I have a Synthesizer

Klein didn't feel the difficulty of the exam simply because the height he stood at already surpassed ordinary candidates.

As Klein received his acceptance letter, his fourth sibling, Joe, also began his final assessment.

Although people often say you can't judge a book by its cover, few actually manage to do it.

"That one on the left is quite ugly."

"That kid is strange. He looks mediocre, but he defeated Tarot before, and it was a complete victory."

After summoning the skeletons, the mage didn't stop but chose to cast another spell, creating a ring of white bones around his body for defense.

"He's already Rank 1, Alvin is really stable."

"He's doing the right thing. Facing any opponent, you must do as the old saying before the Cataclysm goes.

"Even a lion will use all its strength to kill a small rabbit."

"Yes, battle is about going all out."

These teachers didn't hesitate to praise the student named Alvin.

At this moment, Joe, facing a dozen skeletons, still didn't act. This behavior made the surrounding students think he had given up.

But just as the skeletons approached within three meters of Joe, sections of white bone suddenly extended from Joe's back.

Countless bone fragments gathered around Joe's ears, eventually forming a skull.

"Ah! ~"

The sharp scream shook the entire arena. Wherever the sound waves swept, the soul fires of all the summoned skeletons seemed like small boats in a raging storm, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"Banshee's Wail, quick, everyone retreat!"

A teacher roared and activated the Shadow Protection Barrier, trying to minimize the damage to the surrounding students.

But many people had already coughed up blood from the Banshee's Wail.

Many people's eyes revealed horror; clearly, they were frightened by Joe's move.

At this moment, Joe's body moved.

His hands extended into two bone blades, and each strike accurately pierced a skeleton's skull.

The dozen or so immobile skeletons were slaughtered by Joe in an instant.

Shattering Alvin's bone shield with one blow, Joe's bone blade also shattered at the same time.

The second bone blade followed closely behind, stabbing towards Alvin.

Alvin hadn't recovered from the impact of the Banshee's Wail, and Joe's bone blade was already pointing at his throat.

Originally, it was thought this would be a battle worth looking forward to, but the result was still Joe's crushing victory.

"Stop, that's enough, Joe, you are excellent, you are accepted."

A teacher hurriedly said. Alvin was the son of Manfred, a Necromantic Officer of the Empire. If he died here, that guy wouldn't be easy to deal with.

Joe glanced at the teacher who spoke, shrugged his shoulders. What are you panicking about? If I really wanted to kill him, he would have been dead already.

But he still had to cultivate in the Royal Academy, and it wouldn't be good to have too stiff a relationship with these teachers. He could only take a few steps back to show that he had stopped.

The bones on his body shattered again and returned to his body. Joe turned back into that harmless appearance.

He glanced in the direction of the Arcane Assessment Area and thought to himself.

"That guy Mila will definitely pass. Third brother should be fine too, right?"

— — — —

On the other side of the Royal Academy, Mila's surroundings were already filled with students who had come to sign up.

The person in charge of assessing Mila was a professor from the Warrior Department of the Royal Academy. He naturally valued such a genius very much.

"Has her detailed report come out yet? It's been so long."

"Mila - Alex, Strength Assessment 6.5, Agility 7.1, Constitution Assessment 5.9."

"Proficient in swordsmanship, clear combat thinking, currently a formal Rank 1 Assassin, Rank 1 Warrior."

The professor, who was observing Mila, nodded.

"Too outstanding."

A formal professional, in the Royal Academy, represents already having the qualifications to graduate, let alone Mila, a dual Rank 1 professional.

This gap is like you haven't even started running, and someone else has already reached the finish line, and someone else is already standing on the podium.

The typical 'someone else's kid'.

……

Mila put away her swords. Although she didn't say it, she had been a little worried about her two older brothers.

"Klein is a bit useless, but his theoretical knowledge is quite solid. The Arcanist assessment doesn't require combat, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Joe is not so reassuring. Sigh, he doesn't talk all day, and his grades aren't good. I don't know if he can pass."

Mila was a little worried about Joe. Katie said that if he didn't pass, he would have to go back. If Joe went back alone, it would be too much of a blow to him.

With worry, Mila went to the Academic Affairs Office.

— — — — — —

Klein didn't spend too much time admiring the scenery of the Royal Academy. Following the signs, he quickly came to the Academic Affairs Office.

"You finished the assessment so quickly, you're really an amazing guy."

Smiling and nodding in agreement with the assistant's praise, Klein handed in his acceptance letter and took his student ID.

The student ID was a badge made of some unknown material that could be hung on the waist or worn around the neck.

Just after Klein handed in his acceptance letter, the assistant at the Academic Affairs Office immediately enchanted it, and the magic pattern contained Klein's identity information.

……

After receiving the student ID, Klein felt the synthesizer vibrate slightly. Was there a new prompt?

Klein put the student ID in his pocket and prepared to leave the academy.

Having experienced two attacks, Klein instinctively felt a sense of urgency. He was eager to improve his strength.

In his opinion, the inside of the Royal Academy should be a relatively safe place.

He would meet new people, new things, and new knowledge here.

His luggage was still in the previous hotel. Now that he had to check into the academy dormitory, he had to bring his suitcase left in the hotel.

Just then, Mila's voice appeared behind him.

"Yo! You're pretty quick! I thought you wouldn't make it."

Although she was a little worried, when Mila saw Klein, the first thing she did was to mock him.

"Tsk, with your height, people might think you're an elementary school student."

……

"Brother, Mila, you're here too."

Joe's voice interrupted the two's argument.

"Looks like you passed too, hmm, not bad, at least you don't have to go home and cry."

Sure enough, Mila's venomous tongue was still so annoying.

Klein nodded at Joe.

"I knew you could do it."

"Brother too."

There seemed to be a tacit understanding between the two, and neither of them mentioned anything about the necromancer.

Mila seemed to think that the two were playing some kind of charade, and she seemed to be an outsider, and immediately complained.

"Don't you have something you didn't tell me?"

"Of course not."

The two said in unison.

This made Mila feel even more that there was a problem with the two of them, but she didn't want to ask directly, so she left angrily with her student ID. Both of them were admitted to the Royal Academy, and Mila had nothing to worry about.

Watching Mila leave, Joe said somewhat hollowly.

"Brother, I sensed the aura of the Soul Stone on you, but Soul Stones aren't so easy to obtain."

Klein's expression turned slightly serious, and he nodded.

Joe didn't say anything more, turned and left, leaving Klein to think alone.

"Soul Stone, isn't that a reward from the synthesizer?"

Klein recalled the scene of killing Hector, when he cut off the necromancer's head.

He clearly remembered that he had absorbed something from Hector.

Was that thing the Soul Stone?

Klein narrowed his eyes and set off on his way.

Seeing so many people saying why not use family connections, I'll explain it here.

I don't know if you skipped parts while reading, or didn't read carefully.

The protagonist was originally an outsider transmigrator, he's trying to avoid his family, why would he use family connections?

He's not familiar with his family! He's only met his dad, brother, and sister a few times, and his younger brother is a silent fart.

Only his mom gives a good impression, and he often quarrels with his younger sister.

With this kind of relationship, how can you, a transmigrator, use connections?

What if people find out you're a transmigrator and directly judge you as an evil god?

Even so, there are still people saying all day long, how and how, you should find your family, I'm really speechless.

No wonder 99% of Qidian novels like to write about orphans, it's really that once you have a family, demons and monsters come out.