In the central lecture hall, Qin Ren handed over the test paper in his hand to the examiner Kimberly, who also looked cold, and walked out of the lecture hall.

As he walked out of the lecture hall, Professor Kimberly put the glasses hanging from his breast pocket on the bridge of his nose, his gaze swept over the test paper, and the pen in his hand quickly sketched on the test paper.

But......

There are some deliberately empty places that have not been altered.

There was no problem with the answers to automata, Eve's heart, the miniaturization of magical spells, and so on, better than the vast majority of students she had ever met, and judging from the combinations between sentences, there should be unique, no, alternative insights into how these magical spells worked.

But...... After answering the first question, there were traces of alteration in the subsequent answers, as if I wanted to write something, but in the end I chose not to continue.

In the end, I chose not to answer any questions that involved magic and magic, and only answered questions that did not involve these.

In particular, there is no intention to answer the questions about the operation of magic in the body and the use of internal techniques.

Narrowing her blue eyes slightly, Kimberly took off her glasses:

"Heh, it seems that this kind of thing is not uncommon."

It's not that you don't answer because you can't, but you don't mean to answer in the first place.

Putting down the pen, Kimberly took the test paper and left the central lecture hall.

A few minutes later, she walked out of the teacher's office.

In the field of vision, the tall young man was standing in the doorway with his back against the wall, his eyes closed.

As she walked out, the other party opened his eyes and looked at her with an indifferent expression.

And Kimberly still maintained a cold expression, handing out the note in her hand.

The other party took the note: "1230? ”

"Do you know your level?" Kimberly clasped her hands on her chest and looked up slightly at the other person's face.

However, her words didn't seem to have much effect.

After the other party took the note, he just glanced at it indifferently, and he didn't have a weak strength like the guys before him, because of his background and relying on the puppet, but he put on an identity posture in front of her like a mess in the written test, and asked for a re-ranking with the reason of "my strength".

After getting the note, the other party turned around and left.

Under the lenses, the beautiful blue eyes narrowed slightly:

"You should know what a place means, right?"

It seemed that her words had an effect, and the other party stopped:

"The night party, held every four years, selects the best puppeteers of the same era. A zero-sum game that lets the hundred people who participate fight until the last one remains. ”

"Among the 100 people, the 13 most outstanding can compete for the title of 'Demon King'."

"If you become a Demon King, you will not be bound by the International Magic Charter and the Code of Ethics for Magicians - in short, do whatever you want."

"You can read all the forbidden books, use all the forbidden techniques, and you can also explore immortality and genetically modify. Regardless of the country's army, they will be treated like officers. ”

"In short, if you get the title of 'Demon King', you can fulfill all your wishes."

After saying this, the other party turned his head and glanced at her:

"Am I right? Lady 'Warbler' of the Wizards' Guild. ”

As soon as the word "Magicians Association" came out, Kimberly's face changed slightly, but the other party's words did not end:

"Since there are some things that you don't care about and can't manage, then there are other things that you shouldn't care about either."

With that, the other party walked until he disappeared into the hallway, leaving Kimberly standing still, staring at the empty hallway.

After a long time, she took off her glasses:

"Heh, it seems that the status over there is higher than I imagined."

......

"Hmm...... What should I do, I pretended to be too much, and I didn't ask where the dormitory was. ”

The Qin people who left, looking at the huge campus, although their faces were expressionless, their hearts were stirring up.

Glancing at the momentum value that had just jumped to 80%, he turned his head and moved over to a place that looked like there were a lot of people.

......

This, presumably the cafeteria?

Carrying a suitcase with luggage in one hand, the Qin people stopped in front of the building, looked at the students who came and went, and made sure that this was definitely not a dormitory.

Still, it's okay, eat something first.

Although he carried a suitcase, he did not encounter any special situation.

It's just that...... Although the building is quite luxurious, even if it is called a restaurant, there is nothing wrong with it, but the food is really not good.

However, it doesn't feel good to be watched by many people.

Although it makes sense.

He was possessed by an Egyptian, who was Arab and Caucasians, but whose complexion could not be described as white.

It is not dark, but it is closer to the tanned wheat color.

Wiping his mouth with a tissue, Qin Ren walked out of the restaurant.

However, just as he left the restaurant, he bumped into a person head-on.

Subconsciously, the sand soldier appeared half-used, and the armor gathered by quicksand appeared in front of him.

"Ahh

With a voice, the petite figure was knocked to the ground by the armor condensed by quicksand.

And the Qin people also subconsciously looked at each other.

A young girl in a white lab coat with long emerald green hair.

"Little children?" Qin Ren raised his eyebrows.

"Who are the children! And also! Is this the attitude of bumping into someone else!? The girl got up from the ground, puffed up her chest, threw her head up, and cast her gaze at him.

He was about to reply, but at this time, not far from him, a voice came:

"Professor Arianti?"

The owner of the voice is a blonde young man with a handsome face.

On his hand, he wears a white glove with delicate gold embroidery.

Noticing the other party's gloves, Qin Ren's gaze paused slightly.

"Glove Holder"

In the "Night Party" college qualifying competition, among the first 100 people allowed to participate in the night party, the first thirteen will receive a "glove".

As for this feature......

"Felix Kingsford!"

The green-haired girl, known as the professor, raised her hand and pointed at the Qin people.

But......

Qin Ren was not interested in staying, but turned around and left directly, leaving the two behind, following behind a few male students, and walking along the road.

Dorm, over there.

......

The next day.

"Did you hear that? That troublesome third-rate student? ”

"Yes, it seems like the grades are countdown?"

"Seems to have robbed a room directly? And used the means of challenge to drive out the people inside? ”

"It is worthy of being a person in the Turtle Room, a gathering place for third-rate goods."

"Shh......h The man came, be quiet, or he would have challenged again. ”

Qin Ren glanced at the mouthy guys with an expressionless face.

What does it mean to grab a room?

It was his room that was robbed, and he snatched it back.