"Everyone, assemble in the square!"
"Fall in, fall in!"
After Luo Yunbo shouted, all the students quickly gathered in the Central Square of the Snow Peak Mountain Stockade.
There were quite a few of them—a hundred in all, each wearing the uniform of Tianlan Magic High School.
Once everyone had lined up neatly, the idle mages at the Post Station soon gathered to watch. They all looked intrigued, strange, mocking smiles spreading across their faces.
"Look, the new batch of trainees is here. We get to watch the rookies embarrass themselves again."
"Exactly. The Post Station is always liveliest when the trainees arrive. How many do you reckon will wet themselves this time?"
"I'd say at least thirty!"
"And the other seventy will faint from fright?"
The students stood in formation in the square, but they soon heard the gleeful chatter of the Post Station veterans watching them.
Most wore expressions of smug amusement, making no effort to hide their mockery of the students.
"Chief instructor!"
"The chief instructor is here!"
Before long, a pair of uniformed Military Mages marched neatly up to the students. The aura they exuded carried an unmistakable air of authority.
Leading them was none other than Zhan Kong. He wore his usual easygoing expression, his laid-back manner rather unexpected in a chief instructor.
Zhan Kong walked straight onto the platform at the front of the square, looked over the hundred students, and spoke loudly.
"Hello, everyone. I'm Zhan Kong, your chief instructor for this training. You should count yourselves lucky, because you're the first batch of trainees I've taken on since being stationed here."
"Don't worry. Since you're my first batch, I'll give you special treatment to help you pass this training assessment, which will affect your university admissions!"
"I know you're all the finest