Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You?

Chapter 570  Let The Examination Begin!

Soon, several people met acquaintances, and spoke in great detail about how they got to know of the great Grandmaster, elders and sect disciples!

 "There I was, hanging by a giant spider thread, about to be eaten alive when suddenly, a big light, the sun of the sun, blasted out from nowhere."

"I tell you, it was incredible! We had set out in the Safari, looking for the wild lion the locals said was bizarre. Of course, we didn't believe them, but still headed into the heart of the jungle like the adventurous people that we are… All I can say is that we were wrong! I will never forget that day, 8 people died… all because of our so-called adventurous spirit!"

…

Tales echoed amid the magnificent space, stories of the many unknown deeds these military people never knew about.

Again, this only made their faces grow grimmer than it already was. Why were so many people aware of this but they, the armed forces, dead-last in knowing?

"Brat, how dare you grow taller than your uncle?"

"Uncle Bho!" Khalea was happy to see the funny old man. It seems that the big ancient families have all known of the existence of monsters a long time ago while they were oblivious to it all. Like so, many stepped into the vast space, marveling at the place they were gathered in.

No joke, it made them look like ants, with the ceilings being so high it looked like it could reach the skies. Right now, the one called Grandmaster was seated at the far front, alongside several called Academy Elders. Her uncle Gia was among them too. And from the looks of things, it seems this Grandmaster person didn't like talking very much. Well, sure enough, she was right because in the next second, he spoke no more than 3 sentences.

"Let's get to the point. You are all here for a test, and if you pass, you'll know before midnight, 9 days from now. … And should you fail, my last sentence speaks for itself, doesn't it?"

"_"

[Host, as academy master, can't you say a few more words to get their blood boiling and their excitement off the roof?]

'Not important.' Was it in his job description when he decided to open the academy for the system? [...]

The system again felt the urge to beat its host blacks and blue. Oops… Just kidding!

How dare the system dream of touching its black-hearted host? It was strange to say that it felt it would perish if it dared to do so. It was funny how a mere human could threaten its existence so much.

Dorian sat comfortably, elegantly crossing his legs like a monarch before his subjects. .

Test? Test? Did he say test? Several people had a ton of questions to ask, but after sensing his unquestionable aura, they could only swallow their words in silence.

Dammit! This was the vaguest test they had seen in their lives. What were the guidelines for passing? What were these academy people looking at for their answers to be considered a pass? Hello? Who can answer their questions?

(#w#)

Even the old Generals and many in high positions felt tense in their hearts. Do you know how many years it has been since they underwent any entry-level tests? Well, Dorian had no more turn to waste on them. Before they could think any further, Dorian flicked his wrist, and a figure appeared, one that left their jaws dropping to the ground. "Master…" It was the Guardian Pandrol, who appeared with his lion head and human body. If it were before, they would think it should be a man wearing a lion head suit. But after what they went through, they were more than willing to bet it was actually a half lion-head figure, with a long tail poking out at the back of his suit. Then, everyone watched Pandrol split into 7 clones before commanding everyone to step closer to the 7 orbs ahead. '...' [Everyone]

Did they just see what they thought they saw?

Several people wiped their eyes again, but still found that they could still see 7 Pandrols ahead. (0_0)

Forget it–

They were afraid that if they thought any deeper, their brains would explode.

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One by one, they found themselves stepping forth. One by one, they reached the orb and did as instructed. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Khalea's insides were all tangled as she felt a truck-load of butterflies roar in her belly.

"Young lady, you're next." Pandrol's elegant voice traveled in the air.

Taking a closer look at Pandrol, she realized that although he had a lion-head, it had somewhat distinct features from other lions, giving it a far more majestic and noble appearance. Pandrol chuckled, "Your hand, young lady… place your hand on the orb."

"Ah!..." Khalea was embarrassed to be caught staring, but did as instructed. Instantly, she felt a warm surge of energy leave her palm. And then–

Vmmmmm!

A bright black energy with gold specs engulfed the orb completely.

What? Why were others releasing blue, green, white, fiery red, and other vibrant colors, but she was emitting a black one instead?

'I… I failed?' Khalea pouted her lips, a little disappointed.

But what she didn't know was that several academy elders were nodding their heads in approval, trying to hold their excitement. F****!

Do you know that apart from the Grandmaster of 2 others, no one else in the entire academy filled with thousands, had the Shadow Innate ability. According to the books, Lightning, shadow, magma, and a few others were very quite unique and rare, meaning the person's potential and heavenly luck was far greater than the majority. Seeing her disappointed face, they wished they could appear before her and shake her silly from her wild thoughts.

Even the academy disciples felt their hearts throb in pain when seeing her expression. One could almost see her disdain for the black light emitting from her. BASTARD!

If you don't like it so much, then why don't they exchange talents?

(>*x*)

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