Chapter 72

"It's back?" Diwu was stunned. There was a hint of regret and disappointment in his expression. "Why is it so unfortunate?"

Yu Tu: “……?”

He glared at Diwu fiercely.

Diwu was not afraid at all. He opened the car door leisurely and said, "Since we have turned back, let's go and register."

Yu Tu dragged the suitcase from the side and got out of the car, feeling lucky that he had returned to normal in time.

The registration office of Miller Kerr University is located on a spacious lawn. In the middle of the lawn stands a solitary door that is more than three meters high and two meters wide. The door is particularly western in style and is covered with gorgeous reliefs. However, on the left and right of the door squat a pair of oriental-style stone lions.

When Yu Tu came within three meters, the stone lion on the left spoke first: "Are you here to register?"

"Come on," he said, "put your acceptance letter in my mouth, I'll check it out."

Before he finished speaking, the stone lion on the right glanced at him and said, "Talk to the new students in Mandarin! Not all children can understand half Mandarin and half Dialect!"

"Ahem..." The stone lion on the left cleared his throat after being stabbed. "Are you a freshman here to register? Put the acceptance letter in my mouth and I'll check if it's real."

Yu Tu: “…Okay.”

He put the suitcase where it was, took out the collected spiritual pages from the small bag he was carrying, and put them into the stone lion's mouth.

The stone lion's fierce mouth closed, and opened again after a few seconds: "The spiritual power is right, you can take it. The spiritual power is right, you can take it."

It can be seen that this stone lion is trying its best to control itself and speak Mandarin.

"Identity verification has been passed. Come over here, little student, and register." The stone lion squatting on the right side of the door spoke, "I'll enter your information into the system. Put your hands on my head."

After Yu Tu placed his hand on the stone lion's head, he saw a faint halo in the stone lion's eyes. This time it lasted a little longer, about half a minute.

"Yu Tu, a freshman from the Eastern Department of Millerkel University, is eighteen years old, has the spiritual power of wood, is a plant race, and has not yet awakened his [Talent]."

After Shishizi finished reporting his information, he asked again, "Check to see if there are any mistakes?"

Yu Tu: “No problem.”

"No problem, just bring your acceptance letter and luggage and go in to register," Shishizi said. "Parents are not allowed in, so we can only send you here."

Yu Tu turned around and glanced at the emperor's house.

"What are you looking at me for?" Diwu smiled, "Parent, please stop~"

"Oh, right." Diwu stuffed a small bag into his hand. "The small flower pots are already packed for you. Just take them in with you."

"I'm leaving!" He waved his hand and took a few steps forward casually, but he disappeared from sight in an instant. The deluxe version of the flying leaf started up and he was out of sight in a moment.

"Your parents seem to be quite confident in you." The stone lion on the left looked at the flying leaves that disappeared in a puff of smoke. "I see some parents are particularly reluctant to send their children off, and they will stay here for a long time after entering."

Yu Tu: “…”

During this half month, he understood one thing: never put any hope in their trashy chief, as he only enjoyed watching the cubs!

After thanking the two stone lions on the left and right, Yu Tu stepped into the gate with gorgeous relief carvings.

The first step forward was on solid ground, but the second step forward was like walking into a disco without a safety rope!

Because the sudden change was too drastic, Yu Tu's scream was stuck in his throat. After falling in the mist for several seconds, he suddenly felt someone grabbing the back of his collar.

"Junior brother has a good attitude." Yu Tu heard a young and unfamiliar voice. He looked in the direction of the voice and saw someone wearing a long gown with wide sleeves and a flying sword under his feet. He was floating steadily in the air, and the back of Yu Tu's collar was grabbed in his hand.

He muttered something in a low voice, and the flying sword under his feet gradually grew longer. He placed Yu Tu behind him, and the wind in the sky made it almost impossible for Yu Tu to open his eyes.

"You brought luggage and a bag, but you didn't get scared and throw them down after entering the school gate." The young man who was carrying him on the flying sword said with a smile, "Your calm attitude may rank you in the top ten of this year's freshmen."

Yu Tu: “…”

Is it possible that he was so scared that his scream got stuck in his throat and he didn't have time to scream out?

Yu Tu opened his mouth and was about to speak when he heard a shrill scream that could pierce a person's eardrum.

Suddenly, a figure fell down from the front of them at a very fast speed. In just one second, the figure fell into the mist under their feet and could no longer be seen.

The shrill scream stopped abruptly after reaching one decibel. A few seconds later, a man rushed out from the mist below. This man was wearing a pointed wizard hat, a black cloak, and standing on an extended broom. At the fan-shaped tail of the broom, there was a chubby boy holding the broom with his hands and feet, his face full of tears.

He used his good lung capacity to shout in a clear voice: "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu, this is not admission to the school, this is murder - it is murder, wuwuwuwuwuwu -"

The boy with golden curly hair and blue eyes standing on the broom snorted coldly: "Fang Yi, is this the quality of your new students in the Eastern Department?"

