When the test disk accompanied by Mao Jiamin's test disk was green, the dark-skinned middle-aged man stood up suddenly.

"this……!"

Many new students who had not left behind also exclaimed: "My God, I can actually see green in my lifetime!"

But the good times did not last long. When the lights of the disc began to drop rapidly, the green that had been unchanged for a long time suddenly dropped sharply.

The dark middle-aged man also laughed at himself helplessly, "Scared me! Red high-level, qualified!"

Although Wei Dayong and Zuoran's moods were ups and downs, they still didn't say much. At the beginning, they were also curious about what kind of talent the pillar that led everyone here along the way was indeed the top.

Even if the final result is red, they didn't think there was anything wrong with it. If Mao Jiamin had been staying in green, then he would feel abnormal.

But at this time, most people's ideas were still a bit mean.

Especially Wang Fan, who was beside Qin Yan, was looking at Mao Jiamin with a mocking expression on his face.

"Hahahaha, brother, I thought he was so powerful. The superpower core just now really scared me."

On the other hand, Qin Yan also had a cold face, "The Red Higher People can actually understand the superpower core so early. I don't know if it's lucky or someone else's attempt."

Of course, Mao Jiamin saw all these and kept sneering in his heart. It seemed that he was not wrong. Qin Yan was the kind of flattery that he would be useless if he thought you were useful. However, if he felt that it was useless, he would get rid of it very cleanly.

"Oh, it's such a pity for the beauty beside him." Until now, Wang Fan still feels that he has fallen in love with Zuoran. After all, there are not many women like Zuoran who are very pure, bare-faced and beautiful.

At this time, it was probably a middle-aged man who was a little impatient, so he quickly pushed and asked Mao Jiamin to go down. At the same time, he handed over a manual and said dissatisfiedly: "Next!"

Mao Jiamin felt a little disturbed. After all, anyone who had been with a group of thoughtless zombies for a long time would feel this way. After leaving human life for a long time, he almost couldn't adapt to this sarcasm and deception.

However, as everyone was talking about Mao Jiamin in a low voice, Zhang Ning walked over with a smile.

He patted Mao Jiamin's shoulder and said, "It's okay, little brother Jiamin, don't you think I'm just red and medium-sized? I've been so excited that I don't care what they say."

Mao Jiamin spread his hands indifferently, smiled helplessly, and settled Zuo Ran, Wei Dayong, and Zhao Yue, who had not yet responded to his consciousness, in the safety center, and then he was ready to go to the Xinsheng Reporting Office.

Zhang Ning is like a master of everything, knowing everything, and following him all the way is a good choice. Along the way, Zhang Ning introduced many of his own experiences, which sounded like one-tenth of the ups and downs of Mao Jiamin.

I touched my nose without any hesitation, and I felt a little depressed.

Looking back, Mao Jiamin couldn't help but sigh that he would have difficulties wherever he went. When he first came to the Supernatural Academic, he had a fight at the door, and took it as real and had twists and turns. He experienced some cold-eyed expressions.

However, none of these caused Mao Jiamin's heart to fluctuate at all. Maybe this is the mentality after experiencing life and death.

Now looking at them, Mao Jiamin feels very much like him before.

Under Zhang Ning's leadership, the two of them walked for about twenty minutes and arrived at a small palace. The hall looked a bit special and had a weird style, which looked a bit out of place compared to the surrounding buildings.

There is a plaque above the small hall with three big characters written on it. It looks pale and powerful at first glance.

Mao Jiamin asked in confusion: "Why do you still need to remember your name? Is there any explanation?"

"After a while, you must not only write your name, but also write your talent when you entered school correctly. There will always be a day when you leave. You can come here to watch it and see how much your strength has grown." Zhang Ning explained patiently.

"Not mentioning, I think this design is very clever, I like it." Like when Mao Jiamin was in Edo, he had no idea what he learned from the first day of school to the end of graduation and leaving school. He had no idea what he had learned or how much he had made. It was all messy and useless test papers.

After the two of them entered, the first thing that caught their eye was one quaint bookshelves after another, which clearly recorded the information of all students of the Supernatural Academic.

There is also an old man with white hair sitting on an exquisite mahogany chair, and the whole room looked very quaint.

The white-haired old man looked up at Mao Jiamin and Zhang Ning, then skillfully placed the book and pen in front of the two of them, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You must know the rules, so I won't say much."

Zhang Ning wrote first, and his handwriting was very rough. At first glance, he hadn't written a handwriting for a long time.

After finishing writing, the white-haired old man did not look up and looked at Zhang Ning more, and then calmly handed it to Mao Jiamin next to him.

Mao Jiamin is naturally a person who has not written a handwriting for a long time, and his handwriting is not much higher than Zhang Ning's, Mao Jiamin, Red Higher.

When Mao Jiamin handed the manual to the old man, the white-haired old man did not read the contents of the manual, but suddenly looked up at him, which scared Mao Jiamin.

However, the old man with white hair did not speak, but seemed to be thinking more. However, after thinking about it, he glanced at himself again and waved and said, "Okay, that's OK."

After registering the name, Zhang Ning led the way to collect clothes and daily necessities. Although the conditions for entering the Supernatural College are very harsh, other material aspects are still very thoughtful.

Basically, as long as you successfully enter the Supernatural Academy, you only need to study hard every day, and other things such as food, drink and clothing do not need to be considered at all.

A total of three sets of school uniforms were handed over, all of which were very simple, but people from the entire Safety Institute knew at a glance that this was the costume of the Supernatural Academy.

One set of white clothes, which is a bit like a navy uniform, and another set of black coats worn in the library record in winter. There is only one decorative pattern on it, which is the four big characters of the Supernatural Academy. The last set of clothes you can tell at a glance that are usually worn training clothes, which are a bit like the camouflage uniforms of the armed police.

In addition to the clothes on the collar, there are also many daily necessities, which are almost everything. After all, it is a boy, so there is no need to pay too much attention to it.
Chapter completed!