Chapter 32 Pearl Academy ………… After Yi Canglang's death, the remaining demons were leaderless. They all knew they were no match for the enemy and began to leave Bo City. Of course, in this process, Zhao Tingxi also killed a considerable number of demons. The residual souls that burst out from their bodies were all nutrients for Zhao Tingxi to become stronger. A week later, all the demons in Bo City were finally cleared out, without a single one left. Even the giant-eyed fishy rats in the sewers were cleaned out. There might be a few that slipped through the net, but they definitely wouldn't dare to appear on the streets. After hunting again and again, Bo City finally returned to peace. However, Bo City has changed beyond all recognition. There were destroyed buildings and collapsed bridges everywhere. There was a mess everywhere. Occasionally, some corpses were found by playful children, which frightened them to death... This Bo City is no longer the Bo City of the past. That heavy rain left a shadow on too many people, making them unable to sleep and even more afraid of heavy rain. The entire city has been immersed in gray. Too many people have lost their loved ones, and too many people have sacrificed their lives. Even if the city is still standing, it is no different from being dead. Things in Bo City have come to an end.
After bidding farewell to Zhan Kong, Zhao Tingxi boarded the train to the Magic City alone. The largest city in the south is naturally the Magic City, where one of the two top universities in the country, the Pearl University, is also located. For a mage like Zhao Tingxi who has no background, the Magic City is actually more suitable for hard work than the Imperial City. The imperial capital, everyone knows it, and the various situations are extremely complicated. Even people with backgrounds dare not guarantee that they can thrive in the imperial capital, let alone Zhao Tingxi who has no background at all? After taking the train for a long time, Zhao Tingxi finally arrived in the Magic City. After arriving in Shanghai, Zhao Tingxi did not go to the resettlement site, but went directly to the vicinity of Mingzhu Academy and rented a house. Soon, September arrived and the school started. After Zhao Tingxi reported for school, he received a text message that evening asking him to attend a meeting in the classroom, which was considered a freshman meeting. After arriving at the designated classroom, Zhao Tingxi was stunned. This classroom was very large, and a quick glance around estimated that it could accommodate at least three or four hundred people. However, there was no one in the huge classroom. Do not! That should be the case. In such a large classroom, there was only someone on the podium, and no one below! This was far from what Zhao Tingxi had expected. Zhao Tingxi originally thought that after he arrived at Mingzhu Academy, it should not be difficult to have three or five poison mages, not to mention how many. After all, the summoning department next door always has seven or eight people every year. Unexpectedly, there was no one else on the podium except for the old Deng...ah! a teacher! "You are Zhao Tingxi, right?" As soon as Zhao Tingxi came in, the older man on the podium took the initiative to greet him. "It's me, you?" The old man took the initiative to introduce himself: "I am the dean of the Poison School of Mingzhu Academy. You can just call me Dean Lu." "Hello, Dean Lu!" Zhao Tingxi's expression changed instantly! This guy is a big shot at the dean level, and his strength must be at least super-level in all four departments! Zhao Tingxi was flattered that a powerful person at the dean level came to welcome him personally. "Xiao Zhao, is it okay for me to call you like this?" "It's okay, it's okay! You can call me whatever you like, I'm fine with it." Just kidding, Zhao Tingxi didn't dare to say no. "Xiao Zhao, it's like this. Our Poison School has always been an elite school, so we have relatively few students. But we have always provided one-to-one teaching to our students, so there are basically no weak students who graduate from our Poison School..." Dean Lu introduced the situation of the Poison School to Zhao Tingxi. After listening to Dean Lu’s introduction, Zhao Tingxi felt almost numb.
What the hell is this elite route, or this point-to-point training of students? In other words, there are more teachers than students in the Poison School. No wonder it went so smoothly when I signed up. It turns out there would be no students if I hadn’t come. When Zhao Tingxi was still in Bo City, he had not yet broken through to the intermediate level. At that time, after Zhao Tingxi saw the enrollment brochure of Mingzhu Academy, he reported his information with the mentality of giving it a try. The registration is done during the day and the approval is done at night. From this, one can imagine how severe the shortage of students in the Poison School of Mingzhu Academy is! "Dean Lu, I would like to ask, how many students are there in our college?" Zhao Tingxi asked cautiously. "Besides you, we have three juniors and two seniors in our academy. We were unlucky last year and didn't have any students. This year, if you are a freshman, there are six in total." Dean Lu said with a smile, "Don't underestimate the small number of people. Apart from you, the weakest student in our academy is at the intermediate level 2. By the time you graduate, you should at least be fully intermediate level." Zhao Tingxi also smiled and said, "Actually, I think for mages like us who major in poison, it doesn't matter how many people we have, what matters is how good we are! When I signed up, I was admitted not long after I signed up, so I was worried that our school might be a little watered down. Now it seems that our poison school is definitely full of elites!" Zhao Tingxi's words really suited Dean Lu's taste: "Not bad, not bad, you are right to think so. So, in a few days, our school will have a welcome day, and there will be a beast fighting competition. You should perform well. If you perform well, you will be rewarded handsomely!" "What if the performance is not good?" "It's okay if your performance is not good. It's just embarrassing, and you will lose a lot of resources. It's no big deal." Dean Lu said with a smile. "Okay!" Zhao Tingxi felt a little annoyed for a moment. This Old Lu, looks honest and harmless, but it turns out he is a smiling tiger, he dug himself up while chatting and joking! Originally, Zhao Tingxi had no intention of intervening in this so-called beast fighting competition, but since Old Lu had said so, he had to show his hand anyway. The main reason was that Zhao Tingxi had a strong sense of group honor, and he was not going for the so-called "heavy rewards". "By the way, let me tell you, when we are in class, we are mostly free to do it. If you don't understand something or want to learn something, just find the instructor in our Poison Academy. If you don't have classes, just practice well on your own. If you really have nothing to do, you can go to the next department to take classes." Come on, just free range! ………… (End of this chapter)