78: Chapter 78 Enrollment

Life outside Song City was as archaic as the Middle Ages, but inside the city, it was more advanced than one could imagine.

All personal matters could be consolidated onto a single ID card, and mobile phone functions were far more powerful than those on Earth in his previous life.

Even taxis were magnetically levitated, traveling along dedicated lanes at extremely high speeds.

Just over ten minutes later, he arrived at the Song City Martial Arts First Specialized Academy, located in the southern part of the city.

It was already afternoon, and the sun was about to set; if he dawdled any longer, they would be off work.

However, he still took some time to use his Barbarian Blood to lower his cultivation realm.

Because the grades in the Martial Arts College were divided by realm—first grade for the first stage, while the third stage was already graduation level, meaning he would only be able to transfer into the third grade. However, there were only two months left in the current school year, which might not be enough time.

Therefore, Tang Long lowered his realm to below the entry stage, preparing to transfer into the first grade.

Arriving at the admissions office, he submitted his ID card and resume. The interviewer glanced at them briefly and revealed a look of contempt.

"You are Tang Long?"

"Yes."

"You were a mine slave before?"

"I did for a while, but through my own efforts, I have become a formal national citizen and have registered for city residency here."

"No need to say so much. First, take a comprehensive aptitude test. The testing fee is 12,000. Pay up."

Tang Long's face twitched; he felt like money was becoming so worthless.

There were quite a few test items, and it took a while to finish. When he returned to the interview area with the results, the interviewer's expression became even more impatient.

"Why is your spiritual aptitude only level three? Why are you applying to the First Specialized Academy with such a low score?"

"I swear, you out-of-towners are hilarious. Don't you know the standard for external admissions to the First Specialized Academy is level seven spiritual aptitude? You didn't do any homework beforehand. With these conditions, you won't be able to keep up and definitely won't be able to graduate."

"Besides, does money grow on trees? Not only did you waste 12,000 for nothing, but you're also wasting public resources and, more importantly, our working time."

"Get out, next!"

Tang Long felt utterly dumbfounded.

What kind of ghost school is this? Did I return to Earth?

My spiritual aptitude can't even meet the enrollment standards? Then why did that vulture Man Hai keep saying I'm a genius?

I went from zero to the third stage in less than a month; is this what they call poor aptitude?

So, I spent 12,000 just to be lectured by you?

Suppressing his anger, he pulled out that letter of recommendation from his bosom and handed it over.

"Take a look at this."

The interviewer only glanced at the envelope, and his expression immediately softened. He then took out the letter to read it, after which he displayed a polite smile.

"So it's a recommendation letter from the Civil Affairs Department. Why didn't you bring this out earlier? Wait here; a recommendation letter of this level requires our director to receive you personally."

The interviewer quickly reported it. After only a dozen seconds, a middle-aged man walked quickly out of the office next door. He took the recommendation letter while warmly greeting Tang Long.

"Mr. Tang Long, right! Hello, my surname is Yu, Director of the First Specialized Academy Admissions Office."

"Hahaha, oh my, this Old Huang; why go through the trouble of a recommendation letter with me? Wouldn't a direct phone call have sufficed?"

"Apologies for the neglect; my subordinates are ignorant. Please forgive us."

Tang Long said nothing, but inwardly he was sighing.

Whether on Blue Star or Earth, knowing the right people is what really works.

The interviewer hurriedly handed over Tang Long's test report and whispered a few words in Director Yu's ear.

Director Yu waved his hand. "Three is low? You must be joking. Level seven is the standard for external admissions, set for outsiders. Can someone introduced by Director Huang be considered an outsider?"

"Look at the physical fitness test; full marks in all four categories. Isn't this quite excellent?"

"As for the foundation, it's a bit weak, but it's not far from the entry stage. Although there are only two months left in this semester, Student Tang Long looks like the type who works very hard. I believe he will definitely be able to catch up."

"Student Tang Long, the school's tuition and miscellaneous fees total 36,000 annually, which includes textbooks, uniforms, and the spiritual incense consumed during Breathing Technique classes, etc. Do you have any issues with this?"

Tang Long's face twitched imperceptibly, and he silently took out the money.

He regretted not asking Lv Yang for some money earlier.

He didn't expect money to be spent so quickly; he had nearly 60,000 on him, and in a flash, only a few thousand remained.

"Then let's process the paperwork immediately. Little Zhao, be quick about it."

The interviewer quickly agreed, and Director Yu turned to greet Tang Long. "Student Tang, you will be assigned to Class 9 of the first grade. I will call your class monitor to come and pick you up. How about coming to my office for a cup of tea first?"

Tang Long did not refuse.

Upon arriving at the office, Director Yu hosted him attentively, constantly probing on the side, wanting to know about Tang Long's relationship with Director Huang.

Tang Long didn't know who Director Huang was either, so he could only play dumb while taking the opportunity to learn about the school's general situation.

Soon, someone brought Tang Long's student ID, uniform, and some textbooks.

After a while, the door was knocked upon.

Director Yu went to open the door, and a beautiful young girl appeared outside.

"Uncle Yu, you were looking for me?"

"Yes! Xiao Lan, this is Student Tang Long, who has just been assigned to your Class 9. Take him back to the class and, by the way, say hello to Old He for me. Tang Long, this is Jiang Xiaolan, your Class 9 monitor. You can just go with her."

Sunny, youthful, and beautiful—this was the first impression Jiang Xiaolan gave Tang Long.

But as soon as they left the admissions office, this impression was quickly shattered.

"Tang Long, right? I know you got in through connections."

"But you are now a member of Class 9. As your class monitor, I have a responsibility to tell you that Class 9 is a glorious group that has achieved many honors."

"In the history of Class 9, more than a hundred people have been admitted to the General Military Academy, over thirty have been admitted to the General Theological Academy, and three have even been admitted to the highest institution, the Imperial Academy! Yet, no one has ever been held back!"

"So I hope you will have self-respect and self-love, and not become an unprecedented stain on the history of Class 9... You... what are you looking at?"

Tang Long did not turn his head.

Because he was shocked to see a group of students dressed in white, gathering on the playground nearby, watching two people fighting.

One of the people was actually Lu Xiaohu?

How did this kid also end up at the First Specialized Academy?

At this moment, Jiang Xiaolan, who was next to him, asked angrily, "Student Tang Long, did you hear what I was saying to you?"

Tang Long then glanced at her. "Don't become a stain on Class 9. I'm listening; please continue."

Jiang Xiaolan followed his gaze and then sneered. "That is the White Clothing Society, the most famous elite group in the whole school. Only a very small number of the most outstanding people are qualified to receive an invitation from the White Clothing Society; they don't just accept any Tom, Dick, or Harry."

Tang Long could naturally tell she was being sarcastic, but he didn't care.

He was just watching Lu Xiaohu; this kid had improved quite a bit compared to a few days ago, and that tiger-like vigor in him was even stronger.

Although facing someone at the third stage, he traded injury for injury and quickly knocked his opponent to the ground, winning a round of applause.

"That Student Lu also just enrolled less than a week ago."

"But he is a genius. At 14, he reached the second stage of Qi Manipulation and was directly assigned to Class 1 of the second grade. Furthermore, on his first day of school, he defeated the most outstanding student in his class, which is why he gained the favor of the White Clothing Society."

"With a second-stage realm, he has already defeated third-stage members many times."

"In the future, when you see him, you must address him as senior."

"Senior?" Tang Long almost laughed out loud.