"It's really unfair. He was the one who stirred up trouble. This young man is innocent. You shouldn't strip him of his credentials." The woman spoke up for Long Chen, feeling he was innocent.
Long Chen shrugged instead, "No, no, no, I think this is pretty good. Without rules, nothing works. Handling it fairly, justly, openly, effectively, and thoroughly. Hehe, anyway, I didn't plan to sign up." Long
Chen chuckled and turned to leave, but the man was stunned. Long Chen didn't mind, but he couldn't. He'd been waiting in line for over three months, pulled many strings, and had a bright future ahead. How could he just be lost here?
"Big brother, my name is Pan Mingxiong. You probably don't know me, but you must know me. His name is Pan Mingying, a core disciple of the Divine Academy..." the man hurriedly said.
Academy disciples are divided into trainee disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and core disciples. Currently, their assessment is based on the qualifications of apprentices, while core disciples are elite elites selected from hundreds of millions of disciples, holding extremely high status.
Pan Mingxiong only felt superior because his brother was in the academy. During the queue, he mocked many people, which was extremely off-putting.
However, because loud noise was forbidden during the queue, catching him could easily result in disqualification, so no one paid him any attention.
As a result, he caused trouble with his words, provoking Long Chen. Not only did he get slapped hard in vain, but his qualification was also revoked. At this moment, he hurriedly announced his status as the big brother.
"Pan Mingying?" The one ranked forty-seventh on the Divine Path List? The disciple looked Pan Mingxiong up and down, a bit surprised.
"Yes, yes, exactly." When he learned that the disciple knew Pan Mingying's name, he immediately became proud.
"And then?" The disciple asked.
"And then?" Pan Mingxiong was stunned.
"What does this have to do with disqualifying you?" The disciple said calmly.
"You..." Pan Mingxiong was instantly stunned, and the people nearby almost burst out laughing.
"Rules are rules. That kid just said that without rules, nothing can be accomplished. He's just an ascender from the lower realm, doesn't understand the name of Lingxiao Academy, and you must be someone born in the Immortal Realm—you don't know at all?"
How could the rules of Lingxiao Academy change just because one person ranks as a disciple? You're way too naive, too lazy to waste words with you, just get lost. The disciple sneered.
"Good, good, good."
Pan Mingxiong gritted his teeth and stormed off, but judging by his demeanor, he seemed fearless, clearly ready to take revenge on that disciple.
"This is so satisfying. Back when I was at the Divine Academy, I suffered from Pan Mingying's annoyance, and now I can finally vent my anger." The disciple saw Pan Mingxiong leave and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Unfortunately, he didn't resist, otherwise we could have justifiably beaten him up."
"I guess this guy used some strings. But even if we can't drive him away, at least we can get him to queue up again. Just thinking about it makes me happy, haha..."
The two disciples left with grins, leaving the people waiting around them completely baffled and looking extremely strange.
Long Chen had no idea what happened next. He kept moving forward, and not far from the crowd's queue, there was another place where people were queuing, but there were very few people—just a dozen or so people.
This is the Miscellaneous Duty Assessment Office. Lingxiao Academy has many disciples and requires a lot of manpower and resources to manage. The most basic tasks require a large number of people.
However, Lingxiao Academy also has very high requirements for menial workers, with an elimination rate of ninety percent. Long Chen came here to line up and saw many people shaking their heads as they came out. Judging by their dejected expressions, they must have been eliminated.
In front of Long Chen was the interviewer. The interviewer glanced at Long Chen expressionlessly, as if sensing the mundane aura within him. He frowned and said, "
How old are you?"
"I forgot," Long Chen shook his head.
"Are you an idiot? He doesn't even remember his own age... Forget it, there's a bone age test over there. You should try it. The interviewer was furious, but just as he glared at Long Chen, Long Chen glanced at him, and his pores instantly burst open, startling him in shock.
For some reason, in that instant, he seemed to see an endless mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, his heart filled with fear, and he quickly changed his words.
"Thank you,"
Long Chen finally walked over, silently reminding himself not to get angry. Ever since the awakening of the Purgatory Eye, Long Chen had noticed his self-control had worsened.
Previously, he had slapped Pan Mingxiong, and after being scolded by that man earlier, his anger surged instantly. He nearly punched Pan Mingxiong right in the nose. Long Chen didn't even know if it was because he had activated the Purgatory Eye that his heart was filled with hostility. If he touched the fire, he would be burned, and even felt the urge to kill that person.
That guy was sensible enough not to keep making things difficult for him. Otherwise, if he lost control and killed him, not only would he not be able to enter Lingxiao Academy, but he might have been hunted down by the academy.
"Bone age thirty-one" Long
Chen revealed his bone age. Long Chen was stunned. It seemed this bone age was a few years younger than that of the Tianwu Continent. Was the time of the Immortal Realm different from the Tianwu Continent?
Soon, Long Chen received some assessment forms and walked forward with the other applicants. Suddenly, he felt a wave of discomfort in his stomach.
After arriving in the Immortal Realm, his body always felt strange. Now, his stomach was in turmoil. He hurriedly asked someone, and luckily, there was a restroom nearby.
Long Chen rushed inside, and the stench was overwhelming, making him dizzy and dizzy.
"Why does it smell so bad?"
Long Chen immediately understood: the Mortal Transformation Realm means removing the mundane energy within the body. When no other method exists, the mundane energy is expelled in this way.
However, ever since entering the Innate Realm, Long Chen hadn't been to the outhouse and was still unaccustomed to it.
Finally solving the problem, Long Chen came out feeling refreshed, but when he reached a corner, he suddenly stopped and heard the two of them talking.
"There are only two menial positions left: one is for Brother Sun San, and the other is up to you. If you can get some benefits, go ahead and grab some." One person whispered.
"Alright, I understand." The other person had a duck-like voice, as if someone had grabbed his neck, making him feel a bit uncomfortable.
Wow, there are still over eighty people outside, only two spots left—one has already been pre-selected, and the other is still trying to squeeze some benefits? It's really corrupt.
After exchanging a few words, the two disappeared. Long Chen was certain that one of them must be the examiner.
After Long Chen came out, he continued to queue and soon arrived. The examiner was a square-faced middle-aged man who didn't even glance at Long Chen and spoke directly:
"What's your name?"
It was that duck-like voice. Long Chen immediately understood in his heart: just now, someone was admitted, probably the one who had been pre-selected, and now only one spot remained.
"Long Chen," Long Chen replied.
As he responded, Long Chen's eyes darted around. Soon, he spotted something on the table and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Only then did the man glance at Long Chen. Seeing Long Chen's clothes were worn out, he didn't hide the coldness and impatience in his eyes.
"I've already read your profile. You're too old..." The duck-voiced man refused directly.
Older? Are you sure you're not blind? The person who just passed the interview is already over eighty, while my bone age is only thirty-one. How can you say I'm too old? Long Chen almost burst out laughing.
"Alright,"
Long Chen smiled slightly and turned to leave. But just as he was turning, his sleeve "accidentally" brushed against a delicate teapot on the table.
"Watch out..."
"Clang!"
Amid the duck's startled shout, the teapot and teacup shattered into pieces. The duck's voice grew furious:
"Pay up!"
"No money. How about you deduct it from my wages?" Long Chen shrugged helplessly.