Chapter 1 April

The continent of Sirto in April.

The weather has gradually become hot, and the attack originally scheduled for March has been repeatedly postponed. According to the news ahead, there seems to be no sign of weakening the sandstorm.

Scholars have explained one after another and agree that the sandstorm will end in mid-April. The more actively they are preparing for the war, a large number of troops gathered around the Zamreta Desert.

Harlan also gave full cooperation. Harlan Martial Arts College and Magic College also sent student groups, front-line advisory groups composed of the best 50 students, and then led by three senior teachers to the front line to be responsible for the guidance and training of soldiers.

Harlan Institute of Strategy was also invited by the multinational group and sent an advisory group.

For the first time, all people are united, regardless of race and nationality. Their common thoughts support them. When the sandstorm is over, they will step on the territory of the orcs and reproduce the glory of human beings.

So far, the whole continent has entered a very anxious atmosphere, and everyone has turned their eyes to the war in the west, and even the annual Harlan enrollment has been put aside.

For the first time in a hundred years, the number of people who signed up for the army exceeded the number of people who signed up for Harlan College. Professor Lang of Harlan School of Social Sciences said that this is a reasonable phenomenon, and also claimed that this would not have any adverse impact on Harlan's enrollment.

In the middle of the continent, the Kingdom of Desus.

The Kingdom of Gosace, attached to the Trust Alliance, is the border between the Gangdo Empire and the Michaelan Empire in its golden corridor to the west. Because of the special geographical environment, it is usually used as the place for negotiations between the two countries.

Now, it has become the center of the material hub of the whole continent. Whether it is Marta in the west, Michaelan in the south, or Gangduo in the north, or even other countries in the Trust Alliance in the east, they have transported materials here one after another. After the notary of Harlan's notaries have checked, they exported to the front line.

"This is also a last resort. After all, there are only a few countries that send troops, and we also..."

A fair delegation of 400 people is very busy. In the hall, prosecutors constantly receive envoys from various countries and deal with various issues.

Prosecutor Hal is one of the newly transferred members to be responsible for coordinating work, a total of seven days. He not only has to coordinate the material conversion of eight countries, including Marta, but also responsible for the enrollment of Texas.

It's only been two days, and he has been tossed into black eyes and depressed.

"Tell you again, this Gertma metal." With a strong spirit, Hal was angry with a burly military officer in front of him and did not pay attention to the other party at all.

"The Gertma metal that you are responsible for in the Kingdom of Jinnan is a necessary material for building a long-range weapon of the United Army. At the beginning, an order of 400 tons was signed in the agreement, but now you have only sent 100 tons!"

"The agreement period lasts until May, and it is the limit to send these first." The strong military officer wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked embarrassed. "It must be ready next month."

"Daw, the military factory on the front line has started construction, waiting for metal to be forged. What's the use telling me now? It took only half a year to collect a ton, and I will report this situation to the council. Hal pulled a face and didn't give the right side at all.

Looking at the military officer walking out of the office hall, another prosecutor beside him immediately laughed and said, "What's wrong, Hal, are you so angry today?"

"The delay in the war is all because of these guys, which made me sleep for two nights. Now the front line has sent more than ten letters* in a row to urge the equipment of metal materials, and I have these alone." With that, he threw a folder in his hand on the table. "I don't even have half of it. I really don't know what these guys are doing in the first half of the year."

"Well, well, you and I both know that every country will make its own small calculations. It's useless for you to complain here. It's lucky to receive 50% of the originally scheduled materials. You will be criticized at most in the future. In the final analysis, it's none of our business."

"I'm just unhappy." Hal shook his head and didn't plan to say more, "By the way, I have to test the freshmen in the afternoon. The freshmen in Texas this year are really too few and their quality is poor. Some time ago, in the written examination, 200 candidates were in a mess, and only 31 passed. That is also an excellent talent left after several rounds of screening? Pooh!”

Complaining, Hal shrugged his shoulders and said, "But thanks to them, it seems that I can take an early vacation this year."

As he grabbed his coat and said goodbye to several colleagues, he walked out of the office.

Marensi, the king of Degosace, is not large in scale. In other countries, it is probably not as beautiful as the capital of a province. Even the residence of His Majesty the King of Degosace, the inner city of Marensi, is just an ordinary castle, and even the moat is too lazy to build, which shows that the national strength is really average.

The retest of Harlan's enrollment was held in the inner city. In order to show his thirst for talents, the king of Dexus personally changed his council hall into an examination room. According to the news, King of Dexus will personally shake hands with the candidates at the door to show his respect for outstanding talents.

For such a thing, Hal is not surprised. In Harlan's system, if the students who enter Harlan have high grades, they can choose to join Harlan. After graduation, these excellent students can also choose any country to invest in it. After the emergence of excellent students in small countries, they will give up their native status and become effective. Things in other countries are common, and in order to retain these excellent talents, countries also have doubled their means. There are senior officials and rich people, and there is a lot of exchange of human feelings.

