Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton

Chapter 1551: Chapter 1112: Damn, He Got a Photo of Me Again

Really good at bragging… Xisluo muttered inwardly as he took the problem set. After glancing at the first page, he froze in place, then astonished, began flipping through it seriously.

After double-checking it several times, Xisluo raised his head in disbelief, looking at Negris and saying, “Truly… truly all correct. Your wisdom is as high as 300 points? My god, you are a wise man.”

Even his address changed to a respectful tone, clearly he had been genuinely shocked.

Negris, however, was unfazed: “300 points is just the limit of the problem set, not my limit. Besides, these problem sets don’t test wisdom, they only assess knowledge levels. As long as you’ve studied before, you can solve them. Later, I’ll come up with some questions to show you what true wisdom is.”

Wisdom is wisdom, intelligence is intelligence. Some people have excellent memory, skim through things at lightning speed, calculate quickly, just like Xisluo, but that’s called intelligence.

Others are clumsy speakers, taking half a day to finish one sentence, doing thousands of monotonous, tedious comparative experiments, yet when it comes to fights or farming, no one can compare with them—like Ange.

Thus, among this group, the one with the most wisdom is actually the dazed and goofy Ange.