Chapter 538 Mirabe had barely finished testing Vincent a “Haven’t checked yet when she looked up


    and rattled off her registration number to Jenna Jenna punched in the digits with deliberate care and hit


    the search button. The webpage took its sweet time to load before revealing the First session: 120


    points. Second session: 180 points. Total score: 300 points. City rank: 1st. Even ustomed to


    Mirabe’s freakish brilliance, Jenna felt a surreal haze descend upon her as she gazed at the scores.


    The first session was tough, sure, but the second? How on earth did this wiz nall a perfect score?


    Jenna held onto her phone, stunned, before finally swiveling her gaze to the eve teetering on the brink


    of her tongue, but then she mped it shut. Better not to Sensing Jenna’s hesitation, Mirabe arched


    an eyebrow. “Got it?” Jenna nodded: “Perfect score. Top of the city.” nosed Mirabe. Her mouth


    opened, questions some questions just served to crush spirits. Mirabe showed no sign of surprise;


    instead, she calmly diverted her attention back to her phone and typed a message to Vincent. [300]


    Vincent replied: [Legend. I bow to you. Now, be a pal and send me the breakdown of thatst beast of


    a problem on the second session’s test?] Vincent closed Messenger, his eyes flicking back to the


    league score page. His own score read 285–second ce in the city. He wasn’t one to wallow in


    defeat, not even when chasing the elusive Queen Mira. Phone off, Vincent returned to reality just as his


    desk–mate sauntered back from the restroom. The guy dropped into his seat and looked over “So,


    what did you rake in on the test?” Vincent, momentarily lost in thought, shared his score. A thumbs–up


    rocketed his way. “Vincent, you yed it! I sneaked a peek at mine while in the john–just scraped 200


    Vincent offered a supportive pat on his buddy’s shoulder, but his thoughts took another turn. “You know


    someone from Eagle High, right?” “Uh–huh, what about them?” The desk–mate seemed poised to


    inquire about Vincent’s rank but got sidetracked. “They threw down the gauntlet with usst week,


    remember? Could you find out Jack’s score for me?” While the city and state rankings were out,


    national standings were still under wraps. Though Mira aced it with a wless score, Vincent’s curiosity


    about Jack’s performance lingered. The desk–mate whipped out his phone. “On it. But Jack’s a math


    demon; he’s probably clinched the national top spot again.” Chatting while texting, he didn’t imply that


    Vincent couldn’t match Jack–just that Jack was a known powerhouse with a trophy case to prove it.


    Vincent’s eyebrows shot up. “We’ll see about that.” Before Mira entered the picture, Vincent might’ve


    agreed. But now, every contender seemed like a small fry. His desk–mate tapped out a message on


    Messenger, then looked up with a quizzical expression. “What do you mean ‘we’ll see?’ And hey, with


    your score, you’re a shoo–in for city champ, right?” The test had been brutal, especially those four


    monstrosities on the second session that seemed designed for superhumans–even the math teachers


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