The first level of the assessment: written test.

The written test is held in the entrance hall of the Magic Supervision Association.

Nearly 600 apprentices waiting to be tested stood neatly in the hall, less than half a meter away from each other, and each of them had an unopened scroll in their hands.

On the edge of the room on the left and right sides of the hall, there were black ravens standing one by one, and the ravens' gaze enveloped the entire hall without any blind spots.

After all the apprentices stood up, a high-level wizard in a red robe and white-haired head appeared in the front of the hall. He released a sound technique and began to preach the rules of the written test loudly.

"Dear young apprentices, please stay calm and listen carefully to me preaching the rules of the written test. Please note that I will only notify these rules once. If someone violates the rules during the written test, he will be directly disqualified from this assessment."

There is silence in the hall, and the falling needle can be heard.

The old master was very satisfied. He put on a single piece of reading glasses, took out a thick book, turned to one of the pages, and started reading.

"Rule 1: Before answering questions, the examiner must use suspension technique, fix the knowledge scroll in his hand half a meter in front of his body, with the scroll facing upward and diagonally facing the examiner. During the exam, the scroll must always maintain suspension technique. If the scroll lands more than 3 times in the first half hour of the exam, the examination qualification will be cancelled on the spot."

Roland listened carefully and thought to himself: 'The purpose of this rule should be to test the tester's mana strength.'

"Rule 2: When answering questions, you must use 'copying' to control your pen to write on the scroll. If someone uses handwriting, the exam will be disqualified on the spot."

As soon as this rule came out, a little turmoil appeared in the crowd.

Roland stood on the left side of the hall, and two apprentices were talking in a low voice a few meters away, and the voice kept coming into his ears.

"How could this happen? There was no requirement for copying in previous years."

"Yes, it's already very difficult to maintain suspension techniques for a long time. Is it too difficult to use copying techniques in a single mind?"

A whisper of "vague buzzing" came from all over the hall. Many young apprentices obviously did not expect this, and were already full of sorrow.

"Silent! Silent!" shouted the Hongpao Master.

After a while, the hall calmed down, and he continued: "The second rule was temporarily added. Although the assessment requirements have become more stringent, the limit on the number of admissions this year will also increase accordingly, from the top 10% of previous years to 20%. It will double the increase!"

As soon as these words came out, a wave of whispers appeared in the hall, and many people looked happy.

"Okay, calm down, keep listening to me preaching the rules."

After the hall was quiet again, the old master Hongpao continued: "Rules 3, this exam is limited to 1 hour. In 1 hour, each time you answer a question correctly, you will get 5 points. According to the scores, the top 50% of the apprentices will get the opportunity to evaluate the magic practice."

Roland was slightly stunned: "The written test only eliminated 50% of the apprentices. It seems that the regulators will not pay much attention to the mastery of magic knowledge."

No matter what, this is good news, and there is much less competitive pressure.

In the hall, many young apprentices breathed a sigh of relief.

The old master of red robe made a gesture to a middle-aged master of blue robe beside him. The latter walked to the side of the hall, released a suspension technique, and moved a glass hourglass more than a half-person tall to the top platform in the hall.

"Now, I announce that the 329th magic qualification assessment......begin!"

With this voice, the glass hourglass flipped over the platform, and the white fine sand kept leaking underground like a stream of water.

In the hall, all the apprentices opened the knowledge scroll assigned to their hands, used suspension techniques to fix the scroll in the air in front of them, and then released the copying technique to start answering questions.

Roland also started working step by step.

After the knowledge scroll was unfolded, he found that at the beginning, the surface of the scroll was blank, and it only took about a second before black handwriting was revealed.

Roland looked at it and found that the problem was: 'Please write at least 10 mysterious runes within 20 seconds.'

Before answering the question, Roland glanced at the knowledge scroll of the apprentice beside him and found that the question on his scroll was: 'Please draw the rune structure of the constant temperature technique.'

"Well~ Everyone's questions are different, which avoids the possibility of cheating... But then again, at the same time, we must maintain the suspension technique and use copying techniques, and finally think about the answers to the questions. I'm afraid that not many people have the leisure to read other people's scrolls."

This is considered a three-point purpose, and it is still a bit difficult.

Roland gathered his mind and began to focus on answering questions.

His answer was quite smooth, but it does not mean that everyone has his ability.

Some apprentices did not master the suspension technique, and the scroll in the air was shaking and could not write at all; some apprentices could not use it in one mind, and if they maintained the suspension technique, they could not use copying techniques. When using copying techniques, the scroll could not control it; some apprentices performed worse, and the first problem was stumped, frowned and thought hard, but the scroll fell to the ground without paying attention.

Less than 5 minutes later, the apprentice's scroll landed three times.

The ravens on the eaves could see clearly, and the ravens flew down and landed on the apprentice's head.

A green robe wizard came over next to him and whispered a few words to the apprentice. The apprentice looked depressed and turned around and walked out of the hall.

This is just the beginning.

