The testing was divided into two parts.
First was the physical assessment.
Luo Han was led into a vast, empty white room.
The walls, floor, and ceiling were a sterile, seamless white.
The only splash of color was a heavy-duty dynamometer standing at the far end of the room, its metallic surface glinting with a cold, clinical light.
“Pick a weapon if you’re used to using one,” the female law enforcer said, gesturing toward a rack against the wall.
It displayed an array of training weapons: sabers, swords, axes, hammers, and more.
Luo Han walked over, his gaze sweeping across the selection before he settled on a heavy training axe.
The handle was made of a composite material, and the blade was a blunted special alloy.
It was heavy, but with his current Strength attribute of 10, it felt just right in his grip.
“Face the dynamometer and strike with everything you’ve got.
Use a skill if you have one,” the male law enforcer instructed.
He stood before a console in the corner, where data began to scroll across the screens.
Luo Han adjusted his breathing and stepped to the center of the room.
He recalled the sensations Ai Ran had taught him—power rising from the soles of his feet, flowing through his legs, waist, back, shoulders, and arms, connecting every joint until the force exploded outward.
The physical laws of the real world felt slightly different; he needed to recalibrate for air resistance and gravity, but the muscle memory remained.
“Sky-Shattering Strike!”
There was no sonic boom to tear the air like in the Collided World, but the shrill whistle of the axe blade cutting through the atmosphere was still piercing.
A moment later, the blade slammed heavily into the dynamometer’s armored plate.
*Thump!*
The dull impact echoed through the room.
The dynamometer vibrated violently, and the numbers on the display jumped frantically before settling on a value that made both law enforcers raise their eyebrows.
“Burst power is qualified.
The technique…” The male officer stared at the screen.
“It’s sophisticated.
There’s a complete kinetic chain here.
This isn’t just some raw, amateur swinging.”
The female officer made a note, then looked up.
“What’s the name of the battle technique?”
“Sky-Shattering Strike.”
“Catchy name,” she said with a faint smile.
“Let’s move on.
Let’s see your basic physical stats.”
They proceeded to other rooms for tests in speed (sprints), endurance (weighted squats), and reaction time (light-point tracking).
Luo Han used this opportunity to adapt to and verify his own physical attributes in this environment.
Once the physical assessment concluded, the female officer led him to another room.
This one was set up more like a laboratory.
Various instruments flickered with faint light, and a strange, subtle scent hung in the air.
“Now, we test your magical abilities,” she said.
She pulled a bunch of fresh grapes from a takeout bag, the purple fruit glistening under the lights.
“Since you’re primarily a combat class, we’ll skip the complex spells.
Just cast that ‘magic to turn grapes sour’ for us.”
Luo Han blinked.
“Huh?”
“Let’s hurry it up.
We still have to get back to the front desk for our shift,” she said, placing the grapes on a testing platform.
She pressed a button, and a transparent protective shield rose over the tray.
“Don’t dawdle.
Just cast it.
We need to record the data on the magical effect.”
Though confused, Luo Han complied.
He channeled his mana, recalling the grape-souring magic Frieren had taught him, and released it.
Within the shield, the grapes underwent a visible transformation.
Wearing gloves, the female officer opened the shield, picked up a grape with tweezers, and placed it into a nearby analyzer.
Data flowed across the screen.
She examined it carefully and nodded.
“Confirmed.
The pH of the target material dropped from 6.2 to 3.8.
There is a significant increase in various organic acids.”
She looked at Luo Han, a rare trace of a smile appearing on her face.
“Do you know why we test for this specifically?”
Luo Han shook his head.
“Every time a new Collided World appears, the central AI, ‘Hongjun,’ collects all knowledge from that world,” she explained, her voice carrying a hint of pride.
“Whether it’s magic, battle techniques, technology, or culture, Hongjun performs simulations and analysis to localize and systematize the power systems of the alien world.”
“And for this World H-07,” the male officer added, having walked into the lab at some point, “every Eligible who is the first to provide Hongjun with a new spell receives a point reward.”
Luo Han’s eyes lit up.
“Points?”
“Yes, Eligible Points,” the male officer confirmed.
“Though the spell you used in the test has a…
unique effect, as long as it’s a magic that hasn’t been declared yet, it has research value.”
“Explain the principles of the magic to the AI in a moment, and I’ll give you your points first.”
The male officer gestured for Luo Han to hold out his arm.
Their wrists touched, and as the faint golden patterns on their skin glowed in resonance, Luo Han heard a familiar notification in his mind.
[You have received a transfer of 12 points from another Eligible.]
This was his first income since he had synchronized his attributes.
Luo Han checked his balance: 3,135 points.
Only 12 points…
Luo Han felt a twinge of regret.
If he had known that all those random little spells Frieren taught him could be traded for points, he would have learned more of them—like the “magic to remove stains from bronze statues.”
On second thought, however, if he had reported a long list of spells, the official evaluation of him might not have been as simple as “possessing a few minor spells.” That would have been counterproductive.
It was better to stay low-key and grow; after all, he already had a plan.
