Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 147 National Government Assembly

Time slipped by slowly during the leisurely holiday, and the month-long vacation has come to an end, with February already here.

Within a month, Wang Teng had completely mastered the youth version of the emotional resonance, which was a very gratifying thing.

However, after the holiday, he will need to get really busy, as the year-long training program with the National Team is about to begin.

The school called him the day before yesterday to inform him that he had been selected as a formal member of the National University Team and that he would need to go to the Imperial University in the capital to assemble after the start of the semester.

The master bedroom on the second floor is a large, single-level apartment.

Snap! Snap!

"Time to get up!"

Wang Teng patted the two beauties on top of him, then slowly got up, carrying one in each hand, and carried them into the bathroom.

Splash...

At ten o'clock in the morning, Tang Yue and Ding Yumin, with rosy complexions, sat in the hall eating breakfast.

Wang Teng was eating noodles. He had no choice but to cook this. Besides, what's wrong with eating something light in the morning?

"Sigh~ This month has gone by so fast!" Tang Yue said, taking small bites of noodles, her voice tinged with a hint of reluctance.

"I also think it's going pretty fast. I'll come visit you often when I have time." Ding Yumin also understood the implication.

"Alright, it's not like we'll never see each other again, it's just a year of training."

"Besides, didn't I feed you well today?" Wang Teng chuckled.

"Get lost~" Tang Yue rolled her eyes at him. This guy was just too smug. She touched the totem bead on her neck. Wang Teng couldn't bring the big guys with him for the national server training, so he could only temporarily leave them with her.

Upon hearing this, Ding Yumin smiled. They had already played together more than once or twice this month, so they were naturally very familiar with each other.

In a cheerful atmosphere, the three finished breakfast.

Boom boom~

Tang Yue drove her sports car, carrying Wang Teng and Ding Yumin, to the station. Today was the day they returned to school.

Before long, the three arrived at Hangzhou's train station. With Tang Yue watching them go, Wang Teng led Ding Yumin into the station.

More than an hour later, at the Pearl University of Shanghai.

A month later, the university is still bustling with activity, as a significant number of students will be returning today, the day of their homecoming.

Wang Teng went straight to Dean Xiao's office, as there were still some things he needed to know there.

"Hmm? You're back so soon!" Dean Xiao's mood improved when he saw the figure that suddenly walked in and realized it was Wang Teng.

"That's right, the Nationalist government's assembly time is approaching, so we definitely have to come back on time."

"I just came to see if the dean has any further instructions..."

Wang Teng said something as a joke.

"What instructions can I give? Now that you're back, prepare to set off. Once you arrive at the Imperial Capital Academy, go directly to Ai Jiangtu, the team leader. He will receive you."

"Besides you, only Dongfang Lie and Mu Nujiao from our academy made it into the national team. The requirements are exceptionally high this year."

Dean Xiao shook his head. He had selected so many promising talents, but only a very small number were accepted in the selection competition. Most of them were rejected.

Among these very few people, a considerable number were placed in the National Pavilion team, and it was uncertain whether they could even enter the National Government team.

Even if you make the team, you might not become a regular player, and you don't even know if you'll get a chance to play.

This is the current state of the selection process for participants in the World University Competition.

Upon hearing this, Wang Teng couldn't help but gasp. It seemed that the people going to the Imperial Academy this time were probably the same group from the original story, with too many connections involved!

If he weren't capable enough, he would probably have been eliminated by that group of people.

"In that case, I'll prepare to set off."

"Okay, go ahead."

……

Wang Teng left Dean Xiao's office and then chatted with Professor Russell for a while. After all, Professor Russell was one of his department's professors, so it was only right that they meet.

After finishing his business at Mingzhu Academy, he took a car to the airport and then boarded a plane bound for the capital.

As dusk approached, we arrived in the capital city, where the weather remained frigid and the roadsides were covered in snow.

He hailed a taxi at random and didn't arrive at the Imperial University until nightfall.

"Hey, Ai Jiangtu? I've arrived at the Imperial Capital University!"

"Right at the main entrance~"

"Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Wang Teng put away his phone and stood on the cold street. He didn't feel uncomfortable, after all, he was in good health.

A moment later, Ai Jiangtu's figure came running from a distance.

"Haha~ Welcome, welcome! You must be tired coming so late."

Ai Jiangtu was breathing out hot air, his body radiating a vibrant energy, as if he had just finished exercising.

"It's nothing. Do you have a place to stay?"

"Yes, it's the same building as last time. Our National Team's accommodations are still there."

"I'll take you there."

As they spoke, the two walked side by side toward the interior of the Imperial Capital Academy.

At night, the university campuses in the capital are only illuminated by lights, and there are very few pedestrians.

The two walked to the dormitory building, where Ai Jiangtu led Wang Teng to an empty dormitory room.

"These twelve rooms on this floor are the dormitories for the National Government Team members. We will officially assemble tomorrow at noon," Ai Jiangtu introduced happily.

Wang Teng chuckled upon hearing this, probably because this guy didn't know someone would be late, or even if Mo Fan would be able to get in.

Night passed.

Wang Teng withdrew from his cultivation, took out his phone and saw that it was already past 11 a.m., so he got up and left the room.

The central arena of the Imperial Capital's academic institutions.

The five mentors stared solemnly at the twelve people on the arena, with Feng Li's expression being particularly grim.

Wang Teng stood beside Ai Jiangtu, his gaze fixed on Feng Li, whom he had already looked at more than once.

She wondered if she should still wait for Mo Fan.

Fortunately, less than half an hour later, a figure strolled in through the main entrance in a nonchalant manner.

"You're the substitute Mo Fan?" Feng Li had a very low opinion of people who were late; if it weren't for the higher-ups forcing him in...

"My name is Mo Fan, but how did I become a substitute?" Mo Fan looked puzzled, as his votes seemed to be enough to secure his place with four votes.

"Alright, hurry up and join the team!" Feng Li was already getting impatient and didn't want to waste any more time talking to a substitute.

Seeing this, Songhe hesitated to speak, still wanting to offer an explanation.

"Fine, I'll just be a substitute then."

Mo Fan casually cut into the line and immediately felt a sense of kinship when he saw Zhao Manyan standing outside.

"You actually got in? Not bad!"

"That's right~" Zhao Manyan proudly tossed his hair.

"Not bad my ass, he's just a rich kid who was bought in with money, no different from you, the substitute."

"That's good too. It saves us from having to struggle through the competition. There has to be a rich guy to foot the bill, right?"

"Haha...maybe they're attracted to her delicate figure~"

The group of people smiled, clearly indicating that the status of the wealthy was not so high, even for the young master of the Zhao family.

Especially those who spoke, each of them has a powerful background behind them.

Wang Teng nodded in satisfaction. It was still the same old story; Mo Fan would always be ridiculed no matter where he went.

This innate ability to mock others is what truly makes someone a chosen one.

(End of this chapter)