"Experience the life of ordinary people, starting with campus life," the young man said to Bai Yuan. This put Bai Yuan in a difficult position, as the young man's identity was very dangerous. Even if he were to be let out, it would usually be arranged in a place far from the crowd. However, his condition was to interact with more people, which made Bai Yuan hesitate for a moment.
"May I ask why you want to experience the life of ordinary people?" Bai Yuan asked, hoping to persuade him to stay away from the crowd if possible. The young man smiled faintly, "Do you know why I stopped initially?"
The reason why "Catastrophe" suddenly repented had always been the greatest mystery to the entire World Government, and in these five years, "Catastrophe" had not revealed a single word about it.
Although Bai Yuan didn't say anything, the young man could feel her curiosity and began to explain on his own, "It's quite simple - because of a song, a girl's voice. Although it was just a fragment, it caused a tremendous change in my heart. This time, I proposed this condition in order to find her."
This statement by the young man shocked Bai Yuan. The fact that "Catastrophe" had repented simply because of a song made her bitter, but at the same time, it also informed her that the young man still had human nature. In the end, she agreed to him, "Fine, on behalf of the entire Huaxia District, I accept your condition. In exchange, you must stand up when the World Government needs you."
The young man shrugged, "I'll do my best. By the way, I'm not called 'Catastrophe.' My real name is Han Jin - coldness of cold, ashes of ashes. I chose it myself."
After the negotiation, Bai Yuan decided to send Han Jin to a place specifically designed to cultivate superpower—Hero Academy. The Hero Academy was located on an island and was connected to the mainland by only a single suspension bridge, making it semi-closed off.
The academy was devoted to training superhumans for the World Government. Graduates from the academy went on to have promising careers as heroes. A memorial park was established at the end of the academy for those who had sacrificed themselves in numerous battles, to be remembered and loved by the people.
Anya was Bai Yuan's assistant, a cute and timid girl who, although only eighteen years old, had already reached the rank of A-level hero. Her ability was not focused on combat, but on data analysis and calculation. However, now she was embarrassed because Bai Yuan had appointed her to escort Han Jin to Hero Academy. The thought of the Demon Lord who had almost destroyed the world sitting so close to her made her shiver with fear.
Because of Han Jin's extraordinary identity, Bai Yuan couldn't escort him personally, so she entrusted her most trusted assistant, Anya, to escort him instead.
The driver glanced at Han Jin and Anya through the rearview mirror, "Are you two in a fight? Why are you sitting so far apart? A husband and wife's fight is quickly resolved in bed. Let go of small differences and move on."
Anya wanted to explain but for some reason, she couldn't even say a normal sentence now.
On the contrary, Han Jin smiled and explained to the driver, "Uncle, you are mistaken. We are just ordinary friends, not lovers. She's probably just feeling unwell right now." As he said this, Han Jin moved closer to Anya with their faces almost touching, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere?""Too close!" That was the roaring in Anya's heart as a Super Demon King stood less than ten centimeters away from herself. Anya felt a tremendous pressure on her chest, making her breathing difficult, and eventually she fainted from fear, which left Han Jin at a loss since he didn't do anything.
Ultimately, Anya's escort mission failed. But fortunately, Bai Yuan had already given Han Jin the legal identity certificate he had designed for him, so even without Anya's help to negotiate with people inside the college, Han Jin was qualified to attend the assessment. Hero Academy enrolls students all year round, but it can only receive up to 30 students a day. To enter Hero Academy, one must pass the assessment of at least a B-level Awakening Level examiner, and the level of difficulty is so high that trying to cheat will only end in disgrace.
"There are quite a lot of test-takers today." A burly bald man dressed in a white tank top came out from inside the academy, looking interestedly at the line of people at the registration office. The long-haired man at the reception seemed to know this guy, "Yo, Iron Wolf, what brings you here today?"
The burly bald man smiled, "I heard there are a lot of students registering today, so I couldn't just sit idly by. Why don't I just act as the examiner for today?"
The long-haired man lit a cigarette and didn't refuse the offer, "Sounds good. You can have all the fun you want with 21 test-takers today."
The burly bald man exchanged positions with the long-haired man and picked up the list of registrants, “Our Hero Academy, as the name suggests, is a place where heroes are born. In this chaotic world, those without strength cannot become heroes. If you want to enter this place, you have to pass my test. Otherwise, you might as well hide behind the strong and just be an ordinary person."
As he spoke, the burly man tore the list of registrants into shreds, "I have no interest in remembering your names now, only by passing my test can you make me know your names. The test is quite simple, mainly through combat with me to analyze your abilities. Just attack me, if you can even hurt a hair on my body, you'll pass."
Saying this, the burly man took out a pair of black, metal giant gauntlets and put them on his hands, "These power-enhancing gauntlets can increase the strength of my muscles and further enhance my defensive abilities. Alright, who's first?"
A tall, thin, and somewhat sleazy-looking man seemed eager to try and said, "I'll be the first." Then he pulled out a dazzling blue light-emitting, alloy steel knife embedded with several gems of various colors from his waist.
The origin of this knife was not small; someone in the crowd recognized it and was shocked, "Wait, isn't that the weapon of Silver Fang, a three-star hunter from the Hunter's Guild? He was a superpower at the age of twenty, and this was his famous weapon."
The man with the knife smirked arrogantly with a condescending expression, "Need you to tell me? My father spent three million union currency to buy this treasure for me. I'll be the first to enter Hero Academy!"
It was then that Han Jin realized all the other test-takers brought their weapons, except for himself. However, he had never used weapons before, and he didn't know there was such a rule here.
