With the first one in hand, other freshmen naturally couldn't wait to start lining up.
There were three or four similar boxes. Wei Curcuma and his group were also assigned a set of daggers from the "Dagger Testing Method", which were packed in a relatively simple box.
Wang Xixuan got the second dagger, which was a regular dagger made of obsidian. He nodded thoughtfully, while Chen Yin was more accustomed to the pure transparent crystal dagger.
[Tranquility] and [Flow] are indeed somewhat in line with their personalities, giving people a sense of conviction that "it's true."
When it was Li Shengruo's turn, he was not so fast. He tried everything from the heavy copper dagger to the emerald green inlaid with hyacinth stones, but there was nothing special about it.
"[Purity] This kind of soul feeling only exists in theory, so this so-called absolutely pure material may not necessarily meet the standards. You have to feel it more carefully."
Lin Mingqing stood near their row of tables at some point, and seemed to be curious about Li Shengruo's results.
"no response..."
Li Shengruo quickly put down the pure material in his hand, and then picked up the next one, which represented different materials in the realm of [Reality].
His expression was calm until the last dagger.
Rather than a dagger, it was more like a piece of warm jade. The moon-white chalcedony lay quietly on the black velvet, and it didn't look like a dagger at all.
But it happened to be it, easily cutting off Li Shengruo's tiny soul, and the chalcedony in his hand suddenly shone brightly.
"The [perfect] soul feeling... is really incredible..."
Lin Mingqing looked at Li Shengruo again in surprise.
"Should I say that I am worthy of being that descendant... It is indeed the perfect soul essence..."
Lin Mingqing felt quite emotional in his heart. As a tenured professor in the North, he naturally knew what happened in the final test immediately. He knew what Huiming meant.
That is the weapon of Moonwind through the ages.
"Is the nature of a perfect soul special?"
"It is very special. It can perfectly adapt to all properties known to mankind, whether it is active energy, flowing entities, heavy entities, sharp souls, or even life and spirituality."
Lin Mingqing explained the special points of the essence of a perfect soul very directly, and suddenly laughed as if he had thought of something.
"In fact, some schools of thought believe that this is the ability to be perfect, while other schools of thought believe that this so-called perfection represents the 'perfection' of the harmonious balance of all soul essences."
He shrugged, feeling helpless at the centuries-long rectification of the two schools of thought.
"The fundamental reason for their dispute is that too few people possess the perfect soul essence."
The freshmen around him couldn't help but exclaim with emotion. They could only say that he was worthy of being the first in his grade. He indeed had commendable characteristics.
Since the first in the grade was mentioned, everyone naturally focused on another person. This time, the number one in the grade was not just one person, but also a more mysterious special admissions student.
Wei Curcuma was naturally stared at with curious eyes by everyone.
"Try it, classmate Xiao Wei. To be honest, I'm also very curious."
The professor helped him put the ten daggers back into place, and Wei Curcuma picked up the first dagger.
No response.
Obsidian, crystal, wood branches, hyacinth stone, jade, metal mixed with pure gold, all of them seemed to have no reaction.
Soon, he also came across the last piece. The last dagger in this box was not chalcedony, but another metal that could resonate. A piece of meteorite covered with special cross-vertical and horizontal patterns was placed in it.
This pattern is a unique pattern after pickling meteoric iron. It is called the Weidmann pattern, also known as the Thomson structure. Because of its rarity, this dagger is very small, more like a small pendant.
"No, he also has the [perfect] soul essence, right?"
"Concentrated in one term?!"
"It makes sense, after all, he is also tied for first place."
Amidst all the discussion, Wei Curcuma reached out and picked up the small meteorite dagger.
One second, two seconds, ten seconds...
A long time passed, and the meteorite showed no signs of anything.
Can't all ten materials detect the essence of his soul? Or is he actually just an ordinary person?
Wei Curcuma's brows gradually wrinkled, and he looked at the ninth dagger, which represented [Reality]. This dagger was made of mixed materials and mixed with many elements.
"...Professor Lin Mingqing, I would like to ask, has our dagger testing method ever discovered the [true] nature of students?"
"It's not in the record, but it's understandable, after all..."
"After all, [reality], the essence of the soul, is rarely expressed in humans, and is more abnormal, so it is normal even if there is no such thing among previous students, right?"
Wei Zeshu just followed his words and finished for him. In the past few minutes, while others were queuing up for testing with great interest, he quickly read through all the lesson plans on the nature of the soul while holding his tablet.
"Well, it's exactly what you said."
Lin Mingqing seemed to have guessed what Wei Curcuma wanted to express, and saw the latter picking up the copper dagger from the box.
Wei Curcuma picked up the dagger, but naturally there was still no reaction, but he did not put it down like a normal test. He directly handed the dagger to his left hand, and then went to take another one.
After a while, his left hand was filled with daggers of all materials. Ten daggers of different materials were all held in his hands. Although his fingers were slender, it still seemed a bit laborious to hold the ten daggers together.
Wei Curcuma put his right hand on the table. Amid everyone's exclamations, he raised the large dagger held in his left hand high and hit it hard on his right hand.
"What is he doing?!"
"are you crazy?"
"Is it too much of a blow?"
These exclamations turned into incredible shock.
Wei Curcuma's right hand was stabbed hard, and some blood was stained on every dagger made of the material.
In an instant, all the daggers shined brightly, brighter than all the newborns combined.
Red rises from the copper, the silent deep blue seeps out from the obsidian, the transparent crystal is soaked in red blood, and invisible disturbance mixes all colors.
The part of the dagger made of each material that was stained with Wei Curcuma's blood emitted a different light, dazzling, and finally reached a relatively stable constant state under the coordination of the meteorite iron.
If all colors are mixed, pure white will appear; if all pigments are mixed, pure black will appear.
The light from the large blood-stained dagger in Wei Curcuma's hand flickered on and off, and finally turned into deep darkness.
Yes, the darkness that radiates radiance outward.
“I feel like that’s the essence of my soul.”
"...This black represents."
Lin Mingqing nodded without much surprise.
"【reality】"
