Chapter 794

At this time, he had cracked more than 30 levels, but because he did not collect magic power, it did not affect other students.

He entered from the entrance of the venue and subconsciously looked for Diana and Rose.

After a moment, he smiled and walked towards the two.

There were still ten minutes to 1:10. Since they were at the venue now, they had probably completed the assessment task.

Although Dak was worried about them, he would not lead them in everything.

If children want to grow up, they must learn to be independent.

He quickly met up with the two, and then listened to Diana's chattering about the assessment experience with peace of mind.

1:01.

When the students were hungry because they did not eat lunch, the assessment time finally came.

At this moment, the numbers displayed in all the magic markers returned to zero, and the magic gathered inward and could no longer be collected.

After another ten minutes, all the students in the academy returned to the venue.

Professor Jones clapped his hands and shouted loudly: "Return to the team, stand up!"

After a while, the students were divided into four squares and lined up neatly, and everyone had different expressions.

Professor Jones swept his eyes and said seriously: "Now start the inspection, bring the magic collector in order."

The magic collector has twenty grids, and each grid records the time when the collection is full.

By checking the magic collector, it is very easy to know the test results of the students.

At this time, those who completed the test early naturally had a smile on their faces.

And those who still failed to complete the test when the time was up had an ugly face and were extremely frustrated.

But today's results are yesterday's causes.

They lacked enough physical strength and knowledge, so they were not enough to pass the test.

It can only be said that after this test, I hope these students can learn from their shame and then be brave.

Unlike them whose results were obvious, another group of students who completed the task later were quite entangled.

They did not know the order in which they completed the test tasks, so they could not judge whether they were qualified.

Once they became the "forty" in the bottom forty, it would be more bitter than eating bitter herbs.

...

Duck was called over by Professor Jones.

After Professor Jones checked a magic collector, he reported a time.

He wrote down the time and sorted it roughly.

At the end, he re-sorted all the times and drew a table.

The whole work lasted until more than two o'clock in the afternoon.

After Professor Jones got the table, he asked the students to line up again and said, "Start from the first...Duck Dimon!"

Duck was not surprised, after all, he was the one who compiled the table.

After that, people like Sarah and Emma also entered the top ten.

"Students who enter the top ten will be rewarded with credits. Come to me after class to collect them. Next are the remaining thirty people in the top forty. The magic collectors in your hands will be your prizes."

Professor Jones reported the names one by one.

Diana, Rose, Doron and others were among the forty.

Surprisingly, the son of the brave who attracted everyone's attention seemed to be absent from this?

Witt Gold looked a little ugly.

The quarrel at the entrance of the dungeon and the trip to the dense forest wasted too much of his time.

At the entrance of the dungeon, he failed to successfully collect the magic power of the magic marker.

When he finally found the magic marker in the dense forest, the number on the stone pillar had returned to zero!

These two misfortunes completely pulled him down.

Although he barely completed the collection task twenty times later, he did not have much confidence that he could pass.

Robert was even slower than him.

Once he was ranked in the bottom 40, Robert could not escape.

The trip to the dungeon that the two had been planning was completely ruined.

…

After Professor Jones reported the top 40, he took a sip of hot water from the thermos and continued, "Next, start from the last one..."

As the names were read out one by one, the little magician whose name was read almost broke on the spot.

Every name that appeared could focus attention once.

The students' attention to the "unqualified" was even stronger than that to the "qualified".

The students who were unsure of the result and whose names were not called were trembling with fear, fearing that their names would be the next.

In this increasingly tense atmosphere, students were eliminated one after another.

Forty places were indeed too many.

There were only more than 160 second-year students in total, and forty was a full quarter!

This meant that one out of four people would be eliminated.

In this case, it was not surprising that anyone other than the first 40 was called.

From some unknown time on, the people who were called could not help but wail, and the wail was everywhere.

"The 35th!"