The tall, thin man swung the alloy steel knife in a graceful arc toward the shoulder of the burly man, making a loud "clang" sound of metal collision. The thin man's movement was frozen as he immediately let out a cry like a beaten pig. His hand that held the knife twisted in an eerie curve, and the man fainted in pain.
The burly man looked down on him with disdain, "The knife is good, but the man is worthless. The mere force of the recoil is enough to break your bones, and you expect to become a hero?”
"By the way, who will call an ambulance for him? Take him away and switch to the next test-taker." The burly man stood with his arms folded, not moving a bit.
"It's not fair. You are obviously an examiner already and still use such advanced tools. It makes it even more difficult for us." The remaining test-takers were unhappy, thinking that the level of the burly man's gauntlets was too high.The burly man snorted and stared at him coldly: "Will a superpowered criminal talk about fairness and justice when they're trying to kill you? If you're not strong enough, just stop embarrassing yourself here and get lost." Being stared at by the burly man, the previous guy who had stepped forward shrank back in fear.
"Coming to Hero Academy with this kind of combat power? What useless trash." A black-clothed young man with long bangs covering his eyes stepped out. He kicked the tall and thin man who had fainted on the ground aside and looked at the burly man with a strange expression, "I'd like to ask the examiner, regardless of what kind of weapon I use, as long as I can injure you, I will pass, right?"
The burly man nodded: "That would show your skill." The young man with bangs had a pleased expression, "That's good."
Then, the young man with bangs smiled and pulled out a black Gatling machine gun from his coat. He looked at the burly man with wide eyes and a crazy expression, sticking out his tongue: "Examiner, Sir, you didn't say we couldn't use firearms, right?" However, the burly man just smiled slightly, signaling him to take action.
"Examiner, Sir, I think maybe we should call another ambulance, these bullets aren't very discriminating, you know." The young man with bangs was very confident in his firepower, but his dawdling made the burly man impatient, "Just take action if you're going to and stop stalling. Are you trying to annoy me?"
"If something goes wrong, don't blame me." The young man with bangs had a fanatical look on his face as he excitedly activated the machine gun in his hands. In one second, hundreds of bullets fiercely rained down on the burly man. The sound of bullets firing and hitting the burly man was deafening, and the ground under him was churned up by bullets. The barrage lasted several minutes until the young man with bangs ran out of ammunition. When the dust cleared, the burly man was still standing, not even a bullet hole in his white vest. The young man with bangs swallowed hard, incredulous: "How... How is that possible?!"
The burly man lazily yawned, and in a flash appeared in front of the young man with bangs. He snatched his Gatling machine gun and twisted the barrel into a twisted shape, as easily as if he was kneading clay. He threw it on the ground: "Do you think we are still in the time before the 'World Catastrophe'? The damage of firearms to living beings has been greatly reduced. You're just another piece of trash. Next."
Only Han Jin hadn't spoken yet, all he could think about was where to get a weapon or something like that.
Twenty people one after another brought out all sorts of strange items, and one even claimed to have practiced martial arts for ten years, but went up and broke his hand with a single punch. So far, no one had been able to pass the test.
At this point, someone couldn't bear it anymore. A failed young man with yellow hair angrily stared at the burly man, saying, "You are obviously maliciously increasing the difficulty, who can pass this test?"
The burly man glanced at him with disdain: "Just because you can't pass, doesn't mean others can't. If you can't even get past me, it just means you're too weak."
"How can anyone pass if you deliberately increase the difficulty like this? If someone today passes, I will... I will..." The young man with yellow hair glanced at a steaming pile of dog feces on the ground, "If someone passes today, I'll eat this pile of crap."
Of course, he was just speaking out of anger. But at this moment, the only remaining test-taker was Han Jin, who was late and hadn't written his name down yet. Either way, the list of names had already been torn up by the burly man, so it made no difference.
"How do you know the last test-taker can't pass?" In the burly man's view, this seemingly harmless and innocent-looking young man was definitely extraordinary, unlike the others. He never looked at him, instead gazing around as if distracted and completely unfazed, giving off a sense of composure like a seasoned general.
Han Jin had been searching for a suitable weapon for a while but hadn't found anything useful. The twenty people who went before him had all failed, and now it was his turn.
"Just like those guys, if you can injure me, you'll pass." The Iron Wolf was a superpowered individual, and even someone of the same level would find it difficult to injure him easily. However, these people were merely new students, so he only used 30% of his full power, "Show me your weapon."Fortunately, Han Jin had already found a magical weapon beforehand. He calmly took out a red brick from his chest, which looked quite old. The brick was not only covered with moss, but also with a stubborn lump of black mud, looking like it was picked up from some ruins at the last minute.
"Are you kidding me?" The burly man looked at the "weapon" in Han Jin's hand, feeling that his intelligence was being crushed.
On the contrary, Han Jin was not afraid and looked indifferent: "Didn't the examiner say that any weapon can be used? I think my brick is quite good, not only for selfies, but also for shooting as I wish, its pixels are much higher than a mobile phone."
Han Jin's words made the people present laugh helplessly, while the burly man was speechless: "I have to see what's special about your brick, but I advise you to call an ambulance first, because if you dare mess with me, I guarantee you'll be lying in the hospital for a month."
Han Jin shrugged, walked up to the burly man with the brick, and slapped it on the man's head with a backhand. The burly man suddenly saw darkness, turned his eyes white, spat out foam, and fainted.
It had been a long time since he had fought, so Han Jin's control of his strength wasn't very natural, and he was a bit heavy-handed. He turned around and looked helplessly at the onlookers: "Um... Could someone please call an ambulance for this gentleman?"
