Just like Bai Jingxuan, Lin Xiaolu walked into the exam hall and was instructed to wait for a moment before being guided to the equipment in the corner to start testing the values of her own Magic Armor.
The same equipment, the same process, the same examiner, everything seemed no different from Bai Jingxuan's test. Lin Xiaolu stood there blankly, watching the equipment scan back and forth over the white scepter in her hand.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes… When Lin Xiaolu started to wonder why her examination was taking so long, the instrument in front of her finally stopped.
The ring-like detection structure slowly folded up, retracting into the instrument, and the raised analysis device gradually descended back to the horizontal plane. The indicator lights on the surface of the instrument blinked in a fixed rhythm, and then—
—"Beep—"
The red light came on.
