a few years later
West 47th District
A-Jing sat quietly on the stone steps at the door of the house, like a peaceful picture.
Time flies, time flies, and it has been more than a few years since she came here.
Here, people affectionately call her "A-Jing". This is not a random move, but comes from her extraordinary tranquility and tranquility.
As the days passed, this title gradually became a part of her life, and she accepted it happily.
At this time, a burst of rapid footsteps broke the silence. A boy rushed out of the house in a hurry, holding a piece of paper tightly in his hand.
The piece of paper seemed to be given life, dancing happily in the wind, making a crisp and sweet whistling sound.
The boy galloped all the way and did not stop until he reached A-Jing. He was panting heavily and his chest was heaving violently. It was obvious that he had just experienced a fierce running.
After calming down a little, the boy raised his head and stared at A-Jing with burning eyes.
His eyes were shining brightly, like two carefully polished black gems, shining brightly in the bright sunshine.
A-Jing stared at the boy in front of him quietly, his big and smart eyes blinking slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he remained silent.
The boy raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said in a relaxed and cheerful tone, "I have decided to go to that place! Why don't you go too?"
His tone sounded more like he was preparing to embark on a pleasant outing, rather than stepping into the school hall full of unknowns and challenges.
Then, the boy added, "After all, there are not many people with special spiritual powers like you. It would be a shame if you miss the opportunity to study at the Spiritual Arts Academy!"
After saying that, he winked at A-Jing playfully.
However, in the face of the boy's enthusiastic invitation, A-Jing still had no reaction and stood there like a sculpture.
When the boy saw this, he was not discouraged. Instead, he continued to persuade patiently, "As long as we go there, we can become the respected Soul Reaper in the future! By then, we will be able to protect this land more powerfully and effectively!"
Despite this, A-Jing remained silent and just stared at the boy silently.
Time passed by, and a subtle and tense atmosphere filled the air...
He pursed his lips, as if he knew she would not answer, "It doesn't matter, think about it slowly, the enrollment deadline is still a few days away, I'll wait for you."
He turned around and ran back to his house, stopped at the door, and called over his shoulder, "If you want to go, wait for me at the entrance of the village tomorrow morning! I will take you to Seireitei!"
The registration point is located next to Hakudo Gate, instead of being set up in all four districts like in previous years.
Students came from all over Rukongai, some walked for a few days, some walked for more than ten days, standing in line in front of the booth, moving forward one by one, and when it was their turn, they walked to the table, put their hands on Reishi Stone, waited for the stone to glow, waited for the team member responsible for registration to report the number, waited for the number to be written into the roster, and then walked aside to wait for the next link.
"Twentyth grade" "Twentyth grade" "Twentyth grade" "Nineteenth grade" "Twentyth grade" "Twentyth grade" "Eighteenth grade" "Twentyth grade" "Twentyth grade"
The process of Spiritual Might Test is very simple
Reishi Stone's reaction to Reiatsu is divided into twenty levels, with first level being the highest and level twenty being the lowest.
Most of the wandering souls' Spiritual Might are in the 20th level. Occasionally, there are "highly qualified" people in the 18th or 19th level. The team members responsible for registration will mark them on the roster, but this is not to treat them differently. Spiritual Arts Academy does not select students, regardless of the Spiritual Might level, as long as they come, they will be accepted.
The purpose of Spiritual Might Test is not to screen, but to record. We will know what level the student was when he came in, and we will see how much he has improved when he graduates.
The boy is in the middle of the queue at the registration point
His name is A-Sheng, West 47th District. The boy who lives next door to A-Jing eats so much that everyone in West 47th District knows about him. One person can feed three people, but there is only one person's labor force, so the family has always been poor, so poor that he must come to the Spiritual Arts Academy
"A-Sheng, 19th grade"
The team member in charge of registration wrote "Nineteenth grade" on the roster without raising his head, and then shouted to the back of the team, "Next one."
A-Sheng took his hand off Reishi Stone. He didn't quite understand what nineteen degrees meant. He only knew that it was neither the highest nor the lowest. He didn't ask any questions and walked aside.
A-Jing was a dozen positions behind A-Sheng. She lowered her head and lowered her eyes, looking at the heels of those in front of her, and moved forward step by step.
She didn't know why she came. Maybe it was because A-Sheng shouted
Anyway, here we come
The line is getting shorter and shorter. The people in front walk to the table one by one, put their hands on Reishi Stone, hear their Spiritual Might level, and then walk aside, A-Jing looks at the stone
"Next"
A-Jing raised her head, there was no one in front of her, the team member responsible for registration was looking at her, holding a pen in her hand, the pen tip hanging over the roster, waiting for her to come over
"Put your hands up." The player's voice was not loud.
The team member responsible for registration looked down at the roster, then looked up at Reishi Stone, then looked down at the roster again. He rubbed his eyes. It wasn't because his eyes were itchy, but because he suspected that he had read it wrong.
He looked at the stone, then at A-Jing, then at the stone again.
"Sixteenth grade" His voice was lower than before. He didn't lower his voice intentionally, but he hadn't digested this number yet.
He lowered his head and wrote "Sixteenth Class" on the roster
"What's your name? Have you practiced Reiatsu control before?"
"Ah? No... my name is A-Jing"
Several people at the back heard "Sixteenth Wait", some took a breath, some whispered "It's so high", some said nothing and just looked at A-Jing's back.
The "next" team member recorded that his expression did not change much.
A-Sheng looked at her with wide eyes. "Sixteenth grade? You?"
A-Jing nodded