Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

"Have you sent the little ones over there?"

"Yes, sir. There are 5,214 new students in this year’s class. Apart from those who died after enrollment for various reasons, the remaining 4,892 have all entered that world."

"Yes, keep a close eye on them. They need to leave at least five hundred people for me to return, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the director."

"clear."

After Ron and the other new apprentices were sent through the portal of light, only the formal wizards remained in the room.

The same booming voice rang out again, explaining the specific details of this assessment to everyone.

Judging from the meaning behind that person's words, it seems that the academy intends to put this year's students through a good test.

The others present exchanged glances, their thoughts unreadable.

Some wizards connected to the apprentices sent in looked worried, like Felites, whose eyes were fixed on the portal of light, thinking:

"Adele, you must come back, or Grandpa's investment will go down the drain again."

......

Ron felt his body falling uncontrollably, so fast it felt like he was about to set himself on fire.

A continuous stream of heat is transferred from the body surface into the body.

Fortunately, he now has a relatively high tolerance for flames; otherwise, he truly felt he would have been burned alive.

The chaotic consciousness is unaware of the passage of time in the outside world; it feels as if a long time has passed, yet also as if only a moment has elapsed.

A shooting star streaked across the sky, hurtling rapidly towards the forest below.

Just as it approached the ground, it slowly came to a stop, hovering in mid-air. The airflow caused by its extreme speed bent the flowers, plants, and trees below.

After a while, specks of light began to appear on the outside of the "meteor" floating in mid-air, and then slowly disappeared. A figure emerged from the light, naked, squinting at the sun in the sky:

"Have we arrived yet?"

This person was none other than Ron, who had just arrived in this world.

Seeing his current naked state, he quickly retrieved the storage bag he had swallowed and then probed it with his spiritual power:

Aside from some cheap food, some sorcery scrolls, and a "beacon ring" issued by the academy, there was nothing else inside.

"Heh, old man, you're taking the clothes too?"

Remembering how ruthless Felix had been when he attacked, Ron gritted his teeth in hatred.

You took my clothes, so don't blame me for retaliating. Adele, blame your grandfather...

However, the most urgent task right now is to find something to cover myself.

Ron thought to himself, his eyes sweeping over the surrounding trees and bushes: "I guess I'll just have to make do."

Reluctantly, he used his mental power to gather the scattered leaves on the ground onto himself, and just as he was about to use his magic to mobilize the surrounding fire elemental magical particles, his expression suddenly changed:

"What's going on?"

A huge fireball, as tall as a person, appeared in his eyes.

I only slightly moved the surrounding fire elemental magic particles, so how could this happen?

Feeling the power of the fireball in front of him, if it weren't for the fact that his panel showed he was still just a mid-level wizard apprentice, Ron would have almost thought he had unknowingly advanced to a full-fledged wizard.

Just as he was pondering the cause of this unusual situation, a rustling sound suddenly came from around him.

Ron's expression changed slightly. He had only just arrived in this world and didn't know much about anything yet.

If you were to encounter an extraordinary being from this world, it's hard to say what would happen.

He quickly dispersed the fireball in front of him and tried to find a place to hide, but unfortunately, it was too late.

"ah!!!"

Before the girl's scream could fully escape her lips, Ron abruptly interrupted her.

Wearing only a grass skirt, Ron stared blankly at the girl in front of him, whose mouth he had covered and whose bright, clear eyes were glistening with tears: "First of all, I'm not a pervert."

Upon hearing this, the girl nodded her head frantically, like a chick pecking at rice.

Her golden hair tossed back and forth, as if to say: Yes, yes, you're not. It's incredibly amusing.

"Secondly, I don't want to hurt you. If I let go, can you promise you won't scream?"

The girl kept nodding, tears streaming down her face. "Mother, I should have listened to you. The outside world is so terrible. I can't understand what this guy is saying. I hope he just wants money, otherwise... sob sob sob~"

For Visia, who had grown up in the wealthy district of the imperial capital, the boy's attire was something she had never seen before in her life.

No wonder she reacted so strongly.

Ron released his hand from the girl's mouth, glanced at the saliva on it with disgust, and then shook it off forcefully.

Although Visia hadn't understood what he was saying before, she immediately understood after seeing his actions. Her delicate face flushed red, and she said somewhat exasperatedly, "It's not dirty!"

Ron was slightly taken aback when he heard her voice:

"Damn it, I forgot this is another world, the language is completely different. Damn it, that old man took my Wizarding Common Tongue converter too."

With this thought in mind, he let out a deep breath.

He looked at the girl, extended his spiritual power, and surged towards her sea of ​​souls.

Can you hear me?

When Visia heard the voice of the strange man in her mind, she froze on the spot, unable to move.

"Could he have been frightened by this little girl?" Looking at her like this, Ron had this thought, and his resentment towards that old man Felix deepened even further.

"If I can't deal with you, surely I can deal with your granddaughter?"

But just as he was lost in thought, from the other end of the mental connection—within the girl's sea of ​​souls—another scream rang out: "Ah!!!"

However, unlike last time, the girl's cries this time no longer contained the fear she had shown before; instead, they were filled with an excitement that was hard to describe.

"Are you the legendary superhuman? Can you teach me how you did that?"

"..."

"Hmm? Are you there? Can you hear me?"

Ron looked at the girl waving at him with a hint of helplessness, not understanding why this girl was so carefree.

"I am here."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Savage, I was too excited just now, I was so rude."

"Mr. Savage?"

"Yes, isn't that right?"

Ron fell silent again, unsure of what to say, since his current situation was indeed no different from that of a savage.

"By the way, Mr. Savage, you haven't answered my question yet. Is the ability you're using now considered superhuman?"

The girl's words made him fall into deep thought, but after a short while, Ron smiled and met her gaze:

"Yes."

The two simple words instantly cheered the girl up, and she clenched her little fist tightly, saying, "Wuhu~ I found it!"

"Mr. Savage, can you make me a superhuman too?"

"Of course...that's possible, but I have a few requirements."