With the testing complete, the female officer tapped on her tablet for a moment before handing it to Luo Han.
“Your status as an Eligible has been officially entered into the system.
Now, go and record the principles of that magic.”
Since every little bit helped, Luo Han finished explaining the casting method to the AI.
Afterward, he downloaded the “Eligible Terminal” app on his phone.
He verified his identity using his ID number and logged in with a password.
He had heard that they used to use facial recognition, but some people couldn’t pass it anymore after redeeming certain bloodlines.
“You can handle most of your business online from now on,” the officer said.
Luo Han nodded.
The app icon was a minimalist blue cube.
When he opened it, the interface was clean and efficient.
His basic information was already displayed in the personal center, along with a striking golden badge: “Cosmos-tier Evaluation (Official Certification).”
“As a Cosmos-tier Eligible, you’re entitled to a monthly stipend of 10,000 credits,” the male officer said.
“It’s a measure to prevent people from causing trouble once they get power.
A bit of money solves a lot of problems.
By the way, if you achieve a higher evacuation rating in the future, come back for re-certification.
Universe-tier gets 50,000 a month.”
The female officer added, “Of course, true Eligibles don’t live off this pittance.
Government agencies, large corporations, and special departments all recruit high-rated individuals.
With your combat level, I suggest considering security firms or private bodyguard positions.
She paused, then continued, “Also, you should have received the admission notice for the ‘7th Newcomer Eligible Training Camp,’ right?”
Luo Han nodded.
After completing his registration, a background message had appeared in the app from the “Eligible Affairs Management Bureau.”
“The training camp isn’t mandatory; you can choose not to go,” she said calmly.
“But it serves a few purposes.
First, it provides a transition period for newly awakened Eligibles, teaching them basic rules, safety common sense, and legal boundaries to keep them from being exploited by veterans.
Second, it helps you understand order.
Some young people get inflated egos or lose control after suddenly gaining power.
We’ve dealt with plenty of that lately; I hope we don’t have to meet again for those reasons.
Third, it provides a relatively safe social environment for newcomers to form teams and exchange experiences.”
She looked at Luo Han with a meaningful gaze.
“Are you going?”
“I’ll go,” Luo Han said after a moment’s thought.
Refusing would make him seem uncooperative.
If he drew extra surveillance, it would interfere with what he planned to do next.
“But I might not show up for class every day.”
“That’s fine.
Attendance isn’t strictly enforced.
We mostly look at the final comprehensive evaluation and the practical combat drills.” The female officer stood up and offered her hand.
“That concludes today’s registration and testing.
Welcome to the world of the Eligibles, Luo Han.”
Luo Han shook her hand.
The male officer walked over and patted his shoulder, giving a final piece of advice before they left.
“If you truly are ‘Lawful Good,’ keep it that way.
I’ve seen too many people lose themselves the moment they get strong.”
The two officers departed.
Luo Han stood in the lobby of the AI Unified Combat Center for a while.
The ceiling was high and vaulted, with light streaming through the glass skylights to cast geometric patterns on the floor.
People were coming and going; some wore flowing white robes with long swords at their waists, while others had horns sprouting from their heads and smelled of pungent sulfur.
It was quite an eye-opener.
He turned and walked out of the building.
The morning sun was a bit blinding, so he squinted and opened the Eligible Terminal app, browsing through its various sections.
The [Trading Area] was a treasure trove: people looking to buy metals from other worlds, others selling homemade magic potions, equipment enchanting services, high-quality gear…
Prices were marked in points, ranging from a few to several thousand.
The [Intelligence Area] was filled with guides, analyses, and warning posts: *Basic Guide to World H-07 (Desolate-tier Perspective)*, *Common Pitfalls for New Eligibles (Must-Read)*, *Three Initial Identities You Should Never Pick in a Collided World*…
*Intelligence, huh?* A sharp glint flickered in Luo Han’s eyes.
He could potentially enter this business himself in the future.
Luo Han scrolled quickly, gathering useful information and contacting a few merchants.
Finally, he closed the app, walked into a roadside café, ordered an iced Americano, and sat in a corner.
He opened several local community forums.
This time, he wasn’t looking for official information.
Keywords: “Black Market,” “Lawless Zones,” “Intelligence.”
Eventually, Luo Han focused his attention on an illegal organization in the city’s outskirts: the Blood-Fight Society.
The Blood-Fight Society was a local underground fighting ring where all the participants were Eligibles.
They were also involved in gambling and loan sharking—plenty of dirty work.
Their matches were no-holds-barred with high stakes.
It was rumored that the organization was controlled by a powerful squad of combat-class Eligibles.
Even before the Collided Worlds opened, they had operated in the gray areas of society.
Their base of operations was a warehouse in a deserted textile factory in the western industrial district.
The facilities there were old and shielded from AI detection, so matches were held every night after dark.
“Low intelligence attributes, worshippers of violence, slaves to their desires…” Luo Han whispered to himself, picking up his coffee.
For Subjugation Magic, they were perfect.