Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

The admiration in everyone's eyes increased even more. They were all people who had experienced it firsthand, so they knew how insane this assessment was.

But with the same test, others can play the game with ease. Escaping once is accidental, twice is lucky, but what about the third or fourth time?

That's real strength!

Once everyone had arrived, the examiners in charge of the assessment came out of their tents and stood before the group.

"stand at attention!"

"Take a break!"

"This round of jungle survival assessment lasted for seven days. Our examiners used eagle tracking devices throughout the entire process, so they could see your every move!"

The lead examiner had sharp eyes, his gaze sweeping over everyone, and he paused subconsciously when he saw Xu Fang.

"If you ask me for my opinion of you, I would say: Terrible! Terrible!"

"Both the examiners and the pursuers are far worse than I imagined. I simply can't believe that this is the fresh blood for our Forbidden Army's future!?"

Everyone lowered their heads, feeling somewhat ashamed.

"Don't give me that new format or that I've never seen it before. I'm just asking you, will the enemies and demons give you a chance to familiarize yourselves with it?"

"Some people have such poor survival skills in the wild that they almost poisoned themselves after eating a mushroom. What's the use of keeping such people around? I'd rather spend the money training them to find a few hunter mages in the Hunter's Alliance; they'd be much more reliable than him!"

"This is the most outstanding military magistrate under the age of twenty-five in my Central Military Command?"

These words were even harsher, and for a moment no one dared to respond. Despite the large number of people present, the only sound was the wind.

The instructor's voice softened: "Of course, when choosing the best from the worst, there are always a few who are not quite satisfactory. Now, I will announce the final list of selected candidates!"

"First place, Xu Fang, caught zero times!"

"Second place, Jiang Shaoxu, caught zero times!"

"Third place, Qin Zheng, arrested twice!"

Fourth place...

"The arrangements and rewards for the selected personnel will be announced in two days!"

"Everyone else can go now. Xu Fang, you stay behind."

Chapter 60 You Have a Story, I Have No Wine

When the instructor called his name, Xu Fang was stunned for a moment, then followed him all the way to the central tent.

The others watched his retreating figure with envy.

This guy's made it big!

Yes, although the instructors did not give a clear explanation of the so-called "arrangements and rewards," everyone who came here had a pretty good idea of ​​what was going on.

Those who make it into the top few will have the opportunity to be selected by the Forbidden City Army!

Xu Fang, who is ranked number one by a cliff, is eligible to make a reverse selection!

Following the instructor into the tent, there was only one man inside, dressed in military uniform. Just sitting there, he exuded a mountain-like pressure.

Xu Fang glanced at the military rank on his shoulder, then saluted crisply: "Commander Jiang!"

"sit."

Jiang Chong looked at Xu Fang, a hint of satisfaction gradually appearing on his face: "Xu Fang, your resume has always been excellent, but this survival competition has once again refreshed my understanding of you."

Xu Fang couldn't figure out what this person was thinking; he knew absolutely nothing about him.

In the original novel, it was only mentioned that Jiang Chong was the leader of the Forbidden City Army, guarding the Qinling Mountains, and was a big shot on the same level as the army leader Hua Zhanhong.

He said, "I've done my best."

"What a fine example of doing your best!" Jiang Chong praised. "Never give up, never abandon—that's exactly the same spirit as our Forbidden Army. You're really getting more and more to my... my taste!"

What exactly is this old guy up to?

Seeing that Jiang Chong was about to ramble on, Xu Fang cut to the chase: "I wonder what important matter the Commander-in-Chief has to discuss with me?"

Jiang Chong choked for a moment, then laughed and said, "Young people are really impatient... I didn't come to see you for anything else, I just wanted to know your future plans. I heard from Fei Jiao that you don't intend to join the Forbidden City Army?"

"Yes." Xu Fang nodded in agreement.

The instructors watching from the sidelines stared at Xu Fang in disbelief, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

Don't want to join the Forbidden City Army?

What's the difference between this and cooking without cilantro?!

Compared to the instructors, Jiang Chong was much more shrewd, and said without changing his expression:

"If you just want to go to university, we also have military academies, which train the best military mages, including your instructors, Zhan Kong and Fei Jiao."

“Every university has excellent mages,” Xu Fang said.

“That’s different.” Jiang Chong smiled mysteriously. “I won’t try to persuade you any further. It’s just the right time; the New Year is just two weeks away. I’ll introduce you to a few little monsters. You can spar with them, and you’ll change your mind.”

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The meeting with Jiang Chong ended abruptly and without any clear explanation.

