Superpower Mechanic: I Have Unlimited Ammo! novel Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Chapter 19 Du Guyan: You ruined my future!

As soon as Jiang Zhen spoke, the surroundings fell into a sudden silence.

Soon after, sounds of admiration and amazement arose one after another.

"Oh my god! He actually passed the Qinghua Academy's assessment too! And the teachers from Qinghua Academy personally invited him to enroll!"

"How on earth did he do it? Does a mechanic carrying a magic wand have some hidden attribute bonus?"

Beside him, Yun Lan, representing Beida Academy, wore a look of disbelief as well, clenching her fists tightly, biting her teeth hard.

Yuan Ting behind her was even more envious, his eyes red, staring fiercely at Li Haotian.

Compared to his own sorry state after passing the Beida Academy's test, Li Haotian was calm and composed, as if rubbing his dignity into the ground!

And to make matters worse, he had barely managed to withstand Yun Lan's illusory attacks for three minutes, while Li Haotian had blown through Yun Lan and Jiangwu Youyou's illusions in just twenty seconds!

How did that little bastard manage to do that!

If Yun Lan hadn't spoken ill of Li Haotian earlier, Yuan Ting might even have suspected Beida Academy and Qinghua Academy were jointly putting on a show with Li Haotian!

On the platform, Yun Miao's face was equally grim.

Li Haotian's actions were a blatant slap to the face of Beida Academy!

"Silence!" Seeing the chaotic discussions below, Yun Miao's anger flared up, and she roared.

Once the crowd below quieted down, she glared at Li Haotian standing behind Jiangwu Youyou and shouted, "The selection continues! Anyone who dares to make noise will be disqualified immediately!"

Under the peculiar gazes of the new professionals, she pulled out her magic wand again, waving it to cast a golden light over Yun Lan and Jiangwu Youyou, forming a new refraction illusion mirror in front of the two.

After doing all this, Yun Lan returned to her seat with a steady face, a flicker of light in her eyes, occasionally glancing at the young man behind Jiangwu Youyou.

The academy selection continued, and Jiangwu Youyou, out of curiosity, turned her head towards Li Haotian, her voice crisp as she asked, "Li Haotian, how exactly did you defeat my and Yun Lan's illusion clones?"

Li Haotian smiled and winked at her, "I'm a mechanic, so of course, it was thanks to superpower weapons."

Jiangwu Youyou's rosy lips curved slightly in disdain, "Hmph, if you don't want to say, forget it. You're not being honest at all."

As an outstanding student of Qinghua Academy, Jiangwu Youyou was quite knowledgeable about the combat level of a mechanic's early stage.

Given Li Haotian's strength just three days into his awakening, she did not believe her illusion would be destroyed in less than twenty seconds. Clearly, Li Haotian had other means but didn't want to tell her.

Li Haotian shrugged innocently.

He truly wasn't lying; it indeed was with the help of superpower weapons that he defeated the illusions.

However, the number of his superpower weapons might have been a tad excessive.

As time passed, daylight gradually faded, and the sun slowly descended behind the mountains.

As it got closer to the selection cutoff at 12 o'clock, even the hesitant new professionals had no choice but to grit their teeth and choose a representative of an academy for assessment—some passed, while others were eliminated.

Cries of joy, regret, and agony filled the air.

Du Guyan sat with a stern face behind the student representatives from Sky Light Academy, but her gaze constantly drifted towards Qinghua Academy, focusing on that calm, young man who was meditating with his eyes closed.

As a professional Holy Priest of the front line, her talent was definitely considered above average.

With these words, the cries of agony from the crowd became even louder.

As novice professionals, if they can't get into the academies, they will have to study independently over the next year.

The progress speed of self-study will undoubtedly lag far behind that of academy students.

In the future, the gap between them and their peers will only widen.

With disdain, Yun Miao glanced at those weeping and wailing failures below, then turned to Yun Lan and the ten or so newly selected freshmen behind her, speaking coldly, "Beida Academy members, follow me."

"Yes, Teacher Yun!" The crowd behind Yun Lan responded in unison, a proud and smug expression in their eyes.

Passing Beida Academy's assessment, they indeed had something to be proud of.

Only Yuan Ting wore a sinister gaze as he looked towards Qinghua Academy.

Similar to Beida Academy, Jiangwu Youyou also had more than ten newly selected freshmen behind her.

However, on the whole, the freshmen here appeared visibly more disheveled.

This wasn't because Jiangwu Youyou's illusion was weaker than Yun Lan's, but because most of these new professionals didn't have many pieces of purple equipment, making it much harder to resist the illusion's attack.

Qinghua Academy is colloquially known as the "Academe of Commoners." _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}

In contrast, Beida Academy is termed the "Private School of Nobles."

Although both are the highest academies of the East Dragon Empire, their names alone reveal their backgrounds and orientations.

Grassroots-born Jiang Zhen looked at the eager and excited faces of the freshmen below, as if seeing himself decades ago, and smiled gently, "Little ones, congratulations! From today onwards, you're truly embarking on the path of a professional!"