings of Yama of Dahuang Prefecture worked themselves to death, helping Chu Youwei push the throne progress to full.

Helping grade the papers for hundreds of millions of examinees.

Incidentally bearing all the psychological trauma and Law pollution.

Finally being kicked away and bitten back, having a wave of Laws sucked away.

Chen Jianguo held it in for a long time, finally managing to squeeze out a sentence.

"This method..."

"If put into the circle of capitalists, it's at a level that would get you hanged from a lamppost."

It was too dark.

Draining the marrow and then scattering the ashes to use as fertilizer.

The key is, they acted completely according to the rules.

You don't even have a place to complain.

Ye Zhiwei closed her eyes, her face pale.

In her Omni-dimensional Vision, the game that just took place was more terrifying than a direct war.

No mountains collapsing or earth splitting.

No rivers of blood.

But every Law, every bit of greed, every choice, was calculated by that monster.

Executive Jiang Xu gripped his dark gold spear.

For the first time, he felt that the so-called "driving the tiger to eat the wolf" plan might have been utilized by The Rancher from the very moment it was proposed.

They thought they were guiding the monster.

But the monster was guiding everyone.

Just then.

The sky over all of Great Xia suddenly darkened.

Immediately.

A pillar of pitch-black light shot straight into the sky from the direction of Linhai No. 2 High School.

The throne.

Fully condensed.

The Laws.

Completely matured.

Chu Youwei, in a black uniform, landed slowly on the balcony of the main control room.

Letters flowed along the hem of her black dress, like burning ink fire.

The roster in her hand had turned into a tangible black book.

The pages turned without wind.

Every time a page turned, countless Law symbols automatically arranged themselves in the air.

She stood at the edge of the balcony.

Her eyes were initially dazed.

Then they lit up bit by bit.

As if she finally realized that she hadn't died.

Hadn't been swallowed by the Laws.

Hadn't turned into a Strange Tales tool wearing human skin.

She had truly sat on the throne that was supposed to crush her.

The next second.

She laughed.

"Ha..."

Very lightly.

Immediately after, the laughter grew louder.

"Haha..."

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Chu Youwei tilted her head back.

Her black hair was blown into a mess by the Law storm.

Tears even appeared at the corners of her eyes from laughing.

That wasn't simple joy.

It was the trembling of surviving a disaster.

It was the madness of stepping onto the throne.

It was also the uncontrollable excitement after being personally pushed to the heights by a certain monster.

The lights in the entire main control room flickered on and off.

All investigators turned pale simultaneously.

Because they discovered that as Chu Youwei just laughed, the Laws in the air had already started to automatically line up.

The documents on the table were renumbered by black letters.

The data on the screens was automatically graded.

Even the report that Chen Jianguo had just written incorrectly due to nervousness was marked by a line of cold black text:

[Word order chaotic, deduct 3 points.]

Chen Jianguo: "..."

He silently hid that report behind his back.

Executive Jiang Xu's pupils constricted slightly.

Strong.

Too strong.

This wasn't strength in the pure sense of spiritual energy.

It was suppression at the level of order.

As long as one entered her examination hall, anyone had to follow the rules.

She was no longer A-rank.

Not even just an ordinary S-rank.

She was the newly born King of Laws.

Executive Jiang Xu spoke in a deep voice.

"Chu Youwei."

Chu Youwei's laughter gradually stopped, and she turned her head to look at him.

With just this one look.

Executive Jiang Xu's shoulders suddenly sank.

Black letters appeared at his feet.

[Examinee Executive Jiang Xu, please raise your hand before speaking.]

Executive Jiang Xu was silent for a moment.

Then he slowly raised his hand.

Chu Youwei blinked, as if she had finally come back to her senses.

She said softly, "Captain Jiang, sorry, I'm not quite used to it yet."

Executive Jiang Xu looked at her, his voice hoarse.

"I need your help."

"Use your examination hall rules to lock onto The Rancher."

"He just acted, he must have left traces."

Chu Youwei's gaze flickered slightly.

She lowered her head and opened the black roster.

The pages flipped with a rustling sound.

National examinees.

Old Fengdu.

Dahuang Prefecture remnants.

Zhou Qi's Soul remnants.

The traces of Laws stripped from King Biancheng and King Taishan.

Everything was there.

Only the person who was truly pulling the strings seemed to have never existed.

No name.

No examinee number.

No seat.

No score.

It was as if he had been nothing but a shadow outside the examination hall from beginning to end.

Chu Youwei suddenly laughed.

"I can't find him."

Executive Jiang Xu's expression darkened.

Chu Youwei closed the black roster.

She didn't explain.

Nor did she continue to cooperate with Executive Jiang Xu in tracking him down.

Because she knew that the person she really wanted to find was not in this roster.

Or rather.

She now had the freedom to do what she wanted.

The next moment.

Chu Youwei on the balcony disappeared.

Linhai No. 2 High School.

Senior Year Class 2.

Su Yun was looking down at the preschool-level exam paper on his desk.

He had just finished writing the last letter.

[Please write the lowercase form of the letter Z.]

Su Yun wrote down seriously: z.

The paper lit up.

[Answer correct.]

[Full marks.]

Su Yun nodded with satisfaction.

Not bad.

This is an exam paper that conforms to the physical and mental health development of high school students.

Next to him, Gu Lang looked at his own Hell-level essay topic, then looked at Su Yun's preschool-level paper, his eyes already losing their luster.

He felt like he was taking an exam.

He was witnessing the unfairness of the world.

Just then.

The air turned slightly cold.

Black letters unfolded in front of Su Yun.

The next second.

Chu Youwei appeared out of thin air.

She was still wearing that black Invigilator uniform, with a faint phantom of a throne appearing behind her.

The whole class looked up at the same time.

Li Hao was still maintaining his posture of lying on the desk, giving up.

Gu Lang's pupils constricted sharply.

The pen in the Homeroom Teacher's hand clattered to the floor.

Chu Youwei didn't speak.

Nor did she give Su Yun time to react.

She leaned over.

Her hands rested on the edge of Su Yun's desk.

Her black hair fell, covering half her face.

Then.

In the stunned gaze of the whole class.

She kissed Su Yun directly on the face.