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With that said, the five disembarked from the ship.

The dock where the White Sail was anchored was not small, but at this time, it was crowded and bustling.

The number of New Bloods must have exceeded ten thousand!

It turned out that there were not only one New Blood transporter berthed at the dock, but four more had followed!

Link’s previous estimate of the number of islands in the Stormy Sea was greatly off.

That’s the problem with not having enough information.

After disembarking from the crowded ship and arriving on an even more crowded dock, Link and his crew of five were nudged around, making it difficult to move freely.

This couldn’t help but remind Link of the horrible memory of buying train tickets at the window of a train station during holidays when 12306 website wasn’t in service in his previous life.

It truly was a case of people pushing people, people sticking to people, people driving people, people piling up on people.

Fortunately, the dock was designated for the thirty-nine wizard organizations to recruit New Bloods today. Aside from the excited, expectant, and nervous New Bloods, there were only the workers of the wizarding organizations in charge of recruitment.

The recruitment area was quite conspicuous, a long line of sheds arranged in a row.

Above the awning, the names and emblems of each wizarding organization floated in the air, colorful and dazzling, vying for attention.

Upon looking up, Link quickly spotted the emblem of Ravensmouth Biological and Medical College.

“We’re going over there first.”

Link said goodbye to Jimmy and the Chris siblings and headed over in that direction.

Jasmine smiled subtly and took the initiative to link her left arm with Link’s right arm.

Link didn’t think much of it.

Given Jasmine’s body size, it would probably be challenging to get over there without a bit of help.

They struggled to make their way through the short distance of a hundred meters in nearly five minutes.

About ten meters in front of the awning, ropes were strung to form a cordon, with a sign reading “Civility lineup, orderly entry” set up. One couldn’t barge their way in and had to queue up properly.

There was a square table next to the sign, with a large stack of color pages, similar to A4 paper handouts, describing the situation of Ravensmouth Biological and Medical College.

Link and Jasmine lined up at the end of the queue.

The queue wasn’t very long and there wasn’t a long wait.

After all, the New Bloods had just disembarked from the ship and most people were still undecided about where to go, targets were only clear for a few.

Link casually picked up two color pages from the table, handed one to Jasmine in front of him, and kept one for himself to read.

The content on the color page wasn’t much different from the “Overview of Wizard Organizations in the West Coast Tudor region”, with just a few more introductions about campuses.

There are three campuses under Ravensmouth Biological and Medical College, the headquarters, senior college, and Junior Division.

The headquarters are not on the main continent, or even in the Wizard World, but in a special Small World, with no clear criteria for entry.

The Senior College and Junior Division are both located in the Seuss District of the Mitchell District, overlooking each other across the lake.

The Junior Division is the place where New Bloods will soon enter, it’s where Ravensmouth Biological and Medical College cultivates wizard apprentices.

Senior college, on the other hand, is where official wizards further their education.

After reading, Link sucked in a breath, as his eyes involuntarily widened.

He seemed to see an endless educational and learning system like the one in his previous world: kindergartens, primary schools, junior high schools, high schools, colleges, master’s programs, doctoral programs, associate professors, professors, renowned professors, academicians, and so on.

Unsuitable for those who perform poorly in school.

Goosebumps instantly rise on his skin.

Frightening, terribly frightening!

Link shook his head, shivered, and then ran the Mind Closure Technique to suppress this terrible association.

“What’s wrong, Link?”

Jasmine turned to chat with Link and saw Link’s face still carrying a trace of fear. She asked concernedly.

“Nothing much.”

Link grinned, evading the matter, “I was scared by so many people. In my entire life, I’ve never seen so many people gather together before.”

“I’ve never seen it either.”

Jasmine echoed, then her mood fell slightly, “In fact, I’ve hardly ever left the castle before, let alone the territory. This is my first time leaving home. A lot of the time, I’m really envious of the commoners my age. They can run around freely. And me, I’m like a bird in a cage.”

As she spoke, Jasmine’s voice lightened, “But at least, I’m free now!”

Unfortunately, Link couldn’t empathize with her.

You might have never left the castle before, you might feel like a bird in a cage, but you live without any worries.

Unlike his original self was a blacksmith’s son. He began helping out in the blacksmith’s shop at the age of ten, and finally fainted from the heat and fell to the ground, hitting his head, and died.

But considering Jasmine has no clue about the ways of the world, Link refrains from making cynical remarks about class disparities and the lack of common joy and sorrow among people.

“It’s almost your turn, calm down and get prepared.”

Link quickly changes this weirdly started subject matter.

However, the recruitment process at Ravensmouth Biological and Medical College was indeed very efficient.

It was just a few simple conversations, and if you were willing, you would sign the agreement and proceed to the back of the shed.

If you weren’t willing, then you’d just leave. There was no time for dawdling.

Soon, it’s Jasmine’s turn.

She sat down, answered a recruiter’s questions, and picked up the pen that was on the side and signed her name on the agreement that the recruiter presented.

Before she went behind the shed, Jasmine looked back at Link, her watery blue eyes seeming to speak.

Please don’t go anywhere else and leave me all alone!

Link understood what Jasmine wanted to express, and thought to himself, this is indeed a noble lady, she’s a natural at playing these games of emotional tug-of-war.

Too bad she encounters Link….

Women, they’ll only hinder the speed of my sword drawing!

Link’s mind hardened, he initiated the “Mind Closure Technique” and cut off Jasmine’s charming image of looking back like a little deer. His desires instantly vanished, leaving his mind without distractions.

He sat down on the square stool in front of the recruiter’s table and revealed a well-behaved and obedient smile, waiting for inquiries.

“Name?”

“Link Grande.”

“Where are you from?”

“Quete Archipelago, under the jurisdiction of Viscount Holliday.”

After the two questions, the recruiter typed on a device very similar to a tablet, apparently entering Link’s information and checking his records.

A moment later, the recruiter looked up and looked closely at Link, clicking his tongue in admiration, “Wow, not bad, you’re a talent of the intermediate fourth rank. Very good.”

With that, the recruiter shuffled a stack of standardized agreements by his side, took out a new agreement from the drawer below the table, and set it in front of Link.

“Look over the terms. If you agree, then sign it.”

Link picked up the agreement and read it carefully.

The content of the agreement wasn’t complicated, and didn’t differ much from what was recorded in the “New Blood Prerequisites” on the ship. The only difference was in individual treatment.

Link wouldn’t only be able to study for four years free of charge, with room and board included, he would also receive a subsidy of three standard first-grade Magic Stones every year.

Seems like different qualifications bring about different treatments after enrollment.

Link decisively signed his name.

“Alright, go to the back.”

The agreement was in two copies. The recruiter kept one and gave one to Link, instructing him casually.

Link obediently went to the back of the shed.