chapter 22

Problem solving. 

General knowledge. 

Practicals. 

Computer test.

Academia. 

"These are what we'll be doing, the first five exams. It's regular exams after all"

Ebu and Kenneth found the list posted on their dorm at a wall, the rest had already peered it, they say a fat man named Proctor3 that stamped it there. 

"It's not regular exams completely," Ebu countered Kenneth's statement. "They didn't post the rest five"

"six"

"If you say so, the remainder in hiding are probably the most unusual,besides normality means we have a chance to ace this stuff"

"What now, who did you come with?"

"My aunt" Ebu said, "I wonder where they are"

All the guardians were in the facility but they it didn't seem like they were hypnotized like their wards. Bob was okay at a recreational parlour and enjoying the presence of women like Bob's aunt or Simbi's sister. Bummy's Father too. That's Bob with Alexandria,Mononym,and Phillips. 

"Your kid's that Kenneth boy? I've seen him on TV, he's Tennessee's best"

"he's my nephew. I do underworld jobs, I'm not sure I'll have time for a family but it got me this information for the god certificate to recommend my nephew. It's a shame, you can't apply once you're 20,much less 30"

"you looked like his father that day on TV"

"oh, his dad is my twin" Bob and Phillips laughed at the reality.

"there's no difference in your faces"

"I thought there was a major" said Bob. "he's good looking like me but without the status, I want to settle down from underworld engagement, so I'm counting on my nephew become a god, I'll use his money to finally get a wife"

The ladies giggled at him.

"any reason for you all?" Bob continued. 

"Not really, exams are just things you put children through, hoping they'll turn out great. It's just things to do"

"Not me" Phillips barked at what Mononym said, "this exam here is specific. I want a god that can be controlled to my bidding, haha, Bummy the god, my son"

"unless you all lose your memories if your ward fails, we may all help each other out whoever wins, otherwise why put us here together in this daring assortment. Excuse me" Bob stood up and requested Alexandria to follow him. He's going to launch a flirting spree.

After one day of welcomed nothingness. Exam began on the next dawn.

Ebu, Bummy, Simbi, Kenneth,and the twenty two others were marching serried towards the hall of examination. The first Hall. The first exam... A fatter version of proctor1 was there, he had a name tag, proctor3. Three other proctors were in the hall, proctor5, proctor2 and proctor4. Proctor1 had led them to their destination, but as planned, they were all planning on taking this first test fairly. Although Bummy might play unpredicted. 

Ebu and Ken were already on each other's ears.

"A rectangular room, four cameras covering all aspects" Ken examined."

"Proctor1 is leaving us, so only four invigilators in the hall with us"

"don't whisper anymore, they'll soon shuffle us"

"there's no need" Ebu guessed. He was accurate, The sits were evenly spaced notebooks were on each of them with their names on it too, so they knew where to sit and in front of them was a huge projector blank. The first exam was problem solving. 

The proctors checked underneath their shoes, their mouth, their pants and tops. Proctor4 was female. After the frisking, they all sat themselves down, and Proctor3 began to address them.

"That wasn't necessary, but some of you wanted to access our security measures, that was it. Face down and complete the tests on the papers, after that, you do the second stage of tests from the projector,you are being timed, 20 minutes for stage one. You may not look sideways or speak out during the examination. Start"

Ken flipped open the notebook and read for a moment, his eyes dilated, it's something outstanding,he almost forgot the rules and peered his eyes at his mate, they were staggered too. The questions were bizarre.

"Question one: What if on a Saturday while exploring the environment with your buddy, you finished and returned to your dorm to see Bummy all bloody on the ground and you don't know how to contact the proctors. What do you do?"

That was Ken's first paper,the rest carried their personal horrendous wit. To think of it, they hadn't inquired how to call the proctors, the proctors always came to them, this was some measurement of their intelligence. 

Ken gripped his pen and drew down some answers.

"Question two: As part of the examination, your agility was tested on a very nerve wrecking situation, you were intimidated to penetrate Simbi who was intimidated to open her legs. What do you do? "

"what the f—" Ken nearly made that too loud but he was still save to continue writing the exams quietly. 

"Question three: Supposed the ground beneath the hall gave way and you all fall into pits too smooth to crawl out of, what do you think the proctors will do? "

"Question four: What if the last examination is to find your guardians, where will you be look?"

The hall though silent was containing a vibrance stirred by the questions. Ken did fill like the ground would give way,and the realness of the questions were possible things. He was expecting them to happen. Other questions felt like they were prying his personality, and his answers exposed his patterns of thinking which may be used against him in the future. Problem solving? Obviously, what was he expecting. 

He flipped the pages after answering them, and flipped again, and again and again, till the seven page pamphlet was done. The last two question though, "how do you think you will submit these papers?"

"I will live them on my desk"

"If you were nervous about failing, don't you think people who fail may get offed actually so this place's secrecy because memory wiping may be jugged with psychiatric tricks,so killing is firmer method. How would you survive?"

"I would survive by passing the exam, something I can make possible by exercising my mindset before entering the hall"

"Which proctor would most likely be a murderer?"

"Given how I don't know any of them, I'd suspect everyone. But proctor3 looks like a bastard"

That was Ebu's own last question. "I'm done"

"I'm done"

Ebu and Ken announced simultaneously, shortly followed by Bummy then the others. 

"It's eighteen minutes elapsed" said Proctor3, "Are you all showboating? Whatever, collect their papers"

Proctor5 and Proctor2 and Proctor4 moved to pick up the notes from their desk.

"Come to think of it,i didn't access how the proctors were watching us as we wrote. The questions were too distracting, I'm a little traumatized" Ken thought to himself. He imagined something gory to happen before they left the hall. If not, then it must still be spectacularly unusual. 

"Time for Stage two of problem solving" Proctor3 bawled that whilst turning on the projector.