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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School – Chapter 8

Chapter 8: The Awakening of Talent is a Blessing from the World

Naturally, I am not the only one registering here. Although it is not the official registration time, many students have arrived ahead of time, such as young girls coming to scout the place and new students from other academies lured here by seniors through various means.

The ones lured here are not just boys; many girls have been brought as well. Thinking about it, the proportion of boys in the Witch Academy is actually quite small.

Despite being adults, they are here crying like children.

But I can understand. Many of them have never considered the Witch Academy and have no plans for it, so being thrown into this situation disrupts their lives, and it’s natural for them to feel overwhelmed.

However, I can clearly see that after the registration, the arrangements for boys and girls are separate. The girls have a senior leading several of them, while the boys are mostly one-on-one. It’s understandable, as the senior probably needs to provide special psychological guidance to the boys who have been lured here…

At this moment, Sister Bai kindly turns on my new phone and teaches me how to use it. However, since I haven’t experienced the extraordinary yet, I can’t utilize the holographic projection feature.

No wonder the senior said the technology level is quite low; it turns out the phone simply sets up a platform for this use, but to achieve such a flashy operation still requires personal effort?

This feeling of psychological disparity is indeed quite serious, and there are only some basic applications on the phone.

As for the battery… no, it should be called magic power now. This phone is powered by magic. I don’t have any large applications on my phone right now, and I also don’t have any means to control magic. The magic power that the senior charged me with temporarily is enough for me to use for a long time, at least that’s what she said.

“Sister Bai, where are we going next?” I instinctively blurted out, and it turns out that sometimes calling her Sister Bai is just more natural.

“To awaken your talent.”

“Awaken… talent?” I frowned slightly. Why haven’t I heard of this? Can I awaken some talent?

“Yes, talent is a gift bestowed upon us by the world, a precious blessing as we step onto the threshold of the extraordinary. Of course, I must say, don’t have too high expectations.”

“Ah? What do you mean? Are rare talents very few?”

“How should I put this? Talent is basically unrelated to anything else; talent, effort, comprehension, etc. have no connection, it’s mostly based on luck. Ninety-nine percent of the time, they are useless things.”

“Useless things? What exactly is talent awakening like?”

Since the senior said this, it should be to lower my psychological expectations, but as a transmigrator, shouldn’t I get something good?

Of course, this is just my beautiful fantasy. What if this world welcomes transmigrators and I fail in awakening?

“You’ll find out when we get to the talent awakening place. It’s essentially a layout resembling a ritual formation. Once you step inside, you call upon the blessings of the world; think of whatever good phrases come to mind, just don’t curse, or be careful of failure. Although talent is generally optional, failing can easily lead to ridicule…”

I listened carefully as the senior explained the details. Naturally, I wouldn’t act like a fool and curse, after all, I’m asking the heavens for something useful; I need to be sincere.

“By the way, senior, what kind of talents are common? Can you give a few examples?”

“Alright, let me tell you. Talent covers a broad range; the most common is the blessing-type talent, such as being strong, smart, or immune to poison, and then there are object-type talents…”

“Wait a minute, objects? Talent awakening can also awaken objects?” I quickly interrupted with a question.

“Right, objects can also be awakened as part of talent. This includes many things, from worthless stones to weapons capable of destroying stars. Of course, so far, only one record has shown such a terrifying weapon, which raised the damage limit of awakened objects to the level of destroying stars.”

At this moment, I swallowed hard and gained a different understanding of talent awakening.

“Also, it’s common to awaken a certain memory, which might be useful or not, or even awaken a complete set of spell skills. Incomplete spells might also appear, since talent is quite random.”

“Of course, there could also be some talent abilities, like after you awaken talent, you don’t have anything, but suddenly discover you’re great at drawing or very skilled at housework. That’s drawing talent, housework talent; it’s quite strange.”

“Indeed, that is strange…” I echoed beside her, these abilities really seem a bit useless.

“If you ask me, the most useful thing from talent awakening would be granting a spell, preferably a powerful one. But that’s a bit too far-fetched for both you and me; just maintain a calm mindset.” Sister Bai led me to the so-called talent awakening hall.

There were already quite a few people here, and many of them didn’t look very happy. Glancing around, there wasn’t a single lucky person so far.

My gaze fell on a girl passing by me, holding a strangely shaped short stick. She wore an expression full of reluctance, which means what she had in hand probably wasn’t particularly useful.

I obediently lined up here, waiting. After all, there were quite a lot of people, and the magic circle on the ground seemed to be a one-time use item; after one person awakens, it needs to be redrawn.

By the time it was my turn, quite a bit of time had passed. The girl before me awakened an item, which was a weapon… a model.

It was the size of a palm and had a hook attachment.

Seeing this, the probability of awakening an item seems quite high. I hope if I get an item, it will at least be something valuable. Maybe I can sell it for a good price and solve my urgent problems.

“Are you standing well? I’m starting the ritual now. You should pray in your heart, and remember to do it the way I just told you, slowly.” The senior conducting the awakening carefully instructed me, repeating the process without showing any signs of impatience.

I instinctively closed my eyes, not even daring to open Spirit Vision, fearing it might lead to a failed awakening. Although I had been told by the senior not to have expectations for talent, that doesn’t mean I want to fail.

Awakening a useless stone and failing are essentially similar, but subjectively, they are different.

At this moment, my mind was filled with various prayers and blessings from my past life; I used every thought I could think of.

I only felt a warmth all over my body, and suddenly, my shoulder was slapped.

“Student, your talent has awakened! It’s time for the next one.” The senior said enthusiastically.

Then I saw the magic circle below my feet seemed to burn like ashes.

I was still a bit dazed. Is that it?

I had no new item in my hands, nor did I acquire any new memories or spells in my mind.

“Well, at least it was successful, right? As for what the talent is, it doesn’t matter. You might find out gradually in the future. Oh, and perhaps you will know soon.” Sister Bai walked over to lead me away, comforting my emotions.

“Actually, it’s not too bad.”

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Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

Is It Weird for a Guy to Apply to a Witch School?

身为男生志愿填魔女学院很奇怪吗
Score 8.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch. Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance. But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control. “Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?” She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement. After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.

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