Corner of the exhibition hall.
Rephya was whispering with the Great Demon King.
"So senior, we've agreed then!"
Chloe looked at Rephya and said faintly:
"If I remember correctly, the Fantasy Association usually only recruits freshmen, right?"
"That's usually the case, but I think you could make an exception!"
"Hard to say."
"I'll go talk to them."
"Never mind, I'll go with you."
Rephya was still too naive.
Chloe may not understand associations, but how could he not understand businesses?
If you simply interpret the association as a business, you can understand the operation logic of the Fantasy Association.
The industry leader [Fantasist] plans to recruit management trainees from 985 universities every year.
To coax naive and foolish students into joining willingly, they funded a club on campus.
On one hand, they can boost their campus reputation with the club.
On one hand, they can pull in talented seeds into their company early.
Once they graduate, they can join the association directly and receive substantial training from the members.
But there's a problem.
For the company, it's not important how strong the members are; what's important is their purity.
New graduates always carry a foolish clarity, making them easier to turn into loyal followers.
And for the Ethereal Emblem, this is only more excessive.
Extraordinaries start exploring the Underground City, usually beginning in college.
Ethereal Emblem is no exception.
This means, compared to those who only start interacting with society post-graduation in their past lives, freshmen actually enter the "internship phase" right away.
Rephya's recommended spot was still usable.
It just wasn't effective for an experienced old hand like Chloe who had already been shaped.
Not to mention, he doubted whether Rephya's recommendation could still be used.
After all, many changes in Rephya's early life started when she lost the Holy Bone.
Considering this, he decided to go personally.
...
They quickly arrived at the registration area.
As expected, it was another scene full of young women.
Rephya said with a sly smile:
"The shop at the entrance is having a Ceylon milk tea promotion, I know Chloe likes it too."
"Carl and I have been there, decent value for money."
"Ah? You've already been, senior? Wait, who's Carl?"
"Her boyfriend." said a red-haired girl with a teasing smile, "Don't deny it, I saw you two kissing behind the dormitory."
Rephya's small mouth gaped: "Is this why you go to Diagon Alley to gather material, senior?"
"When did I go to the Enchanting Demon Nightclub?"
The red-haired girl teased with a laugh: "No one said you went to a nightclub."
Rephya became curious and asked with a learning attitude:
"Senior, does that... really feel good? You know, making~"
"Excuse me, does the Fantasy Association still recruit sophomores?" Chloe's voice interrupted.
"~love, eh eh eh!" Rephya froze on the spot, unable to stop the topic.
Her face turned red.
He, he heard it!
What to do, she wanted to escape the campus at light speed.
A few girls turned their heads and giggled.
Rephya quickly changed the subject:
"Chloe, do you want to join the Fantasy Association?"
"Yes, is there a form I need to fill out?"
Rephya shifted her gaze to the two senior girls and said:
"But it seems like the association isn't recruiting sophomores this year."
The two girls nodded.
The red-haired girl hesitated and said:
"Actually, it's been a long time since Fantasy recruited any upperclassmen."
Chloe looked at that girl, his heart skipped a beat.
Oh boy.
Isn't this girl that Grape senior?
To be honest, the grape she was holding was quite sweet.
Just then, the sound of brisk footsteps approached.
"What are you all doing here? After the event, help tidy up the exhibition hall."
Chloe looked up and saw a pair of long legs wrapped in black silk, then recognized the person as he looked further up.
The current president of the Fantasy Association.
"Senior Lilith."
"Uh, can I use my recommendation to let Chloe join the association?"
Rephya spoke softly, obviously feeling some pressure standing in front of Lilith.
"Chloe? Who's that?"
Lilith frowned.
Chloe spoke up:
"It's me, hello."
"An upperclassman? You should have heard, Fantasy only recruits newcomers."
"My adorable junior invited me; I couldn't bear to turn her down."
It wasn't until then that Lilith finally looked directly at Chloe.
She thought to herself, this person had been blatantly sizing her up from the start; she initially thought he was just another annoying admirer.
But she wasn't surprised.
She had seen too many teachers stopping in their tracks and classmates being moved by her.
She was long accustomed to the gazes of those men, and even some women.
Yet with another look, she found a hint of appreciation in the other's eyes.
That appreciation wasn't just a longing for beautiful things; the expression seemed to be saying, "Someone like me exists."
She suddenly remembered who Chloe was.
Her father once said that there was no perfect cure in this world.
Humans have their limits in abilities.
Some paths excel in physical repair, like Omniscience.
Some vocations excel in maintaining youth, like Voodoo.
Some vocations excel in healing the soul, like Fantasy.
But in this world, there are people who nearly achieve perfect healing effects.
With the dual blessings of the Path of Omniscience and Awakened Talent, he is deemed the most promising healer.
And that person is currently in the second-year Healing Class.
Huh?
Recalling this, Lilith looked at the boy with surprise.
If it's him, it's not impossible to consider.
Though she never remembered people's names, her father had told her:
"Remember it at a glance."
She took a look.
Good.
Indeed, she remembered.
It's the person her family mentioned.
So she became interested: "Do you want to attempt perfect healing?"
Chloe paused.
Perfect healing was an ability he only mastered when he became a Demon King.
But hearing Lilith say this now, the corners of his mouth slightly uplifted:
"Why not."
Lilith squinted her eyes.
Not many dared to boast like this.
This person is quite interesting.
"Since you say so, on behalf of the association, I sincerely invite you to join. How about this, come to the exhibition hall tomorrow, our association office is on the second floor of the exhibition hall."
"Alright, then it's settled."
"Great!"
Rephya cheered without restraint.
The red-haired girl beside her looked helpless.
...
Location: Exhibition hall·Fantasy Association area.
Lilith's face instantly darkened.
"Wow, I just went to the Maze for a few days, and the Fantasy Show turned out like this, you really give me face."
She looked coldly at the girl playing the Envious Divine Choice in the Fantasy Show.
The girl looked bewildered, stammered for a long time without speaking.
Previously, when Fratiss was selected for the Fantasy Show, she accidentally heard the president scolding Fratiss in private.
She originally thought the two had a conflict and considering the president's family background, she had an idea…
Seeing the association members' expressions becoming increasingly peculiar, she tried to explain:
"No, I didn't mean to…"
"Get out."
Lilith calmly delivered the verdict: "I'm not interested in hearing your excuses, get lost."
"President, I..."
"Do I need to say it a second time? I told you to leave."
"Yes... yes! I'm sorry..."
The girl was trembling with fear, just realizing she messed up trying to flatter the president.
Not far away, Fratiss was quietly sitting there receiving treatment.
Their eyes met.
Lilith rubbed her temples.
What a mess is this?