This huge school was originally Beidou University, the most famous university in Beidou City.
But now, due to a huge change, teachers, staff, and students here are running away and dying.
Naturally, this place was requisitioned and used as the residence of the three major occult schools in Beidu City.
At this time, in front of the gate, all kinds of young and middle-aged people with hopes came.
The registration rules for the three major colleges have been announced a long time ago, and anyone can participate as long as they are under forty years old.
Zhuang Wuming's body is exactly thirty-nine years old, avoiding the maximum registration period.
At this time, checkpoints have been prepared in front of the university, and everyone entering them must follow the regulations.
The surroundings were noisy, with various discussions going on.
"I hope I can pass the exam."
"Those black-robed gods of death are so handsome." A girl's eyes lit up.
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"I want to kill all the evil spirits and avenge my parents," a young man said with hatred in his eyes.
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"I hope I can pass the exam. This is my last chance," a man who looked to be in his thirties prayed secretly.
Countless thoughts are wandering at the gate of Beito University College.
The three major occult academies are White Rock Academy, Void Academy, and Yuanli Academy.
Zhuang Wuming didn't know the specific teaching contents of the three major colleges.
The current situation of the entire academy is also very vague, and it can only be clarified after being admitted to it.
Time passes by minute by second, and the assessment is actually very fast. People who pass the checkpoint will enter the three channels near the gate.
Those three passages are made of unknown materials. At the end of the passages stands an old man in black robes.
Everyone who walks out of the channel will be directly judged whether they pass the test or not.
Zhuang Wuming's eyesight didn't see anything wrong with these passages.
"It seems that only by going in and testing it can we know what's going on."
Finally, after waiting for a day, at seven o'clock in the evening, it was Zhuang Wuming's turn.
He passed the checkpoint and entered the passage behind the checkpoint.
This passage is about a hundred meters long and extends to a fork in the school gate.
There is a row of tables at the intersection, and those who pass the test will be arranged to continue entering the campus.
Those who fail will leave from the fork in the road and be diverted directly.
Zhuang Wuming looked at the darkness in front of him, which seemed to be a strange passage sewn from some kind of leather, with a hint of interest.
There was no light in the passage, it was pitch black. After stepping into it, Zhuang Wuming was slightly stunned.
All the sounds disappeared, and he turned his head and looked behind him.
Countless people who were preparing to take the test were looking in his direction.
Some people are yelling, some people are sarcastic, there are thousands of faces and thousands of emotions.
But no matter how they roared, the sound could not reach Zhuang Wuming's ears.
"Interesting, this technology seems to have nothing to do with steam technology."
"Will this channel absorb all sounds by itself?"
A flash of joy flashed in Zhuang Wuming's heart, which meant brand-new knowledge, and he turned and walked towards the depths of the passage.
It was dark here, and the distance of a hundred meters seemed to be infinitely stretched, with only a light point in front guiding the direction.
Where is the exit of the passage, Zhuang Wuming can feel that there seems to be some kind of power in this passage, which is affecting his soul.
In other words, the judgment of the soul lengthens the dimension of time, making people feel that time passes very slowly.
This change will make ordinary people feel terrifying, incredible, and even cause mental confusion.
But for Zhuang Wuming, this change is meaningless.
But halfway through the journey, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be many strange hallucinations before his eyes.
Countless ferocious-looking creatures appeared in front of him, questioning him.
Looking carefully, Zhuang Wuming was surprised to find that these hallucinations were all beings he had killed.
"Interesting, this channel can actually directly evoke the past in the mind, forming hallucinations to attack the person."
"No wonder so many people fail. How can ordinary people bear this?"
Zhuang Wuming quickly grasped the principle of this test and directly tested the strength of the soul's will.
As long as you are a little weak, you will collapse directly in this illusion.
Not in a hurry, he walked out of this passage in less than a minute.
An old man outside looked at him, his eyes were very sharp, like needles piercing his soul.
Looking at Zhuang Wuming, there was a difference in his eyes. This was the first assessor who showed no fear at all under his gaze.
He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You passed the first round of assessment, go straight along this road, and when you reach the college auditorium, you will face the second assessment."
"This is your final assessment. If you pass it, you can choose to join any academy."
"Go ahead."
Zhuang Wuming nodded, "Thank you."
He crossed the long table at the fork in the road and walked towards the back, where at the end was a marble auditorium.
This is the Great Hall of Beidu University, which has always been the place where Beidu holds its opening ceremony.
It took Zhuang Wuming a few minutes to arrive here. At this time, there was an old man in black robe in front of the gate. He was sitting behind a table in front of the gate, looking at Zhuang Wuming calmly.
"application."
Zhuang Wuming handed him the application form. After reading it, he pointed at the door.
"Go in."
Zhuang Wuming didn't talk nonsense and walked directly into it.
The moment he stepped into the door, the world became quiet again. It was pitch black inside and he couldn't see anything.
A faint light lit up in front, it seemed to be a kerosene lamp.
Then a voice came from the kerosene lamp, "Question 1: Are you afraid of the dark?"
Zhuang Wuming thought for a while after hearing this, "Darkness is nothing to be afraid of. It is just a natural phenomenon to me."
"Question 2: Do you believe in souls?"
"Believe it, it really exists."
Hearing this answer, the owner of the voice behind the kerosene lamp seemed slightly startled. He didn't expect Zhuang Wuming to answer so readily.
"Question 3: What do you think power is?"
"Power is one of the extended products of knowledge, and everything is composed of knowledge."
Hearing this answer, the man behind the kerosene lamp fell silent again.
Then he said in a calm voice, "Congratulations, you passed this assessment."
"Now White Stone Academy, Void Academy or Yuanli Academy, which one do you choose?"
Zhuang Wuming thought for a while, "What's the difference? Three colleges."
The mysterious voice sounded again, "This is a choice of fate. No one will interfere. It is up to you to choose your own destiny."
Zhuang Wuming frowned, "Destiny? Pretending to be a ghost."
Disapproving in his heart, Zhuang Wuming went directly, "Then let's go to Void Academy."