There is even a threat from the whole family... However, under the interference of the Harlan Council, the country is often severely sanctioned.

This is Harlan's purpose... freedom!

The Lehman Brothers, who founded Harlan, are famous for advocating academic freedom, which has also become Harlan's tradition to be carried out today.

Up to now, Harlan has become a super college country integrating all the academics of mankind, the core of mainland knowledge, and the palace of talents.

It can be said that without Haran, human beings may still be in that dark period of ignorance.

showed* at the door. Wang Cheng's alert was more relaxed than expected. He successfully entered the inner court and joined several old professors who had been reviewing the examination papers here.

"If anyone wants to kill the king of Degosace now, it can't be simpler. I can't imagine that the number of royal palaces in a country would not exceed 20." Looking at the king of Degosace who talked happily with several old professors not far away, Hal thought maliciously.

"Well... Today I'm going to review three candidates, basic quality scoring..." Sitting in his position, Hal looked through a document placed on the case, which clearly explained the scoring criteria.

"But this year is also really funny. The martial arts test was actually arranged in such a place, actual combat... actual combat score..." The long list made him frown. As he looked at it, Hal said to a professor beside him who was closing his eyes and said, "Prof Rondo, what does this mean?"

He pointed to "special talents are exempted from examination" and wondered what kind of talents they were. When he participated in the enrollment last year, he was just an intern. At that time, there was no such regulation.

Is

added in between?

Professor opened one eye, shook the glasses hanging on his chest, wiped them again and again, put them in front of him, and looked at the provisions on the document. After a long time, he swd his mouth.

"It's a special talent." Professor Randor smiled mysteriously at Hal, revealing his mutilated teeth.

"This is not the same as what I didn't say." Hal shook his head helplessly, but saw Professor Rondo close his eyes again. He seemed to be taking a nap and could not continue to disturb him. The other party was old and was one of the old professors in the college. After all, he had studied under his guidance for some time.

"Will there be any alchemists or something in these freshmen? How can such a talent join Harlan as an ordinary student and directly enter the faculty department? I made this conclusion. Generally speaking, although freshmen may have talents, most of them have not been systematically studied. Occasionally, there will be a few talents with special strength and bloodline. They have been interviewed for admission for a long time. It is all a matter of the Central Coordination Committee, and it is not the turn of an examiner like himself to be responsible.

While laughing at the inexplicacy of this regulation, Hal also began to close his eyes and rest. There is still half an hour before the test begins. It's better not to waste this precious rest time.

In a trance, he felt that the hall began to be lively, and there was a chatty discussion from time to time. Hal felt that it was almost time. Hearing this sound, it should be that the candidates began to enter, and the hall also began to play soothing music. It is said that this was arranged by King Gosace to let the candidates relax. Waving the best level.

But it's not good for Hal. He quickly shook his head, opened his eyes, patted his cheek, and forced himself to wake up.

"Stupid idiot, I will definitely fall asleep if I listen to it again. What is this? Degosace lullaby?" Hal curled his lips and looked at the candidates who were chatting happily below. He scratched his chin and remembered that he was also enrolled in the same way back then.

Finally, I regained a little spirit.

"The re-examination begins, please take your place according to the arrangement." The royal messenger temporarily acted as a coordinator, and King Degosace also shook hands with the candidates, said some unnutritious encouragement, returned to the position of specially invited invigilator, smiled and extended thumbs to the candidates from time to time.

31 people passed the preliminary examination, and there were ten examiners in the second examination, and the task was very easy.

"Crystal examination room." In the review bench, three mages in white began to wave, and then ten crystal clear square spaces came out of thin air, attracting ten examiners into them.

"Wow!"

"Tut!"

"Amazing!" The candidates praised one after another. This is Harlan's interview room. The joint magic developed by the separate partition spell created by the three mages to ensure the uniqueness and fairness of the examination.

Entering in order, Hal clicked on the table, and the first candidate entered the separate room.

The boy looked stunned, thin, and his skin was healthy. After entering the room, he even exclaimed and looked left and right. It seemed that such magic was very strange to him.

"Well... No. 1 candidate, Nick, hey, concentrate, look at me, hasn't your teacher taught you the rules?" As he spoke, he found that the candidate was really a little excited. He still looked left and right, touched the wall, and praised. Hal also felt a little helpless.

"Oh, I'm sorry, teacher!" The student found his gaffe and quickly bowed to Hal, touching the back of his head and laughing a few times before sitting down in his position.

"Hmm..."

"Teacher! My goal is to become a great magician, just like several masters outside!" Before Hal could ask, the candidate named Nick announced his will loudly.

"Well... okay, our future magician, please listen to me, okay? Listen to me!" Hal rubbed his sour temples, and he felt that his head hurt even more.

"Teacher! How on earth can magic be released so far? My own magic can only be in my hand. I can't throw it out at all. Is it wrong for me to practice it?

Listening to the first half of the sentence, Hal almost got angry, but when the candidate said the second half of the sentence, he calmed down instantly.

It seems that this candidate can already perceive the magic element. It seems that he will be a talent. Now it is reasonable to test the strength of the other party and make a judgment.