Finally, Professor Jones read the 35th name from the bottom.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief quietly, but some people's faces became more and more ugly.

Robert Bloheim was one of them.

His face was even uglier than Witt's.

To relieve the pressure, Witt whispered, "Robert, do you remember how much faster you are than that guy just now?"

Robert rarely suppressed his loud voice and took a breath and said, "Not much faster. Witt, I have an extremely ominous premonition, I'm going to die."

"No, I won't." Witt laughed dryly, "I'm not much faster than you, you can't die."

Robert held his heart and felt it beating so fast for the first time.

He whispered, "Don't comfort me. I know I'm not good enough... I lost in the debut match with Rose."

Witt reluctantly said, "How could it be? You run so fast."

"What's the use of running fast?" Robert smiled bitterly, "I was the first to find the magic marker, but I couldn't solve the puzzle at all. I finally figured it out after everyone else solved it and left.

Witt, I'm probably dead. When the results come out, don't forget to find a guide. It's too dangerous to enter the dungeon alone."

Witt's face was stiff: "No, we agreed to go together for the first time."

"The thirty-seventh..."

Robert's face became uglier and uglier, but he couldn't help but feel lucky.

"Only three people!" Witt said quickly, "The chance is great, you bear it."

"I can't bear it anymore..." Robert gritted his teeth and said, "The thirty-eighth, there are two left!"

Witt breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

There are only two left, and there are at least two or three people between him and Robert.

This means that he can't be eliminated anyway.

And the probability of Robert being eliminated is not particularly high.

"The 39th..." Robert's eyes widened suddenly.

This 39th from the bottom is still not him!

"There is only one left!" Witt said hurriedly, "Think about it quickly, is there anyone who is later than you and has not been called?"

Robert trembled all over: "Yes, it seems that there is, let me think, let me think..."

"Robert Bloheim."

Professor Jones read out the last name in a flat tone.

In this world, there are always people who don't work hard at ordinary times, but they are lucky at the last moment.

And these missing efforts will be reflected in the final result.

Robert Bloheim, out!

...

When the name of the 40th from the bottom came out, almost all the eyes in the audience were instantly focused on Robert.

The eyes were so strong that even Witt, who was standing next to Robert, felt blinded.

He wanted to comfort Robert, but his heart was filled with the emotion of "luck".

Robert was the 40th from the bottom, so he was the 43rd from the bottom, or the 44th from the bottom...

He was just a few people away, and he would be eliminated!

If he was eliminated, he really had no face to see his mother.

...

Dak looked at Robert curiously, a little surprised.

He thought that with Robert's physical advantage, he would be able to find the magic marker faster and have more time to think about the solution, so it was unlikely to be eliminated.

And Witt was even less likely to be eliminated.

If the duo couldn't even enter the dungeon...

"It seems that Witt can only fight alone in the dungeon trip in October."

Dak blinked, thinking that this might not be all bad.

"Could it be that this is the so-called accident?"

His mind turned quickly, analyzing the current situation, and gradually had more expectations for the dungeon trip this weekend.

...

In short, when someone is happy, someone must be sad.

No matter how upset Robert was, he couldn't change the fact that he was out.

After reading his name, Professor Jones slowly said, "Don't think you can be lucky if your name is not called. If I think any of you are still not qualified to enter the dungeon, I will ban you at any time.

The same goes for the 40 people who are temporarily out. Don't think you can enter the dungeon in November after October.

If you still can't show me progress in October, this semester may just pass. Okay, disband!"

Professor Jones's tone became more and more severe as time went on.

So much so that when she shouted "disband", the students didn't cheer.

After a while...

The students who recovered finally moved.

The students who didn't make it into the top 40 began to hand in the "magic collector" one after another.

The students who made it into the top 10 began to collect credits from Professor Jones.

Dak also received credits.

Although this credit reward was not much compared to his savings, it was a reward for being the first in the assessment, so he was still very happy.

Well, it's better than nothing.