#1618 - Chapter 1798: Ten Thousand Years of "Learning"
“Time's up!”
“Hand in your papers!”
When the Lord of the Abyss heard the words 'hand in your papers,' his body twitched violently.
At this moment, he didn't even dare to touch his pen.
Because beside him stood the alchemist who, in the eyes of the Lord of the Abyss, had completely transformed into a demon of terror.
And in the alchemist's hand was a blood-stained mace.
The moment he saw the mace, the corner of the Lord of the Abyss's eye twitched involuntarily.
Because the bloodstains on it were his own.
During the last exam, because he had tried to cheat and hand in his paper late, his teacher, the alchemist, had unhesitatingly smashed his brain!
But what truly terrified the Lord of the Abyss was not the mace that could smash his brain, but the test paper in the alchemist's hand that was being graded.
“Hmm.....”
He made an extremely ordinary 'hmm' sound.
The Lord of the Abyss's body suddenly relaxed.
“Hmm....?”
He made a questioning 'hmm' sound, and the Lord of the Abyss trembled directly.
No way.
In these ten millennia, the Lord of the Abyss had suffered tortures he never thought possible.
That was, he had learned knowledge for a full ten thousand years!
Listened to courses for ten thousand years!
Taken exams for ten thousand years!
The Lord of the Abyss had no idea how many times his brain had been smashed by the other party, nor could he remember how many times the other party had sprayed him.
Sometimes, his mind completely collapsed due to extreme pressure.
He even fantasized that if he had a next life, he would become a paramecium that didn't need to think about anything.
But even so, the Lord of the Abyss persisted.
Of course.
He had no choice but to persist.
Because the consciousness space he was in was created by the alchemist.
Even if he wanted to give up, he couldn't.
But the really important thing was that he had indeed completed a transformation in terms of knowledge in these ten millennia.
Although he lacked some degree of application, at this time, in terms of erudition alone, he was probably only second to the Abyss Dominator, the Venerable, and a few wise men.
Ordinary gods could not even begin to compare to the Lord of the Abyss's knowledge.
Finally, after a period of not-so-long torture of tense emotions, the Lord of the Abyss heard the sentence he had been waiting to hear for ten thousand years.
“Congratulations, your answers are all correct.”
“You have successfully graduated!”
The moment he heard these words, the Lord of the Abyss excitedly smashed the blackboard and the desk and chair he had been sitting on until they were worn out.
“Haha, can we, can we go out?”
The excited Lord of the Abyss asked the alchemist who had tormented him for ten millennia and received an affirmative answer.
And the other party, for the first time, showed a smile and created an alchemical array out of thin air, asking him to stand on it.
“Yes.”
“We can leave this consciousness space.”
“Are you ready?”
“Yes, yes!”
The Lord of the Abyss was extremely excited.
But he was also a little surprised.
Because he found that the only person standing on the current array was himself, and the alchemist was not.
“Wait, aren't you going back?”
“Are you going to stay here?!”
The alchemist heard the Lord of the Abyss say this and helplessly covered his forehead.
“You, you brainless monkey!”
“This is ****** my world of consciousness, how could I need to go out?”
“And...”
‘I also need to rest, don't I, you ******?’
Hearing this, the Lord of the Abyss felt that something was wrong.
“But...”
“But what?”
“Do you want me to scold you again?”
The Lord of the Abyss quickly shook his head.
Too afraid of being scolded, the Lord of the Abyss finally compromised and stood on the array alone.
“Oh right, I almost forgot to tell you something, Lord of the Abyss.”
Suddenly, the alchemist seemed to remember something and said to the Lord of the Abyss.
“What is it?”
“It's nothing, I just wanted to tell you.”
“After you go out, you must escape from the Primordial as soon as possible, and then evolve quickly, time is very critical....”
“And...”
“Thank you for being able to persevere until now!”
“You are a great student!”
The alchemist showed a smile.
The next second, the Lord of the Abyss opened his eyes.
But tears instantly welled up in his eyes.
Because in his deformed mouth, he was holding the brain and body that the alchemist had willingly offered.
There was no ten thousand years of learning, no teaching and exams.
The only thing here was a foolish student, and a... teacher who sacrificed his life for his student.
That was the only truth.
