524. Test

The world has become different.

Master extraordinary power and at least have some ability to protect yourself.

In this regard, Westerners have always been action-oriented.

Gil's father nodded quickly. "I also think that Gil should be allowed to learn some extraordinary knowledge... However, there is no plan to build a mysterious university in our country in the media at all... According to gossip, whether it is private individuals or parliament, the mastery of mystery is too little, so little that it is difficult to form a system and teaching materials..."

"Then go to Dongfang. Doesn't Dongfang already have a Hogwarts? And it also promises to recruit students from all over the world?"

Gil's mother gritted her teeth and said.

"I've seen the school's website... it's very..." Gil's father choked up. "There is no English version at all... I can't get through on the phone either."

"That's not a problem. If the phone doesn't work and the email doesn't work, I will find a Xia Wen translator and a tutor... Little Gil must learn the language there. Before that, you must sign up for him, otherwise he will always sleep in the study."

When it comes to educating their children, mothers are still very effective.

Poor Gil's father had no choice but to make a phone call looking for a suitable translator and tutor with a miserable look on his face, and asked someone to find out how to register East City Mystery Academy no matter what.

After the worldwide panic subsided, what replaced it was Frenzy! For the extraordinary power of Frenzy!

As the first mysterious university, East City Mystery Academy naturally carries all the focus.

The entire world's media is paying attention to its enrollment and the opening of the school.

Many reporters rushed into East City, not only local ones, but also from other places and foreign countries, but unfortunately they could not find the address of the Mystery Academy.

A discussion about this being a scam gradually became more and more popular.

Inside the college.

In the conference room.

Sulu gathered his backbone and prepared for a meeting. "I have finished writing the occult teaching materials. The first year of freshmen will focus on learning, cultivating perception and spirituality. After mastering 'Spirit Mark', we will provide rituals and potions to help them advance... Of course, this costs a lot, so students have two options. The first is to pay at their own expense, and the second is to sign an agreement with us to stay at the school to teach after graduation."

"I have no problem with this, but..." Cheng Feng kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Now the number of applicants has exceeded 500,000, and candidates come from all over the world. What should we do? Should we base it on scores?"

"Of course this is impossible... the conditions for becoming a transcendent are more spiritual and emotional, or 'artist' talent."

Of course, there are various professions, among which [Arcanist] is very suitable for researchers who are more rational.

But Sulu will not release powerful professional content similar to [Arcanist].

"So, there must be a second round of exams."

Sulu crossed his fingers with his hands, rested his elbows on the table, and said calmly, "I have selected more than a dozen admissions points across the country... All candidates who want to apply must go to the admissions points for the second selection, otherwise they will be deemed to have given up."

"What about the foreign candidates? And the elementary school?" Lin Hong asked, raising his hand.

"Similarly, if you are not even willing to come this far, then you are not qualified to come into contact with the mystery." Sulu said flatly.

Accepting some international students is also for the purpose of spreading Spirit Mark.

Moreover, the talent pool in the entire world definitely has more choices than just one country.

Although, due to his own emotional inclination, the standards he set for international candidates will definitely be much stricter than those for local candidates, and the number of admissions will be reduced to the limit.

East City test center.

Ximen Ping looked at the dark mass of heads with anxiety, wondering if it was a wrong decision for him to drive here?

'Many of the candidates here can get into one book, how can I compete with them?'

He is a bit numb, full of the fear of a scumbag facing a top student.

Even, in some corners, he saw blond and blue-eyed foreigners.

"Master Ximen, here!"

A fair, fat man waved his hands vigorously.

"A Yun!"

Ximen Ping walked over and held the little fat man's hand. "Are you here too?"

As a good friend, of course he shared the news with the little fat man, who immediately signed up, because he happened to be studying at East City, so he didn't even have to travel hard.

The two chatted for a while, and then Ximen Ping asked worriedly, "I don't know what the test will be on site. Is it a physical fitness test?"

"Anyway, I heard... it seems to be a very mysterious thing, such as qualifications and so on!"

A Yun said solemnly, pointing to the men in black who were maintaining order, "Did you see that? That is our highest extraordinary person response center - Heavenly Net! It is actually their people who are maintaining order."

"Attention all candidates, please register, queue up to get your number, and take the test!"

After the real test started, Ximen Ping found that the speed was very fast.

I took my ID and scanned it to get my number, and then entered the examination room to take the test. Within a few seconds of entering alone, the candidate came out confused.

Because there are many examination rooms and tens of thousands of people are tested, it seems that it can be completed in one day.

"Next!"

Ximen Ping waited in line for two hours. Because he was very nervous, he felt that time passed very quickly, and it wasn't long before it was his turn.

He entered the examination room and found that apart from the Heavenly Net members who maintained order, there was only one examiner. She was a fashionable woman who resembled an urban white-collar worker. She was casually sitting behind her desk, looking at her laptop. In front of her was a crystal ball on velvet.

"Examination number ***, Ximen Ping! Put your hand on the crystal ball!"

Li Weiwei was so busy that he felt dizzy and his expression was very bad.

Ximen Ping quickly stepped forward and placed his hand on the crystal ball.

In an instant, a large number of emotions seemed to emerge in his heart.

He seemed to see the blue sky and white clouds, and then saw the earth cracking and lava erupting into Abyss.

'Is this... supernatural? It's so magical!'

After coming into contact with the mystery, Ximen Ping felt that a certain yearning in his heart was suddenly opened.

"Well..." Li Weiwei quickly typed a line on the computer. "Okay, get off!"

"Huh?"

Ximen Ping widened his eyes. "Examiner, did I... pass?"

"Go home and wait for notification!"

Li Weiwei waved his hand impatiently, perhaps because of his good attitude, and added, "The notice will come out soon, and it will not delay your second batch of admissions."

Ximen Ping walked out of the examination room in a daze, his head filled with the philosophical trilogy of 'Who am I? Where am I? What am I going to do?'.

"It's terrible... Aping."

Not long after, A Yun also came out with a sad face. "Is that crystal ball meant to measure mental strength or something? It doesn't react no matter how much I touch it, what should I do?"

"I don't know either..."

Ximen Ping feels a little square.

He suspected that he had also been kicked down. The reason why he was asked to go back and wait for notification was to avoid gathering here to cause trouble!