"Bang!"

Wei Ran held the weapon-making pen and drew six strokes on the weapon-making paper, but made a mistake, causing the entire army-making paper to be scrapped.

Turned into black ash.

"Failed..."

Wei Ran's hole shrank slightly.

This time, he didn't need the arsenal of divine weapons to help him figure out the reason for the failure, he also knew why it failed.

Because the sketching and design process simulated in the Divine Weapon Arsenal is ultimately different from reality.

His grip on the pen was a little awkward, which resulted in him not being able to control the intensity more accurately, which ultimately led to failure.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous...take your time..."

Wei Ran silently said to himself, let himself relax, and must not be nervous, otherwise he would really be doomed.

Because in one exam, only three weapons-making papers are provided to the candidates. If the outline fails three times, the question of designing a mysterious weapon will be scored 0 points.

Wei Ran took a few deep breaths, and then he didn't rush to sketch the design on the weapon-making paper, but instead gently sketched on the test paper.

Although he did not leave any traces on the test paper, he did this mainly to control his strength.

Familiarize yourself with the techniques.

Three minutes later.

Wei Ran's body had already recalled all the muscle memory of the design drawings drawn by his predecessor.

"Okay! There should be no problem now..."

Wei Ran took another piece of weapon-making paper and began to sketch it calmly.

This time, he made no mistakes in the sketching process.

It's easy to outline the rough armor.

Next, there is the fusion process and technique of the weapon-casting materials, and a simulated weapon-casting...

Wei Ran sketched, completely immersing himself in it.

Don't care about anything else...

Time passes slowly!

"Dangdangdang..."

A rich, melodious bell rang.

It represents the end of the Shenbing Literary Examination.

"The exam is over, stop writing and hand in the paper!"

The invigilator standing on the podium shouted in a deep voice.

"???"

Wei Ran, who was immersed in the sketch of the Resurrection Armor, was awakened by the deafening sound. He was startled and almost made a mistake in sketching, and had to scrap the entire armor-making paper.

All previous efforts are in vain!

Fortunately, he stabilized the weapon-making pen in time and this prevented tragedy from happening.

However, is the exam time over?

But he still has a little time to draw the design of the resurrection armor.

He has only completed four-fifths of the design, and is just short of the last bit!

Wei Ran was anxious and asked quickly: "Teacher, I will draw up the design soon. Can you give me a little more time?"

"No, please hand in your papers and leave!"

The invigilator looked at Wei Ran expressionlessly and said indifferently.

Looking carefully, he looked at Wei Ran with a bit of contempt and disgust.

During the entire process of the Shenbing Literary Examination, he saw clearly and had the deepest impression of Wei Ran.

During the exam, other candidates honestly filled in the content and sketched the Xuanbing design.

Only Wei Ran, this kid, spent more than half an hour scratching his head and wondering what he was doing?

For more than six hours, he couldn't figure out whether he was in a daze or sleeping with his eyes open.

It was only at the last hour that he finally came to his senses and started writing hurriedly. Now he told himself that there was not enough time...

Are you so embarrassed?

Not to mention that as an invigilator, he is not qualified to give candidates any more time for the exam.

Even if he had, he wouldn't be able to give a pass to someone like Wei Ran.

"I……"

When Wei Ran heard this, he wanted to say something more, but under the cold and stern gaze of the invigilator, he finally shut up.

With a sigh in his heart, he finally put down his weapon-making pen, collected the examination papers and design drawings, and then stood up and handed in the papers.

At the door of the classroom, other candidates who had already handed in their papers couldn't help but give him slight pointers.

The expression may be joking or regretful...

They were not Wei Ran's classmates, but they had heard of Wei Ran.

But they never expected that Wei Ran would sleep in a daze throughout today's college entrance examination, writing furiously until the last hour...

Is this the pride and confidence of a top student?

It's a pity that it seems to have overturned in the end!

Tsk tsk tsk...

Wei Ran ignored their looks, and after handing in the paper, he walked out of the classroom in a gloomy mood.

Walk outside the examination room.

Damn it, it’s just close. Give him ten more minutes, no, eight minutes, five minutes...

He was able to sketch out the design of the resurrection armor.

What the hell...

If he had known that he would be so short of time, he should not have simulated the design drawings in the magic weapon arsenal one more time.

Or if you are sketching in reality for the first time, you don’t need to waste time and fail immediately. It would be better to get familiar with it again...

Maybe there’s enough time!

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.

I just don’t know if the design of the resurrection armor that he is about to successfully draw will impress the examiner’s heart, so that he will not take the duck egg, or even give him another chance...

While Wei Ran was thinking about this, several shouts came from behind him.

"Wei Ran, Wei Ran..."

The voice sounded familiar, so Wei Ran stopped and looked back.

Then he saw a boy who was a little chubby, no, I should say a little strong, running towards him.

Wei Ran looked at the other person carefully, and related memories gradually emerged.

This boy seems to be named Zhao Yi, and he is his classmate. The two of them play relatively well.

As Wei Ran traveled through eight hours, he merged more and more memories, and now he is almost no different from the original Wei Ran.

"Wei Ran, I heard that you slept for seven hours in the examination room? You only started writing in the last hour, and then you overturned and didn't finish it? Handed in a blank paper?"

Zhao Yi looked at Wei Ran and asked with worried eyes.

"No, how is that possible? I didn't hand in a blank paper!"

Wei Ran quickly shook his head and denied.

He didn't hand in a blank paper, but he did hand in the Xuanbing design drawings!

Although, the design drawing is not completed yet, it is still a little bit...

But this cannot be called a blank paper after all!

"Let me tell you, how could you do such a thing? It must be those people who are jealous of you who are spreading rumors about you..."

Zhao Yi was relieved when he heard Wei Ran's explanation, then put his arm around Wei Ran's shoulders and walked out of the examination room together.

After the two people walked out of the examination room.

The two families immediately surrounded them.

"Xiao Yi, how did you do in the exam?"

"Xiao Ran, how did you do in the exam? What's your estimated score?"

Both the Zhao and Wei families asked them curiously.

Zhao Yi looked confident and said: "A score of 500 should be no problem."

Then, their eyes all turned to Wei Ran.

His expression was expectant and exciting.

Wei Ran's results are better than Zhao Yi. If he performs normally, he should be able to reach 600 points.

Wei Ran was stared at by everyone's expectant eyes, and his scalp felt numb for a while.

He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped when he wanted to, and stopped when he wanted to...
Chapter completed!