"Isn't this selection process a little too haphazard?"
"Sign up first, then go through a strength assessment, and that's it?"
"Are there no other tests?"
"Don't they even check what kind of person someone is?"
Half a month flew by. After learning how the selection worked, Chen Changan felt it was far too much of a farce.
"These people were all recommended. For most of them, it's really just a formality."
"To put it plainly, the strength assessment is just to show them that there are plenty of powerful people in the Heavenly Feng Sacred Dynasty, so they shouldn't get too full of themselves."
"Think of it as a warning."
"As for their character, Lord has said that can be subtly shaped over time."
"After all, education should be open to all. Everyone deserves the chance to correct their shortcomings."
Education should be open to all?
If everyone deserved a chance, why bother with recommended slots?
What a hypocrite—he wanted to have it both ways.
"Chen Changan?"
"You're alive?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out, making Chen Changan's heart jolt.
Damn it, why was that bastard here too?
What were the odds?
Not far away, Lin Xiaozhong came charging toward Chen Changan, his face alight with excitement and shock.
Lin Xiaozhong had never imagined he would run into Chen Changan here. Wasn't he dead? He'd even prepared a grave for him.
Why was he here?
Was he not dead?
"Do you know me?"
Chen Changan's next words left Lin Xiaozhong even more bewildered.
"I'm Lin Xiaozhong. Don't you remember me?"
"Chen Changan, you're alive! Why didn't you come find me?"
"And didn't you say you weren't interested in the Heavenly Feng Sacred Dynasty? How come you came here ahead of me?" Lin Xiaozhong's words made the soldier who had brought