Faced with the bribe of a huge sum, the examiner in a black robe slapped the bank card away without hesitation, rejecting Candidate 197's request.

"Wh...why?"

The rejected 197 obviously still felt somewhat unwilling.

"Why?"

The examiner in a black robe did not hide the disdain in his heart and rebuked, "You're a person from the Midtown District, have worked as a mercenary for so many years, used so much genetic modification potion, yet you can't even meet the minimum standard. This already proves that you are not qualified to become a Death God, so stop wasting my time."

"The Apprentice Death God is not a trash bin that takes in useless garbage."

"Now, take your money with you, disappear, and stop being an eyesore here."

Saying this, the examiner gently brushed his sleeve, and with a seemingly delicate arm, casually pushed the sturdy Candidate 197 out of the queue.

"..."

197's face was full of unwillingness.

But no matter how unwilling he was, he could only swallow his grievances and leave dejectedly.

Afterwards, he would most likely not give up directly but would try every possible way to use connections, go through the backdoor, and seek another chance to take the exam.

But with "money" alone, he probably wouldn't have much chance.

Yun You could understand the mercenary's mentality.

In others' eyes, spending hundreds of thousands, or even millions, to fight for a position that might ultimately be useless, seems like a foolish thing.

Because the vast majority of Apprentice Death Gods in this world will be stuck in the "Internship Period" for their entire lives, unable to further improve their rank.

And the value they create in a lifetime, within the law of Nest City, only amounts to a few million Silver Cannons...compared to the initial investment, the profit is still too low.

Looking at it this way, is Candidate 197 foolish? Can't he even calculate this?

No, the fact is quite the opposite; this guy is someone who sees the essence clearly.

Nest City is a highly capitalized city, but money is the least important link in it.

There are plenty of opportunities to make money in this city, as long as you are bold enough, ruthless enough in your methods, and toxic enough in your mental state, you can always earn a lot.

Sometimes, those bold and ruthless can earn more than a regular Apprentice Death God.

Candidate 197 is an example.

He spends lavishly, and the money in his bank card is no less than that of an Apprentice Death God.

Then what? Can he complete a class transition with this money?

Obviously not.

If a person only has money but no power, then it's like a child running around with a gold ingot on the street, anyone but ordinary people can step on them.

If a gang member comes, you have to pay protection fees, right? If a patrol officer comes for inspection, you have to bribe them with some tea, right? If an Apprentice Death God master passes by, you still have to give some reasonable tributor fee, right?

"So what if you have money? How about being bullied? If I am willing to take your lousy money, you still have to kneel down and thank me."

This is the situation Candidate 197 faces.

Even though his family has some wealth, they are essentially no different from the lower-class people, all sheep to be slaughtered at will.

But...if he became an Apprentice Death God, everything would be different.

Even the weakest Apprentice Death God is a god among men, part of the ruling class.

Wearing the title of Death God, no one dares to offend him. Those who were once arrogant would all have to lick his boots.

This is the reason why so many people want to become an Apprentice Death God.

However, the requirements for this exam are indeed too difficult for ordinary people. Like 197, who can't pass even after injecting genetic potions...they are everywhere.

The path to being an Apprentice Death God, even just the initial threshold, is enough to block 99.99% of people.

"But that examiner is quite principled, not accepting such a large bribe."

Yun You curiously sized up the Miss Examiner and thought silently: "She seems to be a very rule-abiding person..."

"Death Gods working in organizations are indeed different."

However, what happened next completely shattered Yun You's beautiful filter on the examiner.

...

The 198th candidate who followed was a rather mature-looking young man with a crew cut, quite polite, and his every move was very steady.

His initial performance was not bad; wrist strength and lifting both barely passed, but in the last speed test, he failed due to insufficient stamina, being deemed unqualified.

"Candidate 198, speed test failed, eliminated."

"Candidate 199, please be ready."

Initially, the examiner was still in that impartial and selfless mode, giving the crew cut young man the marching orders.

But the latter did not leave, just smiled and moved closer to the examiner, saying: "Could you please do me a favor, Miss Kalis?"

"My master's name is 'Firefly', a Supreme Council member of the 16th Nest City, Doctoral Sequence, Tier Three..."

"He said he knows you, so he specially asked me to choose your channel. So could you be flexible about this? Master will come to thank you personally in due course."

No bribes, not much flattery, not even a bit of material thing was taken out.

It was just such a simple sentence that made the previously 'impartial and selfless' examiner directly change her face.

"Firefly...so you're Firefly's student! My apologies, my apologies."

The Miss Examiner grinned and softly said: "I've long heard that Mr. Firefly loves to teach, and his disciples are all over Nest City. Now it seems to be true."

"Although I haven't met the master, I have admired him for a long time...Now that I've met his student, there is no reason not to help."

Having said that, she reopened the test channel and smiled at the crew cut young man, saying: "Go for a retest, it's okay to take it a few times, relax, you will definitely pass."

"Thank you, Miss!"

The crew cut young man didn't waste any more words, just said a word of thanks, and then under everyone's gaze, re-entered the examination hall.

Seeing this, Yun You also understood.

A so-called impartial stand is nothing but inadequate connections...

As long as the connections are strong enough, you can receive smiles anywhere.

The exam continued.

...

Half an hour later, there were fewer people in front of Yun You.

More than a hundred candidates participated in the exam with ambitious aspirations, but in the end, only the well-connected crew cut young man barely passed the exam after three retests.

The difficulty was evident.

Many candidates were having second thoughts, even considering giving up on the exam.

However, the blond youth who was just ahead of Yun You always kept a proud face, looking down on those who failed, as if he considered everyone present, including the examiner, as trash.

"Candidate 303, please step forward and prepare."

At this moment, the examiner suddenly called the blond youth's name.

The latter meticulously tidied his hair, straightened the cuffs, smoothed the creases on his trench coat, and then leisurely walked in front of the examiner.

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