Hoo!
Crash!
Accompanied by the cracking sound of shattering glass and the splash of water hitting the ground, Zheng Qing gasped for breath, coughing violently, and stumbled forward two steps.
Then he felt his legs were weak.
Moreover, his sense of direction was a bit off—similar to the recoil felt after overusing magic power, or like the dizziness experienced after staying up several nights in an internet cafe, only to be greeted by the dazzling fireball overhead as soon as stepping out.
Internet cafe?
This somewhat distant term seemed like an anchor point, gradually gathering the scattered thoughts of the young wizard, allowing him to recall what he was doing before losing consciousness.
He was at the experimental base of that special project at Edge Academy.
Conducting an eligibility test.
The content of the test?
