Chapter 798 – Three Thousand Mirror Ruins 65

The next day was the day for volunteer form submissions for the Eastern China Alliance’s national Explorer academy entrance examinations.

In the classroom of Deer Cry Middle School’s fifth-year Mirror Explorer Class One, the atmosphere was lively yet tinged with nervous anticipation.

Apart from Mo Lan’s empty seat, nearly all the other students had arrived.

Everyone’s face was brimming with excitement, their hands tightly gripping the report cards that would determine their futures.

With virtually no suspense whatsoever, everyone’s first choice was the Eastern China Academy Elite Class — the best option available within the Eastern China Alliance, and the destination they had long dreamed of.

“Teacher,” Lin Yue couldn’t contain her curiosity and looked toward Yan Shuang, who stood at the podium with her usual composed expression. “How come Mo Lan didn’t come to fill out her volunteer form? She’s the top scorer in the whole country!”

Her words immediately drew agreement from the other students: “Yeah, yeah! Where did Mo Lan go?”

Yan Shuang’s gaze swept across the class below. “Mo Lan has other important matters to attend to right now. Her volunteer submission will be handled separately.”

The students exchanged glances. Though curious, seeing that Teacher Yan Shuang had no intention of elaborating, they didn’t dare press further. Still, they couldn’t help speculating privately — the top scorer really was different from everyone else.

But the Eastern China Academy Elite Class was already the best option available. Teacher Yan Shuang herself had attended that very class back in the day. Even if Mo Lan was the top scorer, there couldn’t possibly be any better choice, could there?

Wang Jingnan recalled a certain rumor and fell into thought… No, impossible. Even as the top scorer, Mo Lan was still far from meeting that place’s admission requirements.

“I’ve said everything I need to about the volunteer forms. Go ahead and fill them out on your own — I’ll be back shortly.” As soon as Yan Shuang finished speaking, she vanished from the podium.

Just as the other students buried their heads in filling out their volunteer forms, solemnly penning the strokes that would shape their futures, Mo Lan was waiting alone outside the door of Yan Shuang’s private training facility — one equipped with top-tier equipment.

She didn’t have to wait long. The space outside the training facility door suddenly produced a subtle yet remarkably stable fluctuation, and a tall, slender figure appeared without any warning, as if she had been standing there all along.

The newcomer was a woman wearing a well-tailored silver-gray robe.

She carried an intellectual and composed air. A pair of rimless glasses sat on the bridge of her nose, and behind the lenses, her gaze was sharp, as though she could see through everything.

“Linna, punctual as always.” Yan Shuang’s voice came from behind her — she too had just teleported back.

The woman called Linna pushed her glasses up, a hint of pleasant surprise curving at her lips. “Shuang, it’s been so long!”

“It has!” Yan Shuang opened the training facility door. “Let’s talk inside!”

Linna nodded, her gaze falling on Mo Lan. “You must be Student Mo Lan! I’m Linna, the Director of Admissions at Mirror Ruins University. You can call me Teacher Linna. Your teacher and I are former classmates and good friends.”

Yan Shuang clicked her tongue lightly but ultimately didn’t deny it.

Only then did Mo Lan speak up: “Teacher Linna.”

“There we go!” Linna smiled and linked her arm with Yan Shuang’s. The two chatted as they walked into the training facility.

“When I received the materials you sent, I was absolutely astonished! This year’s Youth Class might actually be able to recruit several students.”

“Several? The student quality is that good this year?”

“Indeed! Before you submitted your materials, two children had already been admitted.”

“It seems Mo Lan will have peers of comparable ability to grow alongside after all.”

…

Trailing behind them, all alone, Mo Lan suddenly found herself missing Vasida and Sylph.

“Alright! Let’s get down to business!” Linna pulled out two sets of testing instruments directly from her storage mirror accessory and beckoned Mo Lan over. “First, release your psychic power at full strength toward this device. No holding back or suppressing whatsoever.”

“Understood.” Mo Lan walked up to the psychic power testing device with its light screen. The psychic power within her body — the portion not sealed behind her psychic power barrier — immediately surged into the designated spot on the instrument.

The value displayed on the instrument jumped rapidly before finally stabilizing on a single number.

“3,292,134 — Three-Star Second Stage, confirmed!” Linna nodded with satisfaction and operated the instrument to export the test report.

Mo Lan stared at the number on the instrument, her mind buzzing with suspicion.

The number was far too precise, and it looked very familiar.

If she converted the psychic power she had displayed into Mana, it would be roughly this amount.

Did Mirror Ruins University’s instruments also use Mana as the baseline unit to measure psychic power?

Didn’t that imply there were people at Mirror Ruins University who had mastered Mana? Were they Sorceresses, or Explorers who had come into contact with the Well of the Sky?

“All done!” Linna put away Mo Lan’s psychic power test report and opened another large, cube-shaped instrument with a transparent crystal-like texture. “This is the Skill Testing Chamber. It can test any beast core skill available on the market. Just go inside and use whatever skills you know.”

Mo Lan nodded and stepped into the Skill Testing Chamber, running through all three of the skills she publicly possessed.

Each time a skill was activated, the testing chamber’s light screen displayed data related to that skill — even more detailed and precise than the training targets in Teacher Yan Shuang’s training facility.

“Lesser Mirror Image — perfect extraction.”

“White Light Flash — perfect extraction.”

“Thunderstorm Trample — perfect extraction.”

The smile on Linna’s face gradually widened. “Excellent foundations! Two one-star skills and one three-star skill, all perfectly extracted! Shuang, this child’s combat technique proficiency must be quite good too, right?”

“I trained her myself. What do you think?” Yan Shuang tilted her chin up.

“What a wonderful surprise!” After Mo Lan stepped out of the testing chamber, Linna retrieved from her storage mirror accessory a palm-sized mirror with silver patterns inlaid along its edges and a purple star on the back, then solemnly presented it to Mo Lan:

“On behalf of Mirror Ruins University, I formally invite you to enroll in the Mirror Ruins University Youth Class.”

Mo Lan accepted the small mirror with both hands. “What is this?”

In the Three Thousand Mirror Ruins World, anything related to spatial manipulation took the form of mirrors or objects exhibiting mirror-like properties. There was no way to tell what it did just from its appearance.

Director Linna explained with a smile:

“Everyone calls it a mirror emblem. It serves as both a teleportation portal to Mirror Ruins University’s independent mirror space and your future student ID and identity marker at the school.

Additionally, it contains a medium-sized storage space that has been registered with the school’s logistics warehouse and has a spatial anchor point set within it.

You can imprint it with your psychic power right now to bind it to yourself. After that, it will belong entirely to you.

As for the details of your admission notice and related instructions, they’ve all been placed inside. They should perfectly answer any questions you might have.”

Curiosity piqued, Mo Lan imprinted it with her psychic power. She then watched as the palm-sized mirror transformed into a streak of purple light that merged into her arm, leaving behind a purple star pattern on her skin — looking just like a temporary tattoo.

“This…” Mo Lan gently touched the purple star and immediately sensed a storage space within. (End of Chapter)