Douluo Dragon King: The Blue Silver Divine Tree, The Holy Dragon Devours the Heavens

With the metal tag given to them by Liu Yuxin and the recommendation letter from Hongshan College, the two of them smoothly completed the enrollment procedures.

As expected, Xu Mengqing was also assigned to Class 5 of the first year because of her Blue Silver Grass martial soul.

Two free school uniforms and a dormitory key; as for first-year textbooks, they will be distributed when classes officially begin.

"Meng Qing, what's your dorm room number? Mine is 205," Tang Wulin asked, glancing at his dorm key.

"Mine is 206, right next to your dorm," Xu Mengqing replied after glancing at it.

As they spoke, the two arrived at the dormitory building at the back. The dormitory building was about the same height as the teaching building, also twelve stories high.

When I got to the dormitory building, the hallway was a mess, with all sorts of things scattered everywhere. It was probably trash and items that the previous students hadn't cleaned up before leaving and that they were too lazy to take with them.

Rooms 205 and 206 are adjacent to each other. After finding their dorm rooms, the two opened their respective doors and went inside.

He gently pushed the door, but it was tightly shut. It seemed no one was inside. He used his key to open his own dormitory door and went inside.

But as soon as she entered, dust rushed towards her face, hitting Xu Mengqing's nose directly.

"Cough cough, damn it, how long has this place been uninhabited?"

Xu Mengqing glanced around the dormitory room. There were two bunk beds, enough for four people. Two tables, four chairs, two cabinets, and a lamp—that was all the furniture in the room.

Xu Mengqing put her luggage aside and rolled up her sleeves. "Let's do a quick clean first."

Picking up a rag, Xu Mengqing first wiped the dust off the table and chairs.

They started cleaning.

After cleaning the room and making the bed, Xu Mengqing sat on the bed to rest for a while before deciding to go to the East China Sea Mecha Pilot Association to take the exam for a Level 1 Mecha Designer.

Just as Xu Mengqing opened the dormitory door, she heard

"boom--"

"Crash—" Then came another series of sounds of shattering glass windows.

"Ah!" A boy screamed as he flew out of the window of dormitory room 205 on the second floor.

Before Xu Mengqing could react, another loud commotion came from dormitory 205.

A furious roar of grief and anger rang out, the sound almost echoing throughout the entire corridor.

"Why are you city people so wicked?!"

Another figure was sent flying like a cannonball. However, unlike the previous person, it did not break through the window and fall from the second floor. Instead, it flew out of the door and, with a loud bang, was embedded in the wall of the second-floor hallway.

His vision went black and his head lolled to the side; he lost consciousness on the spot.

Tang Wulin walked out of the messy dormitory, panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot.

Upon seeing Xu Mengqing, the red light in Tang Wulin's eyes subsided slightly.

Xu Mengqing stared blankly at everything. "Uh... Wu Lin, what happened?"

Tang Wulin was about to reply when a loud shout suddenly rang out.

"What's going on? What are you doing?"

The commotion at the dormitory building was so loud that teachers from the intermediate department of Donghai College quickly arrived.

Ten minutes later, Tang Wulin, Zhou Changxi, Xie Xie, and their roommate Yun Xiao, who had been involved in the fight, were all summoned to the office by Long Hengxu, the director of the intermediate-level teaching department. A reprimand and punishment were likely to follow.

Xu Mengqing was just passing by, so she was not included in the list.

Stepping out of the college,

Although Xu Mengqing didn't know where the Mecha Design Association was, he had a mouth, so he could always ask. After asking several times, he already knew the approximate location of the East China Sea Mecha Pilots Association.

Donghai City was enormous, many times larger than Aolai City. To save money, Xu Mengqing walked entirely towards the Donghai Mech Pilots Association.

The East Sea Mecha Association, a large organization that integrates designers, manufacturers, and repairmen, is also known as the Soul Master Association. It is said that thousands of years ago, these three professions all belonged to Soul Masters. Later, with the development of Soul Guide Mecha and Battle Armor, the three professions of designer, manufacturer, and repairman were further subdivided.

Fortunately, the East China Sea Mech Pilots Association wasn't too far from East China Sea Academy, and he had eaten a good lunch. After walking for more than half an hour, he saw his destination.

Upon entering the East China Sea Mech Pilots Association, a woman with a slender figure and thick glasses approached. She was wearing a white receptionist uniform and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Little friend, what brings you here?" the woman asked gently, looking at Xu Mengqing with curiosity.

"Hello, sister. I'm here to inquire about the assessment criteria for Level 1 Mecha Designers and the minimum age requirements for registration," Xu Mengqing said calmly, looking at the woman.

The woman was visibly taken aback, but out of professional politeness, she didn't suppress her smile and said in a gentle tone, "Theoretically, there is no age requirement for becoming a Level 1 mecha designer. As long as you can write, you can participate in the assessment by paying the fee."

"If you want to register with the association, you need to obtain a Level 1 mecha designer qualification; or have a Level 5 or higher mecha designer as your teacher. Meeting either of these two conditions will allow you to complete the certification and take on design tasks with the association."

After listening to the other person's words, Xu Mengqing asked, "Then, may I ask how much the registration fee is?"

Seeing that Xu Mengqing really wanted to sign up but didn't even know the basic registration fee, the woman couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who is your teacher? Why didn't they tell you this?"

Xu Mengqing coughed slightly, looking a little embarrassed, and then said, "I don't have a teacher. I study at home with my dad."

Indeed, Xu Zhan had not told him any of this.

The woman gave Xu Mengqing a deep look, then smiled and said, "Is that so? Come with me! I hope you can pass smoothly, little friend."

As she spoke, the woman gestured to Xu Mengqing, indicating that he should follow her. Xu Mengqing didn't pay much attention and simply followed the woman silently.

After walking down the corridor, the two arrived at a completely transparent glass room. The woman explained to Xu Mengqing, "You can go in by yourself. There will be a test paper afterward. Just follow the instructions on it."

Xu Mengqing nodded, then opened the door and walked into the glass room. As she was observing the surroundings, the situation inside the glass room changed instantly. The floor in the center cracked open, and then a square platform slowly rose up. The platform was about the size of two school desks, and there was a dip pen, ink, and an exam paper on it.

Xu Mengqing stepped forward and looked at the question above. The first question was an extremely complex soul guide design blueprint. The question required drawing a thumbnail below, which required a great deal of spatial awareness. The soul guide designer needed to put all the soul guide arrays into a metal component of a certain size, which required a great deal of space utilization ability.

This was not difficult for Xu Mengqing. After calming down a bit, she quickly drew the thumbnail with swift and skillful strokes.

The moment Xu Mengqing put pen to paper, a medium-sized hourglass stood upright, and sand slowly slid through the bottle. So it was a timed assessment after all; no wonder they said this thing was difficult to use for assessment.