Superman in Marvel: Practicing Devouring Techniques, Unrivaled in the Universe

After a brief moment of embarrassment.

Safika continued to read the contents of the note.

It turned out to be in the small bag on the horse's back.

There is the latest communication equipment of Stark Group donated by the college - a square crystal the size of a thumb.

There is also a set of wizard clothes prepared in advance.

The note also mentioned tuition requirements, which were as high as tens of thousands of dollars a year.

But he also emphasized that there is no need to worry about tuition fees.

Tuition fees can be settled at the end of the academic year.

All students need to do is work and study in the college (such as helping Jennifer make potions).

In addition to paying tuition every year, you can save at least $20,000.

If you receive the college's outstanding scholarship, you can also receive a one-time payment of $100,000.

The President's Scholarship starts at one million US dollars.

This so-called tuition fee is actually a disguised punishment mechanism.

If you don't study hard and participate in practice, you will have to pay a fine of tens of thousands of dollars.

A small piece of paper caused a family's mood to fluctuate.

The tens of thousands of dollars in tuition fees almost made them dizzy.

However, the generous treatments that followed in a series of students directly broke down their psychological defenses from the opposite perspective.

Mr. Mazzari was dizzy when he finally carried Safika, who had changed into a wizard robe, onto the Thestral's back.

They had no doubt about what was written on the note.

Because the transparent crystal communication device in the small package alone costs tens of thousands of dollars on the market.

Shafiqa comforted her father: "Dad, I will study hard! When I come back from the holidays, I will definitely buy a bigger house for our family!"

Mr. Mazari looked at his daughter with mixed feelings. It seemed that the pillar of the family had suddenly changed.

The family saw Thestral off at the door.

'Pululu'

Hot air came out of Yezhi's nose as he waited patiently for the family to say goodbye.

The Mazaris kissed their daughter gently on the forehead goodbye.

Tell her to call back often.

The elder sister pulled on Safika’s arm and enviously asked her to tell her about the Mage Academy when she came back.

Finally, Safiqa whispered goodbye, and the Thestral spread its wings and flew high into the sky.

The ground was getting farther and farther away.

Shafiqa lowered her head, wept, and waved her hands vigorously.

In her eyes, the reflection of the adobe house became smaller and smaller, but the world became bigger and bigger.

Her parents and sister turned into black dots, and she could only imagine them in her mind until they gradually became blurred.

However, the image of the Supreme Sorcerer Academy gradually became clear in her mind at this moment.

After the Night Thestral flew for a distance in the air.

The thumb-sized crystal communicator in Shafika's hand made a "beep" sound and projected a picture waiting to be answered.

After answering the call, a gentle and kind middle-aged male voice came.

"Hello, dear Miss Mazari. I am Jarvis, the secretary of the academy principal. Please confirm one last time whether you would like to join the Supreme Mage Academy and agree to all the agreements in the admission letter."

Shafiqa had already studied the protocol with her father.

There is actually only one item on it, which is 'graduation arrangements'.

That is to say, after graduation, if you do not obey the work arrangements of the academy, you will be restricted from using magical powers.

If graduates use magic to cause any negative impact and damage in the ordinary world, the academy will have unlimited right to pursue responsibility.

(For example, if a graduate summons Dormammu to Earth, the academy will directly send the student to the dark dimension.)

"I'm sure!" said Safika firmly.

As she finished speaking, she seemed to see a piece of parchment turn into a point of light and disappear, and three indescribable beings cast their eyes towards her.

After coming into contact with magic in the future.

Shafiqa just found out.

That was when she signed the agreement with the academy under the witness of Vishanti.

"Okay, congratulations on officially joining the Supreme Mage Academy. I wish you a happy study career, Miss Mazari."

The middle-aged man said his blessing and hung up the phone.

Shafiqa hugged the Thestral's neck, wondering where Kamar-Taj was.

Suddenly, golden sparks flashed in front of Yezhin and quickly spread into a circular portal.

