Everyone who Deceived me Now begging me to be a Human Chapter 36

Chapter 36: What Makes You Think You’re Better Than Me?

[Rage Level: 5000]

This is fucking outright mockery!

The group of top students at the entrance all glared at Rong Ziyin, convinced he was subtly showing off. After all, he was the only one to score perfect marks on this mock exam.

Especially that top student from the Human Geography Department, who couldn’t hold back and snapped at Rong Ziyin, “Don’t get cocky! A temporary win doesn’t count as a real victory. The last one laughing wins. If you’re so confident, pick our team for the surprise attack this time. Let’s see who comes out on top in the actual competition field.”

This was a direct declaration of war against Rong Ziyin!

Now, everyone else instinctively held their breath, waiting to see how Rong Ziyin would respond.

It was common knowledge that the show’s production team followed a pattern: the subject areas covered in the mock exam rankings would largely determine the topics for the upcoming live broadcast.

Therefore, it was predictable that the live competition questions would primarily focus on human geography.

None of the three from Agricultural University, including Rong Ziyin, had relevant majors. But the team from the Department of Human Geography did. Their other members held dual degrees in History and Archaeology.

Clearly, even if Rong Ziyin himself was capable, his team simply couldn’t compete with the other side.

Yet in this situation, if Rong Ziyin refused, it would raise suspicions of cowardice and deception. After all, his simulated ranking results had already stunned everyone.

The program’s dedicated thread on the Agricultural University forum had exploded with furious criticism directed at the production team.

“Damn it, have they lost their minds? Whether Rong Ziyin excels in human geography or not, he’s our university’s treasure! He’s a legitimate researcher with published work! Have these people gone mad chasing sensationalism?”

“This is just messing with people! Specialization matters. I’m in the humanities myself. This round’s questions weren’t so much deep as they were broad—lots of obscure topics. Anyone with a wide enough knowledge base could pass, but going deeper was tough.”

“Let me speak up for fairness—the production team is really targeting our agri-university. I volunteered at Yanjing Library. If you’re curious, check the circulation records. Search for ‘Rong Ziyin’ and you’ll find surprises. I roughly estimated he borrowed 60% of the humanities and social sciences books there. Judging by the loan durations, he must have read them all!”

“Holy crap! Is that true?”

“Then this proves our academic star has real talent! Damn it, this is infuriating!”

The Agricultural University students were furious. Meanwhile, netizens were eagerly awaiting Rong Ziyin’s response.

Public opinion is like a three-person tiger—a lie repeated three times by different people becomes reality.

Take now, for instance: 60% of netizens are convinced Rong Ziyin either guessed randomly or got leaked questions beforehand. They believe that if he refuses to answer or fails to lead his team to victory over the Humanities and Geography Department when the show airs, it will be ironclad proof of their claims.

Suspicion and anger were mounting. Through the system, unfamiliar names kept flashing through Rong Ziyin’s mind.

The system was nearly crying from rage: These bastards are inhuman!

Yet Rong Ziyin showed no sign of anger. Instead, he leaned against the table and stared at the group by the door for a moment.

When Rong Ziyin didn’t smile, his gaze was cold and detached.

The timid one from the Department of Geography and Humanities forced himself to speak up, “Do you dare accept the challenge?”

“Make up your mind! Give us a straight answer!”

[Barking-up-the-wrong-tree value: 1000]

“I’m fine with it, but what are you afraid of?” Rong Ziyin turned to his PD as if suddenly realizing something. “Have the results come out already?”

It was his first time competing, and he genuinely didn’t know mock exams were graded instantly by machines.

Earlier, a classmate had ordered salted duck eggs for their family, so after finishing the exam and ending the livestream, Rong Ziyin rushed to pack the parcel. He hadn’t noticed this development at all.

Only now, seeing everyone’s reactions, did he belatedly grasp the situation.

The PD, prompted by the production team, leaned in close to Rong Ziyin and whispered, “Yes. You scored perfect marks. Ranked first.”

“Ah! I get it now.” Rong Ziyin nodded, then turned to the humanities and geography guy and asked, “So you didn’t score higher than me, right?”

“???” [Embarrassment Level 1000] Wasn’t that fucking obvious? If you got first place, of course I scored lower than you. The humanities and geography guy nearly choked on his own blood from anger.

But Rong Ziyin’s next question was even more ruthless: “So how many points did you score less than me?”

Holy shit! Slap in the face. Now the others who had followed along were stunned too, all casting sympathetic glances at the humanities and geography genius.

The human geography whiz, determined not to lose face, gritted his teeth and said, “Two points.”

“That’s not much.” Seeing how emotionally shaken the guy was, on the verge of breaking down, Rong Ziyin kindly offered some comfort. “This exam was really tough. I couldn’t even answer the last question for sure. I hesitated for two extra seconds before turning it in.”

“Don’t sweat two points. Learning never stops, after all.”

Was that even human speech? Why did they come here to humiliate themselves?

This time, it wasn’t just the humanities and geography whiz. Everyone gathered at the door, waiting to ask Rong Ziyin for the results, fell silent.

For a fleeting moment, everyone felt like they were fools who’d walked right into Rong Ziyin’s trap just to be mocked. The earlier anger dissipated completely amidst these exchanges.

“I’m heading back to study,” someone from the group of accusers spoke up first, preparing to leave.

After all, learning never ends. Wasting time here was pointless—better to go back and hit the books.

Soon, more followed suit.

Only the guy from the Humanities and Geography Department remained standing before Rong Ziyin’s door. But after staring at Rong Ziyin for a long while, all he could do was grow increasingly furious, his whole body trembling, unable to utter a word.

