’’Interesting,’’ After hearing her words, Kenny Lin could already visualize a certain scene in the future and he was feeling quite eager for it.
The student majoring in artifact refining college, in the future would gets surpassed by another student who is just taking elective courses. Conversely, those muscle-bound and simple-minded folks from the martial arts college, would also get overtaken by an artificer.
This kind slapping in the face scene is really his favorite things to watch.
’’My girlfriend, in that case, don’t reapply for a transfer. Just take elective courses at the Artifact Refining College,’’ Kenny Lin urged her, and whispering into Amalia’s ear. ’’The elective courses shouldn’t differ much from the major.’’
’’Well, there’s one subject less, and there won’t be direct guidance from a ntor,’’ Amalia replied. Students majoring in the Artifact Refining College could choose ntors for guidance, which was a valuable opportunity.
’’Do you need it?’? Although Kenny Lin is not an artificer, he had a keen eye.
Amalia’s refining skills might even surpass so ntors.
’’It’s a bit of a sha,’’ Amalia wanted to major in the Artifact Refining College partly to learn from these ntors, also to observe their level and possibly learn from them.
’’There’ll be plenty of opportunities in the future,’’ Kenny Lin smiled.
Amalia glanced at him, and finding this more normal.
In order to avoid arousing suspicion from potential troublemakers, Amalia decided to use her second chance.
She logged into Heavenly Path University’s official website, selected elective courses, submitted her choices, and only needed to report to the college.
That night, Amalia did nothing, and much to the disappointnt for Kenny Lin, who was preparing for another ’intimate’ interaction.
Amalia pretended not to have seen it.
The day of the new school term arrived in the blink of an eye.
For many students, who were not exactly freshn due to their frequent sesters, the mont they entered school, they prepared to imrse themselves in intense studies.
Relaxing one’s focus might lead to laziness, which wasn’t beneficial for cultivation.
As expected, Amalia’s second transfer request was rejected early in the morning, and offering a lazy excuse of ’unsuitability’ without any effort put into reasoning.
The ones scheming behind the scenes probably felt they had everything under control. After arriving at the school, Amalia proceeded to the Weaponry Departent to complete the procedures.
Surprisingly, no one intercepted her, and she smoothly reached the ntor in charge of handling such matters.
"Do you want to take elective courses in artifact refining?" Every year, there were always a few oddballs, and this ntor, accustod to such cases.
He then carefully examined Amalia’s submitted materials. A student from the Weaponry Departent opting for an elective in artifact refining—it wasn’t a first.
Amalia nodded.
"Choosing to study artifact refining requires you to be a fire-type spiritual vein. Without it, you can’t refine artifacts," the ntor think Amalia might be confused, assud that she believed anyone could refine artifacts without being a fire-type spiritual vein, which seed like a far-fetched idea.
"I am a fire-type spiritual vein," Amalia replied.
The ntor looked surprised, "Then why didn’t you major in artifact refining?"
"My application was rejected," Amalia explained.
The ntor nodded, assuming that it was Director Ginez who handled transfer applications.
He thought it might be due to poor talent in refining; every year, there were individuals like this.
Not every spirit cultivator with a fire-type spiritual vein was suitable for artifact refining.
So indeed had average talent and persisting on it solely wasted ti.
However, there were always one or two who were not content, and wanting to give it another try. The ntor regarded Amalia as one of those individuals.
Knowing that Amalia might have made up her mind, the ntor still adhered to the customary advice.
For instance, spreading one’s focus between two fields was actually not advisable. ntors generally didn’t allow their students to take an elective as a major subject, as it might result in gains in one area but losses in another—nothing to boast about.
Seeing that Amalia remained unmoved, the ntor stopped trying to convince her further and proceeded to inform her about the procedures and precautions.
Choosing to take elective courses in the Artifact Refining College was different from opting for courses in the Martial Arts College. It wasn’t just a matter of ypu claiming to possess a talent for refining artifact them you can be admited; individuals had to undergo a test to verify their status as fire-type spiritual vein and obtain a stamp before they could enter.
After Amalia asking him for the testing facility location, she then left.
"Another one who walking down in the irreversible path," the ntor shook his head.
Amalia quickly found the testing location, and after a short while, she received the results before returning to the ntor.
The ntor decisively stamped the docunt and recorded Amalia’s na.
"Haha, brother, Amalia’s second transfer request got rejected again. With this, she can’t transfer anymore, so we don’t have to worry about her threats," Grace imdiately inford Alex upon receiving the news from Director Ginez’s nephew.
"Director Ginez’s nephew is quite sothing. It seems he’s genuinely into you," Alex nodded approvingly.
"Genuine feelings won’t put food on the table," Grace shrugged, "If he were Director Ginez’s son, that’d be fine, but being just a nephew, it’s not that close."
"Regardless, once you have soone hooked, they might be useful in the future," Alex also felt the other person wasn’t worthy of his sister.
As her brother-in-law, it was imperative that he ca from a prominent family.
Grace assured, and patting her chest, "Don’t worry, brother. Zenon Xanco won’t escape my grasp."
"I heard sothing happened to Javier Weiss. What’s going on?" Alex suddenly rembered Javier Weiss, who was one of his sister’s pursuers.
With good talent, if he was handled properly, he could be useful to them in the future.
"It was Amalia," Grace gritted her teeth, "She broke Javier Weiss’s ankle. It was on the day when father asked her to co to the Royal Durian Capital City with us. Javier Weiss collided with her on the aircraft."
Alex was taken aback, "It’s impossible. Her strength is so poor. Even if Javier Weiss is an Artificer, he shouldn’t be that weak, especially with Luis Weiss by his side."
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