Andrew wasn't aware that this conversation was even unfolding.
After about 3 minutes of waiting, the proctor announced who would be up next.
"Zachary Yueler, please step up!"
Attention still hadn't quite faded from Andrew's results just yet, however, they felt an intrinsic desire to watch the school loser take his test.
Zachary walked up to the testing panel with a steadfast expression, he had a confident gleam in his eyes behind his slightly too long raggedy hair.
Andrew took note of this, shifting his attention from his conversation with Dylan to the scene that was to unfold.
"I'm quite curious what this kid's gonna manage to be able to do… there's no way the protagonist hasn't experienced explosive growth past the norm already." Andrew thought.
Zachary arrived in front of the testing panel and the proctor gave his spiel once more.
Zachary closed his eyes beneath his bangs, nobody could tell what he was planning to do.
Just then, Andrew felt something stir from deep within his own body.
Just then he noticed that Zachary seemed to have a faint aura that came over his entire body.
The aura snaked over and around him, slowly being drawn into his left hand.
Andrews eyes opened wide, stifling a gasp.
"Is that… the attribute given by the talent…?"
"No way, how the fuck can he even use that shit yet?!"
Andrew held back a shocked expression and made sure to steady his breathing.
Zachary shot opened his eyes and shot out with a fierce punch.
Andrew wasn't sure if anyone else could see what he could, but as Zachary's fist traveled, he could sense the extremely destructive aura within his punch.
He felt a tension in his body all until the moment that Zachary's fist landed on the testing panel.
For a fraction of a second, there was no reaction…
And then, there was a deafening explosion.
Andrew quickly ducked his head, pulling Dylan down with him, just as a piece of shrapnel flew past their heads.
"Holy shit…" Andrew mumbled, his mouth agape.
"There's no way this kid's stats could be higher than mine, is the space-void attribute really this powerful?"
After the explosion rang out, kids looked in shock at the cloud of smoke that enveloped both the professor and Zachary, that was dispersing throughout the gym.
"Oh my god! What the fuck just happened?!"
"Did that kid Zachary just cause that? How is this even possible?!"
A big gust of wind suddenly filled the entire gymnasium, sweeping away the cloud of smoke.
There was the proctor, with Zachary right next to him.
"Ahem, I'm sorry class, it seems like the machine is malfunctioning… my sincerest apologies to you all."
The proctor threw a quick glance at Zachary, a shred of hesitation obvious within his gaze.
"This kid… he's either gonna die young or become something that shocks this world!"
Zachary had managed to overload the entire machine and blow it to smithereens.
"This would only be possible with a strength above 3000kg!"
The proctor quickly calmed all the frantic students down, and quickly pivoted the conversation back towards the remaining tests.
"Okay everyone, thankfully Zachary was the last student. We shall now move onto the rest of the exams…"
Everyone was slightly suspicious of this, glancing around at each other.
"we're just gonna ignore what happened?"
But seeing as the instructor had no desire to continue the discussion, and he seemed calm on the surface, they all listened to his words and refocused on what was to come next.
Internally, the professor was anything but calm, but he couldn't make a scene as to ensure the safety of one of his students.
If word got out a newly awakened talent had caused this, with no background, he suspected the result…
Moving onto the rest of the tests, everything else had managed to go much smoother.
He seemed particularly rushed to try and finish everything else up in a much more timely manner.
The students just suspected it was because he wanted to get down to some dirty business, they didn't expect this was because he had great news regarding the principal's future promotion…
Ahem, the future of the entire school's success.
The rich kids did a lot better on the rest of the tests, where Zachary seemed to actually lag behind.
By the end of it, the results were released.
Andrew was quite content with his scores, looking at the paper with a smile.
Thankfully he was one of the last ones to go in every other category as well, so he had a clear benchmark at what he should do to accomplish his goal.
Dylan had managed to actually output very well in the remaining tests, just barely shy of the trust fund kids.
"Okay everyone! This was a very nice year of testing, I hope all of you decide to work hard to accomplish your dreams in the near future. Time awaits nobody, especially my mistress... I must be off then."
"Your class placement results will be officially mailed to you by tomorrow. That's that then, Adios!"
And just like that, the professor quickly skedaddled out of the room.
The students looked on, silently critiquing the school for hiring this guy.
Everyone made their ways out of the gymnasium, it was another day of leaving school early, and everyone was silently invigorated.
They looked at Zachary with different eyes now.
He didn't do necessarily too good in the rest of his tests, but he was still at least top 10 in results among every other bracket somehow.
His scrawny figure looked kind of… dependable now.
Girls started looking at him just a little bit differently, and dudes eyes carried slight admiration but mostly jealousy.
"How the fuck did that kid do so well? He doesn't deserve that kind of ability…"
"I know right, I would honestly be better off with the talent he has. I would definitely soar to the sky with anything better than what I have now!"
"Oh please, keep gassing yourself up that way and maybe you'll start dreaming of it…"
Andrew making his way towards the exit of the school with Dylan, shook his head.
"Admiration masked as jealousy because of their own perceived threat of being inferior to who was once inferior to themselves… typical teenagers."
Andrew sighed and shook his head, jealousy would get you nowhere in life. Only real effort would change your fate.
Dylan and Zachary saw each other off down the road from the school.
Walking down the street, Andrew was thinking of his next mode of attack.
"Obviously I'm gonna keep training what I got right now… but I'm curious as to what ability this kid Zachary used…"
"I'll have to do some research myself into elemental embodiment."
With a determined expression Andrew walked down the street.
But just ahead he saw a familiar face just up ahead looking at him with slight nervousness.
He smiled, he definitely hadnt expected this result…
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