At that moment, the announcement of yet another "Excellent" grade hit the room like a silent bomb.Gasps filled the air, followed by a wave of murmuring and confused glances. The scoreboard had just been updated. That was the second "Excellent" mark given out today—and again, no name was revealed.The tension among the participants doubled instantly. Many had only managed “Good” or “Very Good” grades, and even those had taken tremendous effort under pressure. But now? Someone out there had two flawless victories already, and no one knew who it was. The judges were keeping it secret, following protocol, but the mystery only made things worse.One of the groups—Team Zenton from Greenstone Academy—felt the heat even more. They were one of the top-rated teams coming into the competition. Their leader, Callan, had been confident, even a little arrogant, going into the event. So far, they had only received two “Very Good” grades across the rounds, and while that was decent, it wasn’t excell

At that moment, upon hearing what Jason just said, Summer found a strange calmness begin to settle in her heart. Her hands were still trembling, but her mind was no longer in chaos. Jason’s words echoed in her ears like quiet thunder—truthful, painful, but real. She hated it, but deep down, she could feel it… he was right.This wasn’t just about the competition anymore. It wasn’t even about getting a grade. This was real. This was what being a vet meant. Sometimes, no matter how skilled, how intelligent, or how determined you were, you couldn’t save every life. Sometimes, doing the right thing meant letting go.Summer slowly turned to Jason and nodded.“You’re right,” she said quietly, her voice cracking. “Sometimes we should think beyond the profession… beyond the result. Sometimes mercy is more important than achievement.”Then she asked softly, “What should I do, Jason? If I agree with you… if we’re really doing this, should I just give the pig an injection? And then write in my re

At that moment, when the announcer's voice echoed through the hall, all heads turned sharply, every pair of eyes wide with tension and curiosity. There was no single breath in the room that wasn’t held back in anticipation. Everyone stood, frozen, waiting to hear the name—the name of the one who had done the impossible. A silence fell so thick you could hear the hum of the electricity running through the wires overhead.They all knew what it meant to get an "excellent" grade, even just one. The competition had been fierce. The tasks had pushed them to their limits—surgery without error, diagnosis under pressure, and situations where even the most confident students had second-guessed themselves. And here… someone hadn’t just succeeded… someone had smashed through.For the past ten years, the best performer in this national-level competition had only managed two excellent grades—and that student was now one of the top five veterinary surgeons in the world. Even he was still being studi

At that moment, silence took over the room like a heavy fog.Everyone—students, teachers, judges, and even the organizers—were looking at each other in confusion. Whispers broke out, not because they understood what was going on, but because they didn’t. The entire hall was suddenly tense. This was no longer a moment of celebration. This was now a courtroom of eyes and ears.The head judge, a man known for his calm demeanor, narrowed his eyes and spoke into the mic, “Mr. Bryce, please be clear with your words. This is a serious accusation.”Bryce nodded, his voice now firmer. “Yes, it is a serious accusation. And it’s the truth. This is not just me throwing words. I’m bringing back what you all tried to bury!”He paused and pointed at Summer.“All of you remember the scandal that rocked this exam’s last major event—when a judge was accused of favoring a participant. It was a huge issue. The story went around that my family, the Lancaster family, interfered, paid their way to push some

At that moment, hearing what Jason just said, all the judges felt a rising tension knotting in their chests. His words had done more than provoke—it had ignited something dangerous in the room. The crowd was no longer silent observers. Now they were listening. Students whispered among themselves. Guests leaned forward in their seats. Media personnel, once focused on the celebration, had now turned their cameras and microphones directly at the podium. Every lens, every eye, every ear was now locked on the unfolding drama. This was the exact situation the judges had hoped to avoid. They had worked so hard over the years to maintain a particular image—an image of fairness, excellence, prestige. But now, that image was cracking, threatened by a man who didn't belong, who had no position in the field, no known background—and yet, his voice was powerful enough to make even the senior organizers shift uncomfortably. It wasn’t just what Jason said. It was how he said it. With absolute co