On the huge exhibition stand, there are two rows of tables and twenty seats. Nineteen young and beautiful girls with different temperaments are sitting in their respective seats, making final adjustments to the auxiliary equipment they have brought.
examine.
Host Lin walked to an empty table, looked at the signatures on the small sign on the table, and asked the candidate saints sitting there, "The first phase of the competition is about to begin. By the way, who of you has seen Tifa?"
Candidate saint?"
"As for Tifa, maybe she got lost again?" A bespectacled girl with bright brown wavy hair and full of literary flavor said uncertainly.
This is the headquarters. How powerful is this guy who can get lost? Lin rubbed her temples with a headache. Everyone in the church really knows Tifa. She is the third candidate saint of the Money God Sect.
He is a confused boy, a tomboy with a bold personality, and has a very serious attribute of being a road fool.
At this moment, the crowd under the booth suddenly became agitated, and a handsome tomboy with dark blue broken hair squeezed out of the crowd holding a girl's hand.
"Ah, sorry, sorry! I got lost again." The new tomboy didn't care about the weird eyes of the people around him, and showed a hearty smile to his colleagues on the stage.
Wearing a black men's dress, she was dressed like a handsome aristocratic boy. If it weren't for her bulging chest, people would have thought she was a handsome young man, as handsome as a prince in a fairy tale.
"Thank you, Fei'er. Thanks to you, otherwise I would have died in the first stage." The tomboy said with a smile to the girl next to him with a mysterious blush on her face.
As a member of the underground organization "Prince Support Group", Feier looked at the sunny smile of the prince in her heart and felt that her heartbeat was alarmingly fast. Feier lowered her head to cover her red cheeks, feeling a little
He said coyly: "It is my honor to be able to guide His Highness the Prince."
So Tifa can never become a real saint! Nina, who was sitting in the front row, glanced at the red cheeks of the girl named Faile and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. She always felt that Tifa
Becoming a saint of the Money God Cult will cause a strange trend called "Lily" to appear in the area within the influence of the Money God Cult.
After a while of abacus calculation again, Nina nodded with satisfaction as she became familiar with the feel. After a few days of adaptation, the method of using the abacus and its special formulas have been deeply imprinted in her mind. With the abacus,
My arithmetic ability, which was originally in the middle of this year's candidate saints, should be able to be greatly improved. I can squeeze into the strongest people.
Nina squinted her eyes and looked at the brown wavy girl sitting on her left, the fire of fighting spirit igniting in her eyes. With the abacus sent by Yide, she should have a relationship with Vivian, a non-human being.
Competitive capital.
[Closed Eyes] Vivian, when she closes her eyes, she has a terrifying mental arithmetic ability close to that of an ordinary magic calculator. It can be said that in the first stage, she is the terrifying mountain that all candidate saints need to face and overcome.
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Lin raised her hand and took out her pocket watch to check the time, then took a deep breath. "First stage, countdown to the competition, three two one, start!"
Almost at the same time, twenty candidate saints opened the first page of the account book.
The drafter quickly wrote it down on paper.
The crackle of the abacus played rhythmically, and Nina, who made the most noise for a while, became the focus of the entire game. The appearance of this new arithmetic item in Nina's hand left many people a little confused.
What is this candidate saint doing? Playing games or playing music? Just listen to this voice. Although it has a rhythm, it doesn't seem to be very beautiful. People can't help but be curious about Nina, who makes the most noise.
Confused eyes.
However, there are naturally some people with outstanding intelligence among the audience present. Seeing Nina calculating with a solemn face and turning the pages quickly, these smart people seemed to have thought of something, and there was a hint of horror in their eyes, and then...
It's fanaticism. The percussion-like thing in the hand of the candidate Saint Nina is definitely a new calculation tool.
Being able to be used in the first stage of the competition means that the production cost of this calculation tool does not exceed ten gold coins?!
If there are top students, there will naturally be bad students. Otherwise, where would the top students find a sense of superiority? There are indeed a few in the candidate group of saints who are not very good at arithmetic.
For example, Joan of Arc was sitting behind Nina, writing a jihad plan and revolutionary action program on a piece of paper with a serious look on her face.
There was also [Treasure Hunter] Ai Deli sitting on the left side of Joan of Arc. This guy had just opened the account book and fell asleep on the table without even taking a second look at it. She looked a bit heroic in her sleep and drooled all over the table.
"...Uh, I can't do it anymore. As an art student, arithmetic is beyond my reach." Ten minutes into the game, another math scumbag from the candidate group of saints was declared dead, the one with green twin ponytails
The young girl's eyes turned into mosquito coils, and she fell on the table with a look of exhaustion.
"Theo, are you sure you want to give up?" Seeing the youngest candidate for this year's Saint, she fell on the table and looked like she couldn't get up again. Lin quickly stepped forward and asked.
On a scrap of paper on the right hand side of the street girl, the simple sketch of Pope Nicholas was quite lifelike. However, Lin, who had good eyesight, discovered something else in this sketch. The entire painting was made by
Made up of numbers!
Is he another poor, crazy kid with a crooked skill tree? The corner of Lin's mouth twitched twice, and she drew such a painting in ten minutes. This kind of painting ability is simply terrifying.
Theo, the candidate saint of the Money God Sect, is a rising star in the painting world of the Divine Grace Continent.
The little painter named Theo had a pitiful look on his face as if half of his soul was gone. He looked at the amiable sister Lin with tears in his eyes, and tremblingly handed the paper with a digital portrait in his hand to Lin, "
I can't do it anymore. This is the result of my calculation during this period. Sister Lin, please take it to the judges to determine the score."
The first stage of the selection of the Saint of the Money God is a ten-point settlement. The scores given by the three judges are combined and the final average score is calculated as the final score of the first stage.
Nicholas Pope: 1 point, the painting is good, keep up the good work, little girl!
Mathematician Schonand: 0 points. Unfortunately, I only saw one rough draft. Well, by the way, I was shocked by Miss Theo’s painting skills.
Sister Eric: 5 points. The little guy is very good. The painting is so lifelike. What surprised me even more is that this is actually a painting made up of numbers.
"Alternate Saint Theo, score in the first stage, 2 points."
The young and witty girl Theo patted her flat chest and exhaled secretly. Theo, who originally thought he could only get zero points, was surprised to find that he actually got two points. Fortunately, he often went to Eric's before.
Grandma has a sense of presence there, Grandma Eric is so great!
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"So what's the use of this first stage?" Yide looked at the scene on the booth with a confused look, and couldn't help but complain.
The final total score of the saint selection is 100 points. The first stage accounts for one-tenth of the total score, the second stage accounts for three-tenths of the total score, and the third stage, which is the stage of finding the Dragon Treasure, accounts for six-tenths of the total score.
"Of course this is a warm-up exercise. How can we not do some brainstorming before the official start of the game?" In response to Yide's complaint, Ms. Marty chuckled twice and explained for Yide, "Actually, in the past, this calculation was
The King is actually the final round of the selection of the saints of the God of Money. But this year is different. Under the instructions of the God of Money, the final competition has become the search for the Dragon Treasure. It can be said that the advantage of the top student has been greatly suppressed.
Already."
"Moreover, don't think that this ten-point competition is not exciting. Except for those few scumbag students, Lord Yide, didn't you notice that the other group of academic masters have already started fighting? The invisible smoke of gunpowder filled the booth,
For this group of perfectionists, even ten points must be fought for.” (To be continued..)
