Is It Too Late to Leave the Chat Group? Book 06 Chapter 023.2: The Holy Grail…Carnival? Part 2

Wait! Chen Heng suddenly sat up in bed.

If the world merger led to significant changes in the world, would the college entrance exams’ questions…

Chen Heng wasn’t worried about failing the exams because of a change in the questions. He had the Absolute Precognition and could easily glimpse the future. However, he remembered the bet he made with Mo Qingtong.

“Ouch!” When Chen Heng used the Absolute Precognition to see the exam hall, his head suddenly throbbed. The pain wasn’t intense, but it caught him off-guard.

However, he saw what he wanted to see after a moment’s discomfort.

He found that the short questions were mostly different from what he had seen before. But when he turned to the final essay question…

“The same as before?” That’s strange. Why are the short questions different, but the essay questions the same?

All four exams had different short questions, but their essay questions remained unchanged.

Oddly, Chen Heng thought of the charming world consciousness who called him Papa.

Ah! Papa’s good son…daughter? Speaking of which, is the world consciousness male or female? That does not matter; it’s not important.

What’s important is the world consciousness gave a good assist.

World consciousness, well done!

After reviewing all the college entrance exam questions and determining he could win his bet, Chen Heng began looking for the cause of his headache. He soon found a strange device on the table near the door, where the cell signal blocker usually sat.

Erm…if I recall right, this thing seems to be called an ability suppressor device. Chen Heng had used this device at the Special Affairs Bureau, but it hadn’t been very effective then and had fallen into disuse.

He then started searching his mind for answers.

The memory package from Customer Service was too big, so Chen Heng hadn’t unpacked all the information. He just checked for major events and then ignored the rest. As for the other memories, he could unseal them when he needed them.

Chen Heng didn’t want these extra memories to influence him because he believed people were made of memories. If he lost his memories, would he still be himself?

That was why Chen Heng researched how to restore his memories from before the world reset. You all have your memories, but I don’t. This makes me feel quite out of place.

The Dimension Management Store offered such a service, but it was too expensive at 10,000 points. Have they gone mad for want of points?

Chen Heng was still debating whether to choose this service or find other ways to restore his memories.

He had over 90,000 points available, which was a lot, but he had many things to spend them on, like the Chiliad Sword Conception—a money sink.

He thought about using the Holy Grail to unlock his sealed memories, or rather, access his memories before his re:life. However, he felt that might be a stretch.

Never mind. I can’t delay this any longer. If there’s time to participate in the Holy Grail War after the college entrance exams, I can try using the Holy Grail then.

If not, I will have to spend 10,000 points to regain my pre-re:life memories.

Even though he thought that, he still had to comment on it. This is exorbitant. Is the damned Dimension Administrators Association taking advantage after knowing of my situation?

Chen Heng had only to think for a moment to realize just how much he’d taken advantage of the Dimension Administrators Association and world consciousnesses. Among other things, he’d managed to swipe ten Dimension Administrators Association invitation letters and 1,000,000 points (in vouchers). Essentially, he’d taken advantage of a chaotic situation, and he had to admit, it felt pretty good. But now, he was the one being exploited.

It was perhaps poetic justice. What goes around comes around; no one escapes the judgment of heaven.

Chen Heng felt it was unfair, though. Isn’t it a matter of mutual consent? I merely named my price. If they didn’t want it, they could simply reject me.

Coincidentally, the Dimension Administrators Association felt the same way. They set high prices for their services, and if he didn’t want to use them, he didn’t have to.

These services were specially customized, unlike the fixed-price skills or items usually found in the Dimension Administrators Association’s store. The association was free to price them as it saw fit.

Back to the main topic, after the Spiritual Energy Resurgence, ability users began to appear en masse, and the ability-suppressor-device project was revived and made significant progress.

The device used in the college entrance exams was a high-tech product that suppressed abilities across the entire school once installed.

More coincidentally, the very examination hall Chen Heng was in housed the ability suppressor device’s main body, so it had a slight effect on him.

After two awakenings by the Dimension Administrators Association, Chen Heng’s abilities could no longer be classified simply as abilities, so the ability suppressor device’s effect on him was minimal, causing at most a mild headache because he was unlucky enough to be just three meters away from it.

Just how ludicrous was this country? It was only a college entrance exam, not an invasion. Was there a need to use such expensive equipment? Wasn’t this simply making a mountain out of a molehill?

They seemed determined to ensure fairness in the college entrance exams, even considering the possibility of ability users cheating. Fortunately, Chen Heng was one step ahead.

Chen Heng decided to memorize the answers that night to avoid another headache from the dreaded ability suppressor device during the college entrance exams the next day. Even though the pain wasn’t intense, he was no masochist.

The device was too close to him, and it was a high-powered version.

After successfully memorizing all the answers, Chen Heng glanced at the group chat and found it had blown up.

After scrolling through the chat, he learned that the mischievous Root had changed the rules of the Holy Grail War, turning it into a Holy Grail Carnival.

Apparently, someone with world-breaking strength had joined the Holy Grail War, necessitating the rule change for fairness.

Although there was no evidence, Chen Heng suspected the “someone” referred to Luo Li.

Speaking of which, could Root casually change the rules of a Holy Grail War? To resolve that question, he asked.