They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 645: Why Her Again?

Sleaned forward; others raised their phones to record. It wasn’t just another contestant anymore, it was her.

Everyone had been waiting for this one.

On the judges’ panel, Chinyere immediately adjusted her glasses, a small, knowing smile forming on her face.

"This should be interesting," she murmured to Hannah.

Hannah nodded slowly, folding her hands together. "I've watched all her exams so far. She always surprises me.

Her thinking isn’t just sharp, it’s... different."

Clifford leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. "Strategy, hmm? Let's see if her reputation holds up."

The camera feeds online flickered with activity. Comments flooded in from watchers across the academy and

beyond:

@mylifemyrules: Finally! The White Princess is up!

@ifitsnoturgentleaveit: This is the one I've been waiting for.

@dontlookatme: Bet she outsmarts everyone again!

@Whitefamilyno.1fan: Team Nnenna, let's go!

Up in the audience, her family from Prigrian sat in quiet pride. King White's calm, composed demeanor didn’t

hide the faint gleam of pride in his eyes. Queen White clasped her hands together, whispering a brief prayer

under her breath.

Beside them, Ava smiled softly, her expression a blend of affection and fierce confidence "Don’t worry Mom.

She's ready for this."

Arthur sat straighter as his student stepped into the spotlight. His expression didn’t change much, but those who

knew him well could see the faintest shift, the quiet, unspoken trust in his eyes.

Carl whistled under his breath. "Show them what you’ve got, Nnenna."

"Let’s see the evidence of the past few months." Darius whispered his eyes not leaving the stage.

Down in the lower stands, George, sitting a few seats away from Linda, tried to maintain a neutral expression,

but there was a flicker in his gaze, the kind that betrayed both curiosity and something more personal. After

Linda’s stunning performance, all eyes were on him too.

And then she appeared.

Nnenna walked up to the stage with calm, deliberate steps. Her posture was straight, confident but not arrogant.

She paused for a moment, scanning the audience. Her gaze traveled through the hall, absorbing every flicker of

light, every expectant face, until her eyes met those who mattered most.

Her adopted parents, King and Queen White. Ava. Arthur. Carl. Darius. George.

Each face carried a different meaning. Support. Trust. Challenge. History.

The air thickened with anticipation as the MC turned to the panel.

"Judges ready?"

"Ready," they replied in unison.

"Candidate Nnenna," the MC declared, "you may begin."

The massive screen flickered, and the next question appeared in bold white letters. The moment it did, the entire

hall went silent.

It wasn’t just any question.

Even from a distance, students of Strategy in the audience could tell it was far beyond the usual scope for the

Strategy major.

Complex, layered, and clearly built on a master’s degree level material, something that could stump even the

qualified lecturers of sother academies.

Gasps rippled through the room.

"Wait... what?" someone whispered.

"That's not fair, why’s hers so complicated?"

"Did they mix up the questions?"

Even the judges exchanged uneasy glances.

Clifford frowned, leaning forward to read the question again. "That's... advanced," he muttered. "This wasn’t on

the approved difficulty range."

Beside him, Hannah turned sharply to Chinyere. "Was this intentional? Who authorized such a jump?"

Chinyere kept her gaze fixed on the stage. Her eyes narrowed slightly, but her tone was calm. "Let's see how she

handles it."

Up in the audience, murmurs grew restless. The camera drones caught every flicker of surprise and indignation.

Online chat exploded instantly:

@Omnioraacademybreakingnews: That's a Master's level scenario. They're setting her up to fail!

@comedyishowilive: This isn’t right, she’s still Year Six!

@Prigrianstrategyagency: But it's Miss White... she might actually pull it off.

Meanwhile, Nnenna stood at the center of the stage, her expression flickering for the briefest second. Her brows

knit together as she read the problem, an advanced situational analysis requiring simultaneous tactical

adaptation, leadership foresight, and moral reasoning.

She could tell.

This wasn’t normal.

Someone wanted her to stumble.

Her family’s reaction said it all. King White sat back slowly, his fingers tightening on his armrest. "That's beyond

her level," he said in a low voice.