He curled his lips and said, "It's just entering the school gate. Not to mention that the luggage was lost, now your legs are so weak that you can't even stand up?"

"Jonathan, if I remember correctly—" Fang Yi smiled politely, "the freshman from the Western Department who arrived at the school gate half an hour ago was frightened and fainted, right?"

Jonathan Matthew's proud expression froze, and he gritted his teeth: "Isn't it normal for the quality of freshmen to fluctuate?"

"You're right." Fang Yi nodded in agreement. He shifted his position slightly to reveal Yu Tu behind him. "Just like this junior I just met. He was very calm throughout the whole process and has a very high quality."

When Yu Tu saw Jonathan standing on the broom, his eyes instantly turned sharp.

Yu Tu: “…”

Why did he feel the atmosphere of incompatibility and gunpowder before he even entered the school? !

The fat boy lying on the end of the broom took the time to give him a sympathetic look.

The awkward confrontation was interrupted by several screams that sounded at the same time. Flying swords and brooms silently rushed out of the mist and steadily touched the freshmen who had received the "surprise" of the start of school.

All the flying swords and brooms that caught people would slowly fall down after a while, passing through the clouds that blocked the view. Below was a magnificent playground, with the white center axis of the playground as the line of sight, and the two sides were clearly separated by people and horses.

Fang Yi carried Yu Tu to the left, and the flying sword shrank sharply when it was close to the ground. When it was still half a meter above the ground, Fang Yi asked Yu Tu to jump down. After he stood firmly, he considerately handed the luggage to him.

The fat boy lying on Jonathan's broom on the other side did not have such good treatment. When the broom was still half a meter away from the ground, the broom's tail shook wildly and shook the fat boy off the broom. The next second after the fat boy was shaken off, the broom drew a semi-arc in the air and rushed to the right with a whoosh.

Before Jonathan could jump off the broom, he suddenly felt the magic power around him stagnate, and then he heard his teacher's furious voice—

"Jonathan Matthew! How many times have I told you! We wizards ride on brooms. Who told you to stand on them like the Orientals? We fly on brooms, not swords!"

Jonathan's Painful Mask, who was caught because of his slow movements: "..."

He muttered quietly: "Fang Yi is standing while I am sitting. I feel so powerless..."

"Show off your strength, show off your strength!" His teacher chased him around the playground on a broom, "You're not even using the same flying tool, what are you competing for?"

"Teacher, this is the new students coming in!!!" Jonathan's arrogant expression suddenly faded, "Don't I have any dignity!!!"

Yu Tu looked at the two brooms flying above the playground, and the expression on his face gradually became blank.

He saw a living magician! But... it was not quite the same as he imagined.

———The farce ended with Jonathan running head-on into a winged Tyrannosaurus Rex.

After all the freshmen arrived, there were only about a hundred people standing sparsely on the playground, more from the East Division and fewer from the West Division.

As everyone was talking excitedly, the sky suddenly darkened half way - the western half.

All freshmen: “???”

Before they had time to panic, a star-colored vortex suddenly appeared on the central axis where the western and eastern parts met, and a woman slowly walked out of the vortex.

Behind her, two lines of teams emerged. One line was composed of people wearing black magic robes, pointed wizard hats, and holding staffs of various shapes in their hands. They came to the front of the Western Division. The other line was composed of people wearing traditional Eastern costumes. Some of them held musical instruments in their hands, some had swords hanging from their waists, and some had tripods floating behind them. They came to the front of the Eastern Division.

After both teams stood still, the leading woman looked at the freshmen on both sides one by one and spoke:

"Miller is a joint East-West university with a hybrid curriculum. For more than a hundred years, it has been committed to exporting all kinds of outstanding talents to the world."

Her voice was not loud, but it was clear to everyone's ears.

"The Western Department focuses on alchemy, animal training, herbal medicine, wand making, spell casting and other specialties, while the Eastern Department focuses on spiritual training, physical training, formations, spells, and elixirs. After enrollment, in addition to the major courses, you must also take some elective courses from the other department."

"Each of the teachers in front of you corresponds to a major course, and you can choose one of them to study with you." She said, "Within three months, if it is not suitable, you are allowed to change your major."

The sky in the west grew darker, and a spire-like building could be vaguely seen through the wispy gray clouds.

The crucible gurgled and bubbled, the bat-winged Tyrannosaurus Rex bowed its head, the crystal on the top of the wand shone brightly, and the complex magic circle occasionally lit up with brilliant light under the gray sky...

The eastern sky is bright with sunshine, and the majestic outline seems to be there and not there.

The flowers and plants on the ground flourished out of season, rocks taller than people quietly turned into dust, mountains and seas surged and rivers turned upside down in the formation, and the yellow talismans painted with cinnabar were used in a variety of ways...

The hundred or so freshmen were dazzled.

Knowing that the freshmen's attention was no longer on her, the current principal smiled and made a final brief summary -

"Miller welcomes everyone to the new world."