Urban Awakening: I can continue to evolve my superpowers

I took out my phone and saw that it was already past five in the afternoon.

"I was so immersed in the secret book that I even forgot to eat lunch.

But it's not a big deal. After dinner, I'll go back to the dormitory to practice my combat skills."

After Xu Jingming left the Combat Skills Library, he went to the cafeteria to have dinner before returning to the student villa.

"Brother Ming, a teacher just came to inform us that the freshman meeting will be held at playground No. 1 at 9:00 tomorrow morning.

In addition, a large group of freshmen was established.”

When Xu Jingming walked through the living room on the first floor, Liu Wentao jumped over from the sofa.

He handed over the phone, on which there was a QR code for a group called 'Magic City Supernatural University 2037 Freshman Group'.

"Okay, I see."

Xu Jingming took out his mobile phone and added the group casually.

There are quite a lot of people in the group, with a total of 613 people, and the number is still increasing.

The pinned announcement is the freshman meeting at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning.

On the chat interface, there are many new chats:

“I went to the Combat Library today, and guess what?

I have A-level permissions and can read all combat manuals of A-level and below for free! "

"Holy crap?! That's awesome! But I have B-level clearance, so doesn't that mean I can only read manuals below B-level?"

"What a coincidence! I'm also B-rank."

"Nah, I'm not the only one with C-level clearance, am I?"

"Don't worry, it seems the permissions can be upgraded. I should be told about it at the freshman meeting tomorrow."

"..."

It’s similar to the college freshman group in my previous life, and the topics discussed in the group are all about school.

Xu Jingming took a look, wasn't very interested, and walked straight up the stairs.

Liu Wentao seemed very interested in this and kept chatting on his mobile phone on the sofa.

At the same time, he kept saying, "By the way, Brother Ming, didn't you go to the combat skills library this afternoon?

What level of combat skills did you choose in the end?"

"Four A-level combat skills."

Liu Wentao was slightly stunned by Xu Jingming's answer on the stairs.

A-level combat skills? Or four?!

If I have to learn all of this, wouldn’t it be until my sophomore or junior year?

"As expected of Brother Ming! He doesn't follow the usual path."

Liu Wentao subconsciously gave a thumbs up, and then asked curiously:

"If you can browse A-level combat skills, then Brother Ming, you have A-level authority?"

"It's not A-level, it's S-level."

After saying this, Xu Jingming had already walked up to the second floor and his figure disappeared on the stairs.

Only Liu Wentao was left on the sofa, stunned:

"S-level? Our school actually has a higher level of authority than A-level?"

Liu Wentao joined the large group of freshmen after a teacher came to visit him shortly after he returned to the dormitory in the afternoon.

After joining the freshman group, he has been chatting and gained a lot of information.

First of all, every student who registers at school will have a level of authority.

The level of authority determines how many basic credits you can get.

For example, if he has A-level authority, he can get 60 credits.

Through his silent statistics in the freshman group, he found that most people had B-level or C-level permissions.

Only a few people have A-level authority, so they subconsciously believe that A-level is the highest authority a student can obtain.

However, no one expected that Xu Jingming actually had the amazing S-level authority!

"Why is this so? The other provincial champions I know only have A-level authority."

Liu Wentao was puzzled.

On the other side, Xu Jingming from upstairs also entered the training room.

He held a gray-white two-meter-long spear in his hand.

His original F-class obsidian gun was almost scrapped by the end of the military science college entrance examination.

Therefore, he did not bring it to the Magic City.

This gray spear is a practice gun stored in the training room, and the metal strength is not even F-grade.

The weight is pitifully light, only 20 kilograms.

But he couldn't find any other alternative at the moment, so he had to make do with it.

It’s okay, it’s just a test of combat skills, not a real battle.