"It's pretty fast."

The examiner, Basque, was a little surprised to see Jiang Mu finish the exam paper so quickly.

I shook off the exam paper, and when I looked at it seriously, I felt that the answers on it were very concise at first glance, and the drawing of the graphics was also neat.

There are no problems with formulas and graphs, etc.

Putting down the exam paper, Basque nodded, communicated with the Silver Alchemist for a while, and then directly announced the results of the first stage of the assessment.

"The first stage of the written part, passed."

"Next is the technical exam, this project assesses whether the field that the alchemist is engaged in meets the national alchemist standard, so may I ask the reference, what is the field you are good at?"

If the written test part of the first stage is a basic screening to assess the basic skills of an alchemist, then from the second stage onwards, the difficulty has been strengthened, which can be regarded as an assessment in the true sense.

Every national alchemist must have his or her own unique expertise.

Jiang Mu pondered for a while, and said flatly: "If you want to talk about the field you are good at, it is a little difficult to choose, it can barely be regarded as temperature control, I can control the temperature within a certain area, to achieve the effect of condensing ice and generating flames." ”

"Well, the ability to control temperature, the ability to condense ice and fire, manifested in two aspects, is rare."

"An alchemist who belongs to the pure martial arts line."

Basque glanced at Jiang Mu in surprise, recorded the information in the file, then got up and walked in front of Jiang Mu and stretched out his hand to him.

"Now attack me, I want to determine if your ability meets the standards of a national alchemist."

The technical examination can also be said to be a martial arts examination, except for a small number of alchemists who specialize in research, most alchemists have to show their destructive power in the aspect they are good at during the exam.

After all, the national alchemist ultimately serves the military, and without a certain combat ability, it plays a negligible role in wartime.

Blinking his eyes, Jiang Mu looked at Basque Gran with interest.

"Fullmetal Alchemist" is a three-star level world, but except for a few national alchemists, most of the alchemists are only one-star strength, and the iron-blooded alchemist in front of him is no exception, and his strength is about one-star intermediate level.

Well, wait a while, he has to control his strength, don't accidentally kill the other party.

"So the technical exam...... Let's get started."

Basque didn't know the scruples in Jiang Mu's heart at all, and when he stood forward, his sturdy body was like a huge wall in front of him.

He lifted his sleeves at his wrists, revealing his two strong arms, and slammed his fists together.

Suddenly, the stone slabs on the ground changed, and large swaths of earth and stones wriggled like flour, accompanied by a cluster of dazzling blue light, and these earth and stones changed shape and cast into the shape of a mouth fort.

For a while, more than a dozen cannon barrels with a diameter of 20 centimeters were aimed at Jiang Mu in unison.

The dark muzzle of the cannon seems to explode at any moment.

"Attention, I won't show mercy to your men in the next test just because you were recommended by Mastan." The iron-blooded alchemist shouted loudly, and with his muscular body, it was like a raging turret, full of firepower.

Boom, boom, the ground trembled violently, and the smell of gunpowder smoke spread, and the black fog blocked the view.

As the barrel of the black hole burst out with a loud bang, the black cannonball was accelerated to the extreme speed as soon as it was discharged, like a ferocious beast, roaring towards Jiang Mu.

In the blink of an eye, the spacious hall suddenly turned into a small battlefield.

Seeing the shells that were constantly approaching his opponent, Basque laughed roughly, but Jiang Mu's expression did not change even the slightest bit from beginning to end, and when the terrible cannonball was about to hit his body, Jiang Mu pursed his lips and chuckled mockingly.

Da!

With a crisp snap of his fingers, the temperature of the air suddenly plummeted, but a thin layer of mist filled his vision, and then pieces of tiny ice crystals suddenly snapped into a crystal clear solid defense.

The hot shells hit it and burst into bursts of fire, but they were all intercepted.

The fiery red and the dark blue are separated by a thin layer, and the fiery red splashes in the field of vision, while the dark blue is as solid as a rock.

Seeing this, the iron-blooded alchemist opened his eyes suddenly, and then laughed, as if he had seen his prey, and was ready to rush forward with joy.

But at this time, there was a "pop".

A huge tearing force came from the base of his thigh, and the soles of his feet stuck to the floor as if they were smeared with glue, unable to move at all.

What's going on? Basque was terrified.

When I looked down, I found that an ice lump had formed between my heel and the ground.

The iron-blooded alchemist's feet were fixed to the ground, and cold air was bubbling from his trousers, condensing a layer of frost.

When did this happen?

Basque thought about the previous scene, his pupils suddenly shrank, he didn't know when he was on the other party's path, if it was placed on the battlefield, his life would have been confessed.

"Your Excellency the Iron-Blooded Alchemist, am I considered to have reached the standard of a national alchemist?"

With a faint laugh, Jiang Mu appeared on the Basque side at some point. One hand was on the Basque shoulder, and the other was pointing at the barrels on the ground. The temperature of the ground rose rapidly, and the barrel of the black hole was melted into a pool of fiery red magma by the high temperature in an instant.

Basque looked at the scene in front of him in horror, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was shocked by Jiang Mu's skillful technique.

"A calm attitude, an extraordinary ability to control, and an otherworldly ability to control ice and fire."

"Congratulations, you've passed the technical test."

With snapping applause, the iron-blooded alchemist stopped struggling and said in a deep voice.

At the same time, the silver alchemist who was watching the battle also agreed.

"Next is the third link, may I ask what you became a national alchemist for?"

The Silver Alchemist Devinske, who was sitting next to him, lifted his gentleman's hat and asked Jiang Mu.

The third stage is the psychiatric evaluation, or rather the examination of the participants' motivation to become state alchemists, who ultimately serve the military, and there can be scum and evil people among them, but there is a premise, that is, there must be no one who violates the "rules" of Amistolius.

Jiang Mu smiled leisurely, and said, "Is the purpose of becoming a national alchemist?" Actually, I don't have a special purpose, if I insist on saying it, I don't want to be constrained, and I hope that some privileges should be my purpose, after all, the privileges that I can enjoy after becoming a national alchemist are not comparable to ordinary alchemists. ”

"Do not hesitate to bear the reputation of 'military lackeys' for this?"

The Silver Alchemist asked, bowing his head.

Jiang Mu grinned, revealing a row of white teeth: "Fame or something, I don't care at all, what I need is substantial benefits." ”

"Well, we know, although I don't agree with your motives, but I will record them and wait for the ruling of His Excellency the President."

The iron-blooded alchemist looked at Jiang Mu and summarized all the information.

"Then I announce that the basic assessment has passed, and the following is the interview session, because it is an additional assessment, so the final interview will be conducted by His Excellency the President himself, please follow me to meet His Excellency the President!"

"Please lead the way."

Jiang Mu shrugged his shoulders and quietly glanced at the position behind the curtain in the special reception room, and a meaningful smile flashed on his face.

From the very beginning, he knew that there was a man standing behind the curtain, who had been observing him.

If it is expected, it should be President Kim Bradley himself.

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