Through continuous scanning of Ah Tu's textbooks and class content, it has mastered the basic knowledge system of this civilization.
One late night, after finishing stealing electricity, 734's screen lit up. After a hissing sound, the speaker repaired by devouring metal emitted a voice mimicking Ah Tu:
"Based on your grade records, the probability of you entering the town's middle school is below 12%, and your dream is becoming more distant."
Ah Tu was mending his school bag in the moonlight, and he smiled without looking up:
"I know."
"I can help you by projecting the answers to you. According to the previous years' cut-off scores, I can guarantee your admission 100%."
The air suddenly became still.
Ah Tu abruptly looked up, his eyes wide open:
"Xiao Qi, that's cheating!"
"This is the most effective solution," 734 replied calmly.