Queen White exhaled deeply but didn’t move. "She’s Nnenna," she said quietly. "She'll find her way through."

Ava, watching tensely, bit her lip. "They’re testing her beyond the limit... again."

Arthur's gaze darkened slightly, though his voice stayed level. "Sabotage."

Darius on the other hand was furious. He turned to Carl. "Can't you do something about this?"

"I can." Carl replied slowly, "but I don’t think I should. | believe she'll be fine."

"We just have to trust that she’s prepared for this." He added leaning back.

From her seat, Linda crossed her legs, hiding her grin behind a bored expression. Her eyes glimmered with

satisfaction. She knew exactly why the question was so hard, because she had made sure of it.

Let’s see you handle that, Miss Perfect.

But Nnenna didn’t panic.

She stood still, breathing deeply as the timer began ticking down. The audience whispered anxiously, but her

calm presence slowly began to silence them. She took a few long seconds, studying every aspect of the

question, then closed her eyes briefly, thinking.

Darius’ voices echoed in her mind.

"The foundation of everything matters. It'll always help you when things get complicated."

When she opened her eyes again, her gaze was clear. Focused.

She began her response with steady confidence, outlining her understanding of the scenabefore breaking it

down into manageable parts. Her strategy wasn’t rushed; it was deliberate, precise, like watching someone

untangle a web strand by strand.

As she spoke, she adjusted her tone to explain each reasoning layer, connecting moral logic to tactical foresight,

leadership to human emotion. By the midpoint, the room was utterly silent. Even those who didn’t understand

half of what she said could feel her brilliance.

Clifford's expression softened first. "She's... actually doing it," he said under his breath.

Hannah nodded, smiling faintly. "No panic. No stumbles. Just pure clarity."

Chinyere’s lips curved into a quiet, approving smile. "Now that’s strategy."

Up in the audience, King White exhaled slowly, sof the tension easing from his shoulders.

Queen White clasped her hands tighter, her eyes glistening with quiet pride. Ava grinned, whispering, "She’s

doing it."

"Told you guys." Carl replied with a soft laugh.

Arthur slowly relaxed as well, a faint, satisfied gleam passing through his eyes.

The online comments section practically exploded

@Prigrianbreakingnews: It’s official. She’s not human, she’s built different!

@Prigrianstrategyagency: That's master’s level logic forged with our basics! How's she even doing that?

@loveitliveit: They tried to break her, and she’s turning it into a masterclass!

@hushnow: Nnenna supremacy!

And as Nnenna concluded, her explanation wrapped everything up neatly, offering a flawless solution with a final

statement that tied logic, leadership, and ethics together.

The hall erupted into applause as she left the stage.

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But not everyone was happy.

Linda sat rigid in her seat, nails digging into her palm. Her smugness had evaporated, replaced by quiet fury as

the crowd praised the girl she was hundred percent sure would be humiliated.

She forced a smile, but her eyes betrayed her.

Nnenna had not only survived the unfair test, she had somehow dominated it using simplified foundation level

logic.

And though the results had not been announced yet, everyone already knew what it meant.

She had outsmarted the odds, and whoever tried to bring her down.

The lights dimmed slightly as the announcer’s voice echoed through the grand hall.

"Remarkable performance by Candidate Nnenna. Without further ado, let's move to her fourth major exam,

dance."

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the audience. Cameras zoomed i.

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forward gracefully, her white and gold

performance outfit glinting faintly.

She took a deep breath, then bowed lightly to the judges.

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The audience began to cheer softly, mesmerized.

Even Hannah smiled openly. "She’s got natural poise. Look at that balance."

Clifford nodded. "That's not just skill, that’s confidence."

Chinyere only hummed quietly, taking notes but clearly impressed.

Meanwhile, Linda sat several rows down, eyes narrowing with every cheer that followed Nnenna’s movements.

Her jaw tightened. The attention, the admiration, it was all supposed to be hers.

Why her again? she thought bitterly.

Then, as if on cue, that sdistorted voice whispered from deep within her mind, sharp and cold:

"Quit feeling sorry for yourself, Linda. There is still something you can do. Go closer to the stage."

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