Although the Kimworth Academy is the only academy that cultivates Fire Masters, it is not without competition.
The ancient sects and their disciples are still alive and well in the royal city.
The masters of various schools are still active in various fields.
And the independent scholars have countless followers and disciples.
Although the Kimworth Academy is large, there are not many specific branches or departments.
And there are even fewer outstanding students.
Only by holding more outstanding students can more resources be obtained for the departments, branches, and the main academy.
Similarly, the scholars also need resources to realize their own paths and theories, not to mention the food and drink for their many subordinates.
There are also various sect organizations, all of which are watching closely.
The resources in the royal city are fixed every year. Although they increase every year, it is not enough to meet the demand. The competition is about who contributes the most and who cultivates the most new talents. Otherwise, how can one prove that their path is correct?
Therefore, after Rode showed his potential, there were teachers waiting on the side specifically to prevent this outstanding seedling from being tempted away by certain shameless sect organizations.
"Let go! Do you have any shame?"
"A brainless woman who thinks all boys are shallow?"
"You are ruining the reputation! Insulting the academy's hall of fame!"
The teachers scolded Mina in unison, taking advantage of their numbers.
But Mina firmly held Rode's wrist and pretended to be pitiful as she leaned into his arms. "Wow, they're so scary. They won't hit me, will they?"
However, her mature older sister image was too deeply ingrained, and her act was not very successful.
The record keeper in the Great Library accurately wrote down this scene, which would become an interesting anecdote for the first black hole owner and be preserved as a precious piece of history.
Amidst the commotion, the bearded man shouted loudly, "What are you fighting for? The test is not over yet!"
He walked over forcefully, separating the crowd.
"Can't you wait until the test is over before fighting for it? What if it causes psychological pressure on the students and affects their performance? Don't you have any sense of public morality?"
He turned his head.
"Would this student consider the Mechanical Research Institute?"
Rode scratched his head and, seeing the murderous gazes from the teachers and Mina, had no choice but to say, "How about we finish the test first?"
The bearded man nodded and, while praising the Mechanical Research Institute, prepared various instruments and tools.
After a while, he pushed out a bed made of carved crystal and asked Rode to lie down on it.
"The psychic test is about to begin. Please cover your body with psychic energy and activate it to the maximum extent."
Rode followed his instructions and covered his body with a faint glow.
The bearded man and the man in the white coat busily operated various crystal instruments.
After a while, a detailed psychic report was produced.
Tester: Rode from Hongshi Village
Psychic Level: 2
Highest Psychic Intensity: 1398 marks
Maximum Psychic Output: 210 marks
Average Psychic Pressure: 60
Estimated Total Psychic Energy: 91-366 thousand marks
Resistance: Strong
Mental Toughness: Strong
Evaluation: Standard values for formal combat personnel. There is nothing special except for resistance and mental toughness. Only by comparing it with the tester's previous test report can one see its extraordinariness.
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After reading the report, Rode was very pleased.
This data was very detailed and much stronger than before.
The obelisk only had one soul intensity, a lonely number of 240, and Rode didn't know how strong it was specifically.
This report should be its detailed explanation.
Hmm... The soul intensity of 240 corresponds to this data. With this reference, I now know how strong I am.
I am now equivalent to a formal combat personnel, a level nine combat personnel.
But my abilities should be stronger than the average level nine combat personnel.
The bearded man said, "Compared to your fire seed attribute, your psychic energy can only be considered excellent. You still need more time to grow. The Mechanical Research Institute has just developed a set of machinery that can help you meditate quickly. Would you like to try it? It is very helpful for enhancing psychic energy."
Mina pouted and said, "Mr. Abe, stop bragging about your failed experiments. It exploded three times when someone sat on it, and three meditators suffered severe burns. Do you want to harm my little Rode?"
The bearded man angrily said, "I have made improvements. It will definitely succeed this time! You're always fussing over your useless theories. What's the use? The Mechanical Research Institute should reconsider its special contract with you!"
Mina immediately became angry. "What do you mean by useless theories! You don't understand what truth is at all!"
The bearded man sneered, "Only my path can save the royal city!"
"Hehe!"Just as they were arguing incessantly, the department head, Miller, secretly grasped Rode's wrist. A flash of spiritual light flickered on his hand, and he was brought to a bizarre world.
Rode was taken aback. Wasn't this the Spirit Realm?
He looked at his teacher in confusion, only to see her with a serious expression, dragging him through a world filled with color blocks and light pollution.
After a while, Teacher Miller stopped and whispered, "We should be here."
With another flash of spiritual light, Rode's vision blurred. The ostentation faded away, and the surroundings became real. A long round table, blue walls, and solemn decorations. This was the office of the administrative department.
The administrative department was where all affairs of Kimberly Academy were handled, a gathering place for teachers and staff.
So, did I travel here through the Spirit Realm?
Teacher Miller seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She turned her head to look at Rode, a hint of a smile appearing on her serious face.
"Rode, have a seat."
She poured Rode a cup of steaming green flower tea.
"Have a sip. It can restore your spirit and eliminate fatigue. You must be tired after the test."
"Thank you," Rode said softly, though he didn't feel particularly tired.
The only thing that was tired was his heart.
He picked up the green flower tea and carefully took a sip. The fragrance was slightly sweet, and his spirit was indeed refreshed.
Teacher Miller sat across from him and said seriously, "Rode, you should have seen what happened today. Normally, I shouldn't interfere with students' private lives, but as a teacher, I feel obliged to remind you that you should prioritize your studies at the academy. Most of you will face much harsher battlefields in the future."
She paused.
"On this point, I disagree with the king. He has made our internal environment too mild. We have a unified will of fire, yet we also have the freedom of personal choice. We need love, comfort, and lively spirits... These completely contradictory demands do not match our external environment. Although the number of people who turn dark and go mad has decreased, it has also led to a tendency for pleasure-seeking and some bad trends within us."
She looked at Rode with a gentle yet serious gaze.
"I hope you won't fall into this corrupt vortex. You should choose a partner like Kassan. Even if she is... not so perfect, spiritual love far surpasses physical attraction. I hope you understand this."
Are the teachers here also responsible for matchmaking?
Rode couldn't help but comment in his heart.
Are there any gentle and caring younger sisters among all these strong elder sister types?
However, he sensed from Teacher Miller's words that the harmonious atmosphere in the royal city was indeed a result of the king's policy changes, and the purpose should be to reduce the number of people who "turn dark" and "go mad".
Although the environment here is indeed oppressive, from your tone, it seems that this is not just a psychological issue.
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Rode suddenly had an epiphany. No wonder many of the people he had met so far, especially the medical workers, were so kind and friendly.
Everyone is trying to play the role of an angel, alleviating others' oppression and pain.
Rode couldn't help but smile.
The people in this royal city, and that king, are all so adorable.
Teacher Miller coughed and got to the point.
"Rode, from the test just now, you should have realized your potential. You have a strong spiritual vision, powerful long-range attack ability, the ability to directly damage souls, and the ability to adapt to the sewers. You are a born fighter and should be active on the front lines of battle, not become a researcher, scholar, or other support or production personnel."
She looked at Rode seriously, her eyes sparkling with hope.
"So, I hope you won't leave the special student team. Complete all your studies at Kimberly Academy and become a powerful fighter."
Only then did Rode understand what they were arguing about. He couldn't help but smile.
He had no intention of leaving. Although support and production personnel seemed safe, they were actually very dangerous for him.
"Of course," Rode agreed, "I will."
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