Chapter 219: Cheating artifact

Under the signal interference function of nano watches, signal detectors and the like have no effect at all.
Zhang Fan entered the examination room smoothly.
And outside the examination room, above the hall on the first floor.
The holographic screen has shown the two people entering the examination room.
In order to be open and transparent, the Martial Arts Association will display the state of the martial arts examination on a holographic screen.
Some people who came to the Martial Arts Association to do business, or some martial arts doctors who had nothing to do, saw that someone was taking an exam on the screen, and they all gathered around.
"Look, look, someone has an exam!"
"This is a rare situation. Go and take a look."
"Huh? Isn't that Wu Yue, a genius recognized by the Military Medical Association? He is also taking an exam today?"
"I heard that it has only been a month since he obtained theoretical knowledge to today."
"I'll go, I only learned theoretical knowledge for a month, and then I started the exam? Awesome!"
"I think at the beginning, I only studied theoretical knowledge for two years in order to test martial arts."
"It sounds like who is not the same. I studied for three years and eight months."
"My five years!"
"This Wu Yue has only studied for a month. Thinking about it, it really makes people have the urge to hit the wall."
"I want to cry without tears."
Everyone was full of praise for Wu Yue.
After all, this Wu Yue is a genius recognized by the Martial Arts Association. Before he became a martial doctor, his name was already known by many people in the Martial Medical Association.
Hearing the compliments of these people, Doctor Zhao Wu felt refreshed.
If such a genius was discovered by himself, his status and treatment in the Martial Arts Association would definitely be greatly improved.
Maybe the vice-chairperson is happy and immediately promotes himself.
Military doctors are divided into junior military doctors, intermediate military doctors, advanced military doctors and special military doctors.
The higher the level, the higher the status and treatment.
At present, most of the martial arts associations are junior and intermediate martial arts physicians.
There are only four or five senior military doctors.
As for the super military doctor, there is only Chairman Zhong Ming.
At this time, someone next to him was discussing again.
"Huh? Who is the guy next to him? I haven't seen it before."
"Indeed, I have been preparing for the exam for two years. I almost know all the candidates who have been preparing for the exam in the past two years. I have never seen this kid."
"Is it just coming?"
"Impossible. Since he took the exam, it means that he has been preparing for the exam for at least half a year. Do you really think he is as talented as Wu Yue?"
"I check it online."
Soon, someone found out the result, and then froze there.
"Why, I didn't find it?"
The others glanced at his multi-function watch curiously.
Looking at it this way, the person suddenly cried out in surprise: "How can it be possible?"
"I only signed up an hour ago, and now I have to take the exam suddenly!"
"This guy is either a fool or a lunatic."
"Even if you can remember everything and ten lines at a glance, you can't remember everything in an hour, right?"
"If you want to test a junior martial arts doctor, you must have an extremely rich theoretical knowledge reserve. Simply put, at least all the currently known medicines and various herbs must be recognized. You know how many medicines and herbs are currently in the world. ? There are more than 1,300 kinds of medicines and as many as 120,000 varieties of herbs. Do you think it is possible to memorize all of these in one hour?"
No one is optimistic about Zhang Fan.
After all, what he did is really incredible.
Doctor Zhao Wu smiled, and patted Doctor Qin Wu simply: "Doctor Qin, what you introduced is really a genius!"
In the words, the irony is not concealed.
Doctor Qin Wu is also extremely bitter.
I thought that Zhang Fan's clinical experience was pretty good, so it was no problem to take the martial arts exam.
Who would have thought that he only signed up an hour ago, and he will take the exam now.
So much theoretical knowledge, ordinary people can't remember it for half a year.
You have to take the test in an hour.
What to test?
Are you roasting gluten?
At the same time, in the examination room, Zhang Fan and Wu Yue had already begun to answer questions.
The two put on helmets and headphones at the same time, looking at the answering machine in front of them.
The two people’s questions were displayed on the screen, and they only needed to answer verbally.
The theory exam is one and a half hours.
Over there, Wu Yue looked at the question on the screen, thought about it slightly, and then began to answer.
Zhang Fan looked at the question on his answering machine, the nano watch was connected to consciousness, and he had already sent the answer to him in the form of brain waves.
It was as if he had the answer to this question in his mind.
Without thinking about it, he directly answered the first question: "The picture is a healing potion, which is made from the martial artist's self-healing gene and the rhizome of the green Miscanthus. After taking it, it can instantly restore physical fitness and heal the wound. The speed increased by ten percent."
After he answered the first question, it didn't show whether it was right or wrong, so he skipped to the second question.
Zhang Fan then replied: "For level 4 quasi-martialists, you can only inject a quarter of the cell booster each time. And it must be taken with the neutralizing agent. Otherwise, there will be a risk of death. As for the explosion. The probability of death has reached 32.8%. It is a very dangerous level."
Next, skip to the third question~EbookFREE.me~ Zhang Fan didn't even think about it, so he answered.
In the hall, in the holographic projection, not only the images of the two candidates taking the exam were displayed.
Also display the situation on their answering machines.
Everyone saw that Wu Yue answered the question smoothly, and they all admired each one.
"Awesome, I answered ten questions so quickly. Although he can't tell right or wrong from the machine, he only thinks about each question for two or three seconds, and he knows that it went well."
"Of course, this is the most talented guy in our Martial Arts Association in the past 30 years."
"Yeah, he has no problem taking the martial arts exam."
...
Just now, someone suddenly yelled: "Look, that guy also answered very well."
"No, it should have been smoother. He has already answered fifteen questions."
"I'll go, at this speed, there is no one!"
"Nima, isn't he really a genius?"
"But no matter how talented you are, you can't remember such a huge amount of knowledge in an hour, right?"
"Huh? Look, the questions he did seem to be a bit difficult. I don't know the answers to these questions, but he answered them easily."
Doctor Qin Wu originally thought Zhang Fan was here to make fun.
Suddenly seeing Zhang Fan answer so smoothly and at such a fast speed, I couldn't help but feel happy.
Is this guy really that kind of peerless genius?
Then Zhao Wuyi's complexion was not so good.
I thought that bringing Wu Yue back today would be a big show.
Now it seems that it is very likely that this little Zhang Fan guy will steal the limelight.
As for Vice President Joe, he frowned slightly while looking at the screen.
I don't know what I'm thinking.
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