Dangerous... The word struck everyone at the same moment. Shirley had an exceptionally sharp sense of danger. She looked up at the man and shivered without meaning to. Her hand tightened around Thora’s arm as she shrank back, like a frightened cat with its fur standing on end. Why are both people we met today so scary? For a brief second, Shirley wanted to cry and say, Thora, this military academy is so scary. Let's just go home... Thora's eyebrows furrowed slightly. She gave the man next to her a calm, cold glance, then turned away and kept listening to the examiner. The man wearing the half-silver mask slowly curled his lips into a faint smile, carrying a strange, unsettling edge.A short distance away, Ashley brushed a strand of blue hair behind her ear. Her eyes fixed on the masked man, narrowing slightly. This guy ... he's not ordinary at all. After finishing his inspiring speech, the examiner finally began reading the admission test rules. "This year, Blue Star Military Academy's admission tests have three rounds. I am Roman Adler, the chief examiner for the first round. You'll learn about second and third rounds only if you pass." His voice suddenly grew louder. "Remember this well—you are applying to a military academy! The first round is the most basic assessment, and it measures the minimum qualities of a soldier! There are four tests. Physical strength, shooting skills, reconnaissance, and counter-reconnaissance. Each part will be judged by a different examiner. "Scores are ranked as S, A, B, or C. If two scores fall below A, you are eliminated. If none of your scores reach S, you are also eliminated. "To put it simply, you must earn at least one S, and you can't have two scores under A. If not..." Roman stopped, scanned the crowd, and said slowly and coldly, "You're eliminated." The first round was already this strict. Many people's faces darkened at once. Yet some people smiled, excited by how strict it was. Some were here to enter the academy and gain status and benefits. Others came to challenge themselves, eager to stand among the strongest at Blue Star Military Academy. The Wolffang members, perhaps because they had spent too much time around Thora, stayed unusually calm. Their faces carried a cold, battle-hardened stillness. To outsiders, they looked like veterans who had survived countless battles. But inside, Harvey, Tristan, and the rest were shouting to themselves, Boss is so cool. We have to be cool too! Ryan stood among the crowd, his eyes scanning around as if searching for someone. But there were too many people packed together, blocking his view, and he couldn't spot his target."Based on last year's elimination rate, I'll give you a preview," Roman said, holding up two fingers as his voice echoed clearly. "Twenty percent were eliminated in the first round. "Your scores in each round will decide your ability radar match and major after you enroll. It will also affect what resources you get later. "I want you to remember this! This is not a comfortable training ground, and it is not a safe place to live easy lives. This academy runs on one rule. Only the strongest survive. "Only the best are allowed to stand on this land." His words struck like a spark, setting the crowd buzzing with energy. Suddenly, a massive gate at the front of the grounds slowly opened. Bright light poured in from outside. Everyone felt like animals released from cages and pushed straight into the sunlight.Outside the gate stretched a wide green valley, full of flowers and bird sounds, looking like a different world altogether. Shocked breaths spread through the group. Roman had clearly expected this reaction. He gave a short laugh and shouted, "Your test begins now!" As soon as he finished speaking, the ground in front of everyone sank down. When it rose again, a heavy pack sat in front of each person. Roman said, "The weight of these packs is set to match the normal strength level of an adult werewolf. Put them on. The first test is physical strength. Follow me and reach the finish line, and you pass. As for how many will make it..." His voice turned low and cold. "We'll keep going until 200 people are eliminated. "To put it simply, this test won't end until 200 people are eliminated."