Hundred
Silva read through the paper, and as expected, it was all from the materials that he and Lia had studied.
With his memory, solving it was no issue, so without much thought, he started writing. He blazed through the questions like they were nothing.
In less than five minutes, all hundred questions were done. He placed it down on the table and looked at the timer—only five minutes had gone by.
"I am done," Silva said. The cube came close to him, scanned the paper, and scored it.
{Perfect Hundred}
{You have passed}
The cube said, and Silva was transferred out of the isolated space. He looked around the hall—everyone else still had their eyes shut, still taking the exams.
The only person that was awake was the man who had spoken to them before the exam.
The man noticed that someone was awake. He looked at Silva with shock.
'Is he already finished? It has only been five minutes. No one has ever finished in such a short time.