Behind the door is an oriental temple-like building, and the simple bricks and tiles seem to display a glorious history.

Ye Qi started to speed up at this time and rushed into the portal.

Shafika exclaimed: "Is this the secret door!? Can it be used in reality?"

It turns out that the magic in the game comes from the academy.

No wonder she received an invitation to enroll as soon as she learned the door to the secret technique.

Safika became more curious.

She couldn't help but wonder, if she learned magic well, would she be able to help the destined man in "Black Myth" get back his six roots?

Now she and the Destiny Man were stopped in front of the big black bear guarding the first root.

I haven't played it in a week.

Instead, she learned a new magic - Cytorak's Crimson Belt.

With excitement.

Safika was carried by the Night Thestral across the roofs of temples, and finally landed in the spacious training ground.

There are already a lot of people here.

Hundreds of Thestrals gathered on one side, standing quietly, like a group of messengers of death.

On the other side were freshmen who, like Shafiqa, were wearing academy robes.

The youngest of the freshmen looks less than ten years old, while the oldest one has crow's feet like an old grandmother.

After Shafika slid off the Thestral, the Thestral walked silently into the group.

She was a little caught off guard.

The Thestrals were the only people… no, creatures—she was somewhat familiar with here.

The rest are strangers.

But Safika was only eight years old.

She looked at the many unfamiliar faces in the huge martial arts training ground.

Suddenly I felt a little nervous.

Those blue, green, black, brown and even purple eyes.

And all kinds of hair colors that I had only seen in books before.

Shafika suddenly realized that she would have to learn to introduce herself to strangers in the future.

"Hi, you're a freshman too, right? You look Middle Eastern, right?"

Suddenly, someone tapped Shafiqa's shoulder in a familiar manner.

Safika turned around and saw the blonde girl smiling at her and holding out her hand.

"I'm Shirley, Shirley Birkin! I'm also a new student in the kindergarten class. If you have any difficulties or problems in the future, you can come to me!"

Shirley patted her budding chest and said, "Everyone calls me the Kingpin of the school, but I think I'm actually the Supergirl of the school!"

"Um, I, I don't understand what you are saying..." Shafika was a little panicked.

She suddenly realized that she didn't speak English very well and it would be bad if the college taught in English.

"Oh, you're speaking... a foreign language. You can use the device the academy gave you to translate it!"

Shirley helped Shafiqa turn on the communication crystal and select the translation function on the projection screen.

She then reintroduced herself.

Crystal also simultaneously converted her words into the Pashto spoken by Shafiqa in its original voice.

Shafiqa's eyes widened immediately: "How amazing! I, I am Shafiqa Mazari, but... who is Kingpin?"

"King Bing, that's a very bad guy." Shirley lowered her voice.

"So you, are you bad too?"

"Of course not, so I should be the super girl in school."

Shafika looked up at Shirley curiously. This older sister looked very sunny and confident, and seemed to be a good person indeed.

"Big sister, do you know what we are going to do now?"

"We have to wait for the vice-principal to take us to school."

Shirley said, "Safika, you were actually the last one to come."

"There are 345 students enrolled this time. You are the 345th one. Everyone has just arrived."

"Look at that fat, fierce-looking guy over there. He's the vice-principal."

"Once everyone is gathered, he will take us into the school to attend the opening ceremony."

Shafiqa nodded thoughtfully, then exclaimed, "Big sister, you know so much."

After being trained by the Natasha sisters for half a year, Shirley, who had become cheerful and a little cunning, curled the corners of her mouth.

"Because there's someone behind me!"

Shafiqa opened her mouth wide: "Behind you..."

She leaned over to look and saw that the fat and fierce vice principal who was far away had appeared behind Shirley at some point.

"Really someone!"

"Ah?" A question mark popped up in Shirley's head.

She turned her head slowly, and Master Wang was standing behind her with his hands behind his back, looking down at her.

"Naughty again!" Wang pointed his finger at little Shirley in the air.

Then cast the Sound Booster spell on yourself.

"Everyone, come to me now, follow me."