In the room, Lin Yuan and the other three were left and the mentor Downston.

Downston looked very old, his hair was almost white and his face was covered with gullies.

His nose is hard, like an eagle hook, which is inseparable from his foreign bloodline.

He held his head up and looked very annoyed.

He looked up at Lin Yuan and the other two, then lowered his head and pointed at the instruments on the table.

"You choose one for each one and test your dark affinity."

Gris was a little confused. Shouldn’t the mysterious system measure the power of the soul and perception?

The tests for Teacher Meng Fan are just the most basic tests, and you can only know simple and inaccurate data.

Generally, new tutors will conduct deeper tests to better understand the students' situation.

"Teacher, why don't you test your soul power and perception ability?" Gris asked without understanding.

Downston raised his head, his eyes filled with impatientness: "What's your name?"

"Galice." She felt something was wrong and her answer was a little lower.

"In the next month, the regular tasks will double." Downston said coldly, "Don't question me, hurry up and test."

Gris' face suddenly stepped down.
Chapter completed!