Like Bai Jingxuan, Lin Xiaolu was first told to wait where she was after entering the examination hall. Only then was she assigned to the equipment in the corner to begin testing the values of her Magic Armament.
The same equipment, the same process, the same examiners—everything seemed no different from Bai Jingxuan's test. Lin Xiaolu simply stood there blankly, watching the equipment scan the white scepter in her hand back and forth.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes... Just as Lin Xiaolu began to wonder why her examination was taking so long, the machine in front of her finally stopped.
Its unfolded ring-shaped scanning structure slowly folded up and retracted into the machine. The raised analysis unit gradually lowered back to level, while the indicator lights across the machine's surface flashed in a fixed rhythm, and then—
—"Beep—"
The red light came on.
The strange development immediately caught the attention of the nearby examiners. Lin Xiaolu had no idea what the red light meant, but they knew all too well: the machine had reported an error.
From Lin Xiaolu's perspective, one of the examiners put away the light screen in her hand and hurried over to the machine. She fiddled with the control interface for a while, muttering something under her breath, before turning to look at Lin Xiaolu.
"Did you touch the screen over there when you walked in?"
"Huh? What screen?" Lin Xiaolu looked bewildered.
"The one I was just operating." The examiner pointed.
"No, I was very careful when I walked over." Lin Xiaolu shook her head.
"Then when you manifested your Magic Armament, did you release too much magic power? Did the magical fluctuations affect the backup control unit over there?" The examiner wore a strange expression.
"Definitely not. It's not like I've never used