Chapter 357 - Transfer Student Test

“Can we do that?” Han Wu exclaimed. He had never considered it before. “Jing Jing is a God, collecting Faith Points from her own race, but she isn’t native to the Divine Civilization. Can she really pass the test?”

Qin Shuang replied, “Of course she can. Remember Bao Xiren, the general from the Warring Kingdom Civilization? How do you think he became a transfer student here?”

Han Wu pictured Bao Xiren with his signature darker skin tone. He had managed the transfer because the Warring Kingdom and Divine Civilizations maintained friendly relations. He made a good example.

Inspired, Han Wu decided to call Saliya to see if the same could work for Jing Jing. If it did, Jing Jing would not only become a student at Imperial College but also remain his loyal unit.

He called Saliya, and she answered promptly.

“Han Wu, is something wrong?” Her voice retained the same melodious tone he remembered from the first time he heard her.

“Professor Saliya, I need to ask about a transfer student...” He explained the situation, stressing how important it was for Jing Jing to gain transfer-student status and requesting her help.

Saliya offered a solution, though it required the involvement of Han Wu’s professor, Major God Xu Hai. The plan was straightforward: Han Wu had to convince Xu Hai to apply on his behalf and vouch for Jing Jing. Imperial College would then administer a test, and if she passed, she would officially become a transfer student despite being a foreign God.

Han Wu thanked her and immediately called Xu Hai.

Xu Hai listened to the proposal and asked, “Do you trust this person? Technically, you exiled her. She isn’t supposed to be your unit anymore.”

Han Wu turned to Jing Jing and met her gaze. Her eyes were calm, unwavering. She still seemed loyal, and he resolved to trust her one more time. “I believe she remains loyal to me.”

“Very well. I will apply for her transfer,” Xu Hai said.

The application was processed swiftly and soon approved. The last barrier between her and life at Imperial College was a grueling test. They quickly learned the rules, and the trio studied them with interest.

Qin Shuang’s eyes blazed with fury when she finished reading. “Wait! They expect Jing Jing, an undead, to survive ten days in the Scorching Sun Civilization? Their suns never set! This is torture for a skeleton. Killing her outright would have been mercy.”

Han Wu frowned at the test’s brutality. Exposing a skeleton to relentless sunlight for ten days was like roasting meat over an open fire for the same period. To pass, the meat would need to remain tender and fresh. It was preposterous.

“Let me negotiate with Professor Xu.” He rose angrily, but Jing Jing stopped him.

“God, I am willing to endure the trial to prove my loyalty,” she said solemnly.

Han Wu’s expression darkened. “This isn’t something a skeleton like you can endure. The Scorching Sun Civilization is filled with light and fire. Almost no undead survive there. This isn’t about loyalty anymore—I don’t want you to die.”

Jing Jing was dead[1] serious on taking the test. “What use is my existence if I cannot serve my God?”

Her loyalty to him was unmatched, so absolute that she could not tolerate Han Wu raising any units beyond herself and the skeletons under her command. Thankfully, her exile had tempered her extremes. At least now, she would not attempt to shatter his Core just to make him depend entirely on her because other races existed in his divine realm.

In the end, Han Wu agreed to let her take the test. Jing Jing tore up the rule sheet and was transported to the Scorching Sun Civilization. Before her departure, Han Wu provided her with equipment that allowed him to monitor her progress from the Divine Civilization. He prepared to intervene if the pain became unbearable and the test threatened to end prematurely.

Jing Jing appeared in the desert. Sand dunes rolled endlessly toward the horizon, and ten suns blazed in the sky. The sunlight was merciless. Her skin felt as though it were being seared by holy water infused with boundless Light and Life Energy.

She ran frantically, seeking any shelter from the relentless sun, but the desert offered none. Trees or shade were nonexistent; only the wind-driven sand surrounded her. She couldn’t afford to maintain her regal appearance as the queen of skeletons now. Thus, she dug a pit with her hands and buried herself beneath the sand, shielding her body from the searing sunlight.

Unfortunately, the weather proved mercilessly unpredictable. Jing Jing had barely rested for ten minutes when a sandstorm swept in. Winds whipped across the dunes and shifted the sand above her. The protective layer she had buried herself under was blown away in an instant, forcing her to seek shelter once more.

By luck, she spotted a small grass hut in the distance. She had endured the scorching sunlight as she pressed forward into the unknown, and now she discovered a haven. The hut was abandoned, shabby, but in her current condition, it was a treasure. She stumbled inside, sighing in relief at the shade that finally shielded her from the punishing sun.

Yet the Scorching Sun Civilization offered no reprieve. Just as she was about to rest, a tremendous crash echoed from above. The wind had torn away the roof. Once again, she was exposed, and the sunlight seared her bones.

1. Pun intended ☜