His face is much better. Hal said, "Well, release a magic to show me. It doesn't matter. In this room, as long as the magic is not too out of place, it can be smoothly offset. The three white mages outside are the great demon mentor of Harlan."

"Great Magic Teacher!" Nick's eyes even sparkled with stars. Well, at least Hal thinks so.

Nic called with both hands and shouted, "Great magic god! Give me strength!"

Then, one foot was independent, one hand was flat on the top of the head, the other hand was spread out, and then jumped, one foot was independent, and two hands also exchanged postures.

What kind of magic is this?

I have never seen such a strange casting, and Hal has also aroused interest.

Then, after such a strange exchange of postures, Nick shouted loudly, which scared Hal to take a step back and turned the chair to the ground. Fortunately, he didn't fall down in time.

"Super magic!" Shout out Nick's fist!

A white light surged up and condensed on his arm.

"Fuck!" Hal only had time to give such admiration that he almost tilted his nose.

This is clearly a fighting spirit! Poly stage, white fighting spirit.

Isn't this candidate here to entertain himself?

"This is Mr. Nick." He suppressed the explosive idea and told himself over and over again that he was still in the exam. He was an examiner. Hal Qiang squeezed out a smiling face and said, "I admit that your fighting spirit cultivation is good, and you have met the admission standards of ordinary fighting students."

"Fight spirit?" Nick frowned, "No, I practiced according to the 2633 edition of "Magic Crush" and the 2710 edition of "Kakabo Teach You to Practice Magic". How can I practice magic?"

Hal was almost so angry that he lost his temper. He knew these two books, but they were only two third-rate novels. He could actually practice fighting spirit according to magic novels. If this guy didn't deliberately entertain himself, it must be a strange thing.

However, since he has reached the standard, Hal doesn't want to talk any more nonsense. He feels that if he continues to spend time on this candidate, he will definitely go crazy.

hurriedly marked the qualification mark, and wrote down the candidate's instructions that the preliminary high-level fighting spirit, the chaotic knowledge system, and the comprehensive score B. It is recommended to enter the martial arts college for comprehensive learning.

quickly chased the candidate out of the room and invited the next one to enter.

The second place is a woman. Her appearance is naturally skipped. She belongs to the kind of ordinary character that can't be recognized when thrown into the crowd. However, as soon as she came up to talk for a while, Hal was awed.

The other party is simply a pant-not, and he answers any questions fluently. While nodding, Hal is ready to write the word qualified on the candidate's instructions.

By the way, "Which college are you going to enter for further study in the future?"

"What? What's the problem? There is no such problem in the exam tutoring.

One sentence almost choked Hal to death. He dared that the other party was not knowledgeable, but he memorized all the questions that might ask.

Hal found that he was a little afraid to look at the other party's doubtful eyes and did not push it away. It was not easy to recite the endorsement to this level. At least Hal thought that he could not reach this level.

While crying and tearing, he wrote for the other party that his memory was amazing, and he did not know how to be mutable. He recommended to enter the School of History for further study, so he quickly invited him out of the room.

"Really, who are they? Can there be a real examinee?" While muttering, he looked at the last person's information.

According to the data, this last person took a B in the previous comprehensive written examination, which is only one step away from being eliminated.

"It seems to be a guy with no future, right? What a messy name?"

While thinking about it, it sent a signal to signal the candidates to enter.

"Finally, it's my turn." The entry of the third candidate was accompanied by a burst of arrogant laughter. Hal looked at the other party in large quantities. He was not burly, barely strong, dressed gorgeously, and full of a prince's style.

Turned another page and muttered, "The third son of Wedeheng, Duke of the Kingdom of Degosace, is 16 years old now?"

After looking at the other party, it did meet the standards of his brother.

"Doesn't this guy think that the duke of a small kingdom can affect Harlan's enrollment?" Looking at the other party's invincible face, there was no reason to feel a little unhappy.

"Do you have anything in particular to show?" Hal looked a little impatient when he asked a formal question.

"Hey, that's too much." The Wei Zhentian laughed and said, "But what I'm most proud of is still fighting spirit. Do you dare to let me release fighting spirit here?"

Hal was immediately amused. He really didn't know the thickness of the world. He thought he would be a little aggressive, so he was arrogant. Don't forget that this barrier was supported by three magic mentors. Without the power of Emperor Wu, he could not break through this barrier.

Stretching out a hand and shrugging his shoulders, Hal said, "Please do it yourself. Don't forget to supply this barrier with the strongest force." Especially with the strongest two words, Hal is ready to watch a joke.

Is that right? Why don't this teacher go out first and hurt you by mistake later? Wei Zhentian laughed and was extremely arrogant.

"Well, if you can really hurt me, why don't you be Haran's teacher?"

Wei Zhentian waved his hand and said, "It's not necessary. I still want to relax for another two years, but please ask the teacher to arrange me to enter the martial arts college at that time."

He rubbed his fists and smiled: "Well, I'm on!"