"Thunder Clan?"
Inside the Main Control Room, Dilan, who had initially been yawning, perked up slightly. His expression darkened further. "Has every Tom, Dick, and Harry really come here this year?"
After watching the evaluations of nearly a hundred candidates, Dilan felt increasingly disappointed. He had originally been hoping for some unexpected miracle, but as it turned out, he had been overthinking it...
It made sense when he thought about it. Even an outstanding commoner, so long as they had any ambition, would choose a school where resources were easier to obtain, right? Even if they truly wanted to enter Starry Sky Academy, they would most likely wait another year. Most of those who came at this stage were probably people who had noticed that Starry Sky Academy had lowered its admission score and wanted to muddle through a university diploma despite having no prospects...
"You're wrong about that..." The Snow Elf professor corrected the overall evaluations submitted by the instructors below without looking up. "In this year's toilet-like environment, this little fellow may be one of the few pieces of gold in a pile of crap..."
Dilan's eyelid twitched. What kind of bizarre metaphor was that?
But then he looked toward the dedicated screen among the sixty screens that belonged to the little fellow named Chen Ye. Although this Snow Elf had a poisonous tongue, there were very few people capable of earning a word or two of praise from him...
The Examination Hall was a specially constructed layered space. Each examination hall had at least three instructors seated inside. It was hard to imagine that the Magic Beast Academy, where it was easiest to pull strings, would assign such a high level of staffing for the examinations. Every space actually had three star-ranked instructors overseeing it!
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