Chapter 275
Beric sat slumped on the ground, glaring intently at the paper. He paid no mind to the curious glances of passersby.
He held the paper up to the light, squinting and frowning repeatedly. Though he could now read names and numbers, the examiner’s messy scrawl made it nearly impossible to decipher.
“Beric. This is my name. The 180 written here is my height, right? Then what’s this 177 below it?”
It was the medical examination form from the first screening. Having to process hundreds of people quickly, the examiner’s handwriting had degenerated into illegible scribbles.
Already barely literate – to him, white was paper and black was writing. Xiaoshi, who had been quietly listening beside him, shook his head.
“…Number 180, Beric. Height 177.”
“My height is 177? That can’t be right. What about yours?”
Swhish!
Beric snatched Xiaoshi’s form and compared the same section. His height was marked as ‘179.7’, recorded down to the decimal point. Beric jumped to his feet, waving the paper in protest.