Seeing how utterly crushed he was, Rong Ziyin felt a twinge of pity.

After all, he was a golden boy who’d sailed through life without a hitch. Facing his first setback, it was only natural he’d feel crushed.

So Rong Ziyin walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and said, “Bro, chill out. Winning and losing is just part of the game. If you’re really feeling down, wanna come feed the geese with me to unwind?”

Humanities and Geography major: ???

【Confusion Level: 1000】

What the heck is “feeding geese”? Aren’t they supposed to be competing?

In the end, for reasons he couldn’t quite pin down, the guy from the Department of Human Geography ended up following Rong Ziyin into the courtyard to feed geese.

He’d assumed Rong Ziyin had some secret signal, planning to share confidential info once they were out of camera range.

But he never imagined Rong Ziyin meant it literally.

Right now, in the garden beneath their feet, there really was a flock of baby geese!

Tiny, smaller than the palm of a hand, covered in soft yellow down, they waddled toward them on their stubby little legs.

Baby geese: Daddy, we’re here!

Having not seen Rong Ziyin for most of the day, the goslings, still in their early stages of life, missed him terribly. Even with two people arriving, their eyes remained fixed only on Daddy’s exceptionally handsome face.

Rong Ziyin crouched down, setting the small bowl of food before them while introducing his new companions. “These are people I just met. Remember to be friendly!”

The goslings lifted their heads in unison. Their bright, black-bean eyes finally reflected the image of a humanities and geography scholar.

Fluffiness was always a cure for the soul. He’d been feeling down, but under the gaze of the adorably clueless goslings, his gloom melted away. He even reached out to pet one.

But the moment he drew near, the gosling shrieked and bolted away.

“Waaah! That ugly person touched me! I’m dirty now! I’m not clean anymore!” It fluttered over to Rong Ziyin, flapping its wings and demanding to be picked up while wailing, “If Daddy doesn’t give me kisses, I’ll cry so hard I’ll die of dehydration!”

“It depends on whether Daddy feels sorry for me, QAQ!”

“Stop being such a drama queen.” Rong Ziyin sighed, lifting it up by the scruff. He tugged on the tuft of fluff atop its head, then couldn’t resist giving its plump little belly a gentle pat.

“Hehehe.” With its wish granted, the little goose grinned foolishly, squinting in Rong Ziyin’s palm.

The human geography student watched with growing impatience, finally asking Rong Ziyin, “Is it because they don’t know me that they won’t let me touch them?”

“Not exactly. Geese are generally pretty bold creatures,” Rong Ziyin tried to explain in a less hurtful way. “Maybe they just prefer good-looking people.”

“……” [Devastation Level: 1000] The humanities and geography whiz’s confidence shattered completely. He spat out, “I’ll definitely beat you on tomorrow’s show!” before covering his face and running off crying.

Rong Ziyin stood dumbfounded where he was, instinctively asking the system, “Are young people these days this fragile?”

The system was utterly speechless. “Rong, I don’t think this has anything to do with fragility.”

“Any normal person would want to die after being hit with such relentless blows. This academic star is actually incredibly resilient.”

Rong Ziyin: Oh, alright then!

Thus, with the enemy collapsing so swiftly, Rong Ziyin could only shake his head and sigh.

Meanwhile, the scattered top students logged into WeChat and began discussing the matter in the competition group.

The group admin suddenly chimed in, “I think we should bring Rong Ziyin’s team into the competition early.”

“What do you mean?” The other group members didn’t catch on at first, but then it dawned on everyone.

Though today was just a mock exam, it was already enough to see Rong Ziyin’s true strength.

As for the challenge from the humanities and geography department’s top student, regardless of whether Rong Ziyin won this time, his very presence alone was enough to make a stunning debut.

Therefore, Rong Ziyin’s team joining the competition group was a done deal—there was no need to wait for another match.

“Let’s vote on it!” The group admin initiated an anonymous poll.

Five minutes later, the results came in: nearly unanimous approval. The group admin requested Rong Ziyin’s WeChat ID from the Youth Class captain, intending to add him as a friend and bring him into the group.

“Don’t worry about it. Everyone was a bit heated earlier over the scores and not thinking clearly. They’re actually great people, no ill will.” The admin had already prepared a lengthy speech to reassure Rong Ziyin.

Their program ultimately aimed to select the strongest members to form a team to compete against international opponents. Therefore, any talent should be welcomed.

He’d overheard the PD slip that this year’s international teams were exceptionally strong, so the group admin felt more pressure than others. He genuinely didn’t want to miss out on anyone with real talent.

To his surprise, Rong Ziyin accepted the invitation without hesitation.

“…” The group admin had a mouthful of words that went completely unused. After a long silence, he could only say, “Well, have fun in the group. If you see anyone interesting, feel free to add them as a friend. Everyone here is genuinely nice.”

“Yeah, yeah, thanks admin! I think so too!” Rong Ziyin sounded genuinely pleased upon seeing the admin’s message.

Without another word, he opened the member list, scrolled through it, and clicked on every single profile picture in order, adding each member as a friend.

System: Rong, they all dislike you. Why are you adding them?

Rong Ziyin didn’t even look up as he retorted to the system: You tell me. They’ve been in closed training with the production team for a month. They must be sick of eating cafeteria food by now.

System: …You wouldn’t be thinking of…

Rong Ziyin: Yep, I would.

Thus, within thirty seconds, every contestant received a friend request from Rong Ziyin.

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