After that, every minute, apprentices were eliminated. In the first half hour, more than 200 apprentices were invited out of the hall.

There are less than 400 people left in the hall.

The magic apprentice's mana is limited, and the suspension and copying technique that lasts for half an hour is close to the limit of most apprentices. Even if you can still persist, the knowledge scroll cannot be fixed and stable at all. It is shaking in the air. Not to mention writing on it, you can't even see the problem clearly.

Time passed by second by second, and apprentices after another exhausted their mana, but because they all persisted for more than half an hour, they were not eliminated. Instead, they ended the written test and waited for the final result in the hall.

By 45 minutes, there were about 130 apprentices in the hall still insisting, and Roland was one of them.

He had more than half of his magic power, and he was still sufficient. The scroll of knowledge in front of him was still floating smoothly in the air, and the words written in the copying technique were as regular as ever.

According to the rules, as long as the score is in the top 50%, you can pass the level. With Roland's current level, even if his scroll is landed, he is still in the top 20%, and he has passed the level steadily.

Originally, according to Roland's own personality, he must stick to the end, but before the assessment, the instructor kept reminding him not to perform too well, as long as he could pass the assessment.

The instructor had a wide range of knowledge. He wanted Roland to do this, so he naturally had his own reasons. After persisting for a few more minutes, the knowledge scroll in front of Roland began to tremble slightly. After half a minute, it fell to the ground with a "smack".

A green-robed mage came over immediately and asked in a low voice: "Has the mana been exhausted?"

"Yes." Roland nodded.

"Then you go there and wait, be careful to keep quiet."

"Yes." Roland walked towards the corner of the hall.

At this time, more than 100 apprentices were insisting on the hall, more than 50 of which were. The scroll in front of them was still stable and the handwriting was regular.

Roland also saw such a guy who had persisted for so long. Not only was the scroll still stable, but the copying technique was also written quickly. The time for answering a question was no more than 15 seconds.

He secretly alerted himself: "I am short-sighted and underestimated the young talents in the world. Compared with those real geniuses, my achievements may not be worth mentioning at all, right?"

Time is getting less and less, and the hall is becoming quieter. The only sound is made when the copying-controlled strokes pass through the knowledge scroll.

‘Swishy~Swishy~’

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a 'dang' sound from the head of the hall, and the voice of the old master of the red robes sounded: “Time is up, all apprentices, stop answering questions immediately.”

When Roland looked at the hall again, he saw that there were less than 10 apprentices left in the hall who were still insisting on it. Among these 10, there were only 2 people who could still keep the scroll floating smoothly.

Roland paid special attention to these two people.

One man and one woman.

The man is about the early twenties, with brown hair, brown eyes, a short figure, very thin, and a pale complexion.

The woman is about eighteen or nineteen years old, with an ordinary appearance and a slightly fat figure, but she has a pair of lake blue eyes, which are clear and bright, and can be remembered with just one glance.

When Roland was paying attention to them, the two of them immediately felt Roland's gaze and turned to look over. The three of them gently touched their eyes in the air.

The male apprentice shook, her eyes flashed slightly, and she quickly turned her head. However, the female apprentice smiled slightly and nodded to Roland.

Roland nodded slightly.

At this time, many formal wizards appeared in the hall, and they began to collect knowledge scrolls from each apprentice's hands.

After all the knowledge scrolls were taken back, I waited for about 20 minutes. The old master of red robe appeared again before, and he whispered: "Now, I announce the results of the written test."

At this time, there were about 400 apprentices in the hall, each of whom was pricking up his ears and waiting for the verdict of fate.

The old master of Hongpao picked up a scroll and whispered: "All apprentices who hear the name, please stand up, follow the guide, enter the apse, and prepare for practical magic and practical assessment."

After saying that, the old mage began to recite the list: "Roland Münster!"

Roland was shocked and never expected that the first name would be him. According to the default assessment rules, this list is arranged according to the score level. The first one is read, which means the highest score.

But he clearly made a reservation and finished answering the questions 10 minutes in advance, why is he still the first place?

After thinking about it, there is only one possibility, that is, although he has not persisted for the longest time, and perhaps the number of questions answered is not the largest, the correct questions should be the highest.

‘Now I’m going to be scolded by the mentor.’ Roland sighed inwardly.

"Roland Münster!" The old master read it again, his voice aggravated.

Roland had no choice but to walk out of the crowd.

All the apprentices in the hall looked at him.

Everyone wants to see what this apprentice who ranked first in the written test looks like.

Under the gaze of hundreds of people, a green-robed wizard walked towards Roland, pointed to a door behind the hall and said, "Go there, follow the arrow marks on the ground and keep walking."

The arrow marks on the ground were very obvious. Roland gave a mage salute to the green robed mage and turned around and walked towards the gate.

After walking a few steps, he heard the second name.

"Gris Nana."

Roland looked back and saw the girl with bright blue eyes before walking out of the crowd.
Chapter completed!