After leaving the military camp, Xu Fang went straight to the hotel, booked a room, and took a long shower.

"Kuchi~ Kuchi~"

Xu Fang scrubbed himself vigorously with a bath towel, feeling as if he had instantly lost several pounds.

In the wilderness, people spend their days crawling and rolling around in caves and mud, with no facilities for bathing; at most, they can only wipe themselves down.

Others are even worse than him; he doesn't wash his face or brush his teeth for seven days, looking like a refugee fleeing a disaster.

"Ring ring..."

The phone rang. Xu Fang wiped his hands, glanced at the contact name, and answered, "Xu Fang, what brings you here?"

"Are you taking a shower?"

"What else can we do? Surf?"

What's that hissing sound?

"Never seen a scrubbing device before? Want to listen closely to how it feels gliding across my skin?"

"What's the use of just listening? Give me a video; I could eat three bowls of rice with it."

The person opposite them was Jiang Shaoxu. After the assessment, the two exchanged phone numbers.

Jiang Shaoxu said, "After living like a savage for seven days, shouldn't we treat ourselves tonight? I know a really good steakhouse, want to come along?"

"No way, it's freezing cold, who in their right mind would eat steak?"

"Then what do you want to eat?"

Xu Fang answered the phone with his left hand and rubbed soap on his body with his right: "Of course it's hot pot! There's one right across from our hotel, a big, hot pot, it's delicious."

He described it so vividly that Jiang Shaoxu's mouth watered: "I haven't had hot pot in ages. Send me the address when you get there."

"Okay." Xu Fang hung up the phone casually and continued washing up while humming a tune.

into the night.

Stroll around the streets of the ancient capital and enjoy a mini hot pot.

Xu Fang sat in the corner, placing a slice of fatty beef into a sesame sauce dish. The beef, coated in the sauce, smelled incredibly delicious.

In front of him, a small hot pot was bubbling away, with crab sticks, baby bok choy, and tempura crowded together.

The small shop was full of people, sitting together, eating and laughing, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

suddenly.

It was as if time had been stopped in an anime; the guests who had just been enjoying their meal were all frozen in place.

The next second, they all packed their things and turned to leave like puppets on strings.

Xu Fang originally wanted to play dumb and go with them. But just as he stood up, someone sat down in the seat next to him.

"Eating hot pot is the most comforting thing when it's cold," someone next to me said. "But isn't it a bit lonely for you to eat alone?"

Xu Fang sighed, sat down again, and took a bite of fatty beef: "If you guys didn't come, the whole restaurant would be my dining companions, it would be very lively."

He turned his head and stared at the only other guest besides himself.

The shop was brightly lit, yet pitch black; one could barely make out the person's outline.

"Soul-capturing and mind-controlling, Night-ruling... I'm just a mid-level mage. Isn't it overestimating me to use such advanced magic?"

"Mr. Xu, what are you saying?"

The man tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "A born spirit seed, only at the first level of the middle stage, yet he can single-handedly kill multiple second- or even third-level middle-stage individuals. Such a genius deserves all the praise he deserves."

Xu Fang didn't say anything, but scooped the food from the pot into a bowl and added a packet of instant noodles.

Seeing that he remained silent, the other party was not annoyed and lit a cigarette: "The Grand Commander summoned you today, presumably to invite you to participate in our Forbidden City Army's affairs."

Xu Fang frowned slightly. Was this guy also a member of the Forbidden City Army?

What, you don't want to go, so you resort to forcing someone to buy or sell you something?

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Jiaming. Would you like to hear my story?"

Xu Fang: "You have a story, but I have no wine."

Not understanding Xu Fang's strange words, Lin Jiaming began to speak on his own.

“Back then, I was just like you, a genius at the magic school, one of the best among my peers. During my high school training, I hunted down a demon all by myself.”

"I firmly believe that someone as outstanding as me will surely reach the pinnacle of magic and slay all demons."

"My relatives, elders, and magic teachers all told me this. In their words, humans seem to be the masters of this world, constantly winning victories and producing heroes. Under their powerful protection, humans live a comfortable life."

It wasn't until I joined the Forbidden City Army and experienced real warfare that I realized that humanity was merely eking out a living in small cities.

Generation after generation, they reproduced meaninglessly, believing that they would become stronger by continuing to reproduce. Little did they know that when they had reproduced enough, it would be time for demons to begin a gluttonous feast.

They will feast on humans, but they will also exercise some restraint in the process. They won't eat them all; if they did, humans would stop reproducing, and there would be nothing left to eat next time.

What is war? It's nothing more than demons being hungry and humanity having multiplied enough. That's all.