An Administrator's Second Life

The sky over the great land of Galan was especially blue. Taking a deep breath immediately refreshes and invigorates a person, bringing an invigorating pleasure, similar to suddenly taking a huge breath after holding one's breath for two minutes during a breath-holding competition on Earth. The entire spirit is in extreme relaxation, emitting a sweet sigh.

Under the blue sky, the Worcester Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. These mountains are not majestic, but their terrain is treacherous. Lush green forests gradually become sparse as they climb from the foot of the mountain towards the middle, turning into bare rocks emitting a rich green hue.

Walking westward along the Worcester Mountains for about a hundred miles, one arrives at the largest border city in the eastern part of the Duchy of Broad, Châteauroux City.

The majestic city, like the powerful Worcester Mountains, surrounds Châteauroux with a sense of security.

Within Châteauroux City, in the Sandy family, one of the four great families.

A group of ten-year-old children are neatly standing in a spacious courtyard. At the front of the group are two exquisitely dressed children, followed by a batch of children wearing servant uniforms.

It was a common practice on the continent that children in large families undergo aptitude tests when they reach ten years old. The purpose is to determine their future. If their aptitude is good and suitable for cultivation in magic or battle qi, they will be specially cultivated by the family to become future leaders. If their aptitude is ordinary, they will serve as future family guards. If their aptitude is poor, they will remain as lifelong servants and lower-class people.

Today is the day the Sandy family has gathered a batch of ten children within the family for their aptitude tests.

"Master Tammo," a thirty-year-old brown-haired man called out to a child standing at the front of the line in the courtyard, while the children stood there with various expressions of nervousness, anxiety, or indifference.

"Uh-huh." In response, the child with an extraordinarily radiant face, despite his young age, proudly walked into the room with his head held high.

"What do you think Master Tammo's aptitude will be?" Watching him enter, several children behind him immediately began whispering.

"Probably ordinary," one child said enviously, after all, Tammo's background was already enough for them to look up to.

"Nonsense, Master Tammo cannot be ordinary. After all, Chief Tancer is one of the strongest practitioners in Châteauroux!" Another child, filled with admiration for Tammo, quickly defended his idol.

"That's not certain. What if..." the first child retorted disdainfully.

"There's no what if! Master Tammo is surely of high aptitude."

As the noise grew louder, the door to the house suddenly opened again, and the brown-haired man who walked out smiled and said, "Master Tammo is suitable for cultivation in battle qi, and his aptitude is excellent!"

The words instantly silenced the noisy children in the courtyard, with most of them showing expressions of strong surprise, disbelief, and jealousy.

Excellent? Not just high, but excellent? On the continent, there are five levels of cultivation aptitude: poor, ordinary, high, excellent, and perfect.

The differences between each level of aptitude are vast. For instance, with the same training, it is impossible for someone with poor aptitude to become an official practitioner. An ordinary aptitude requires one year, a high aptitude eight months, and an excellent aptitude only six months! The gap between excellent and poor was almost twice as large! This means that someone with a high aptitude needs only half the time and effort to surpass others! And this is only in the early stages of cultivation. In later stages, without exceptional aptitude, a practitioner will be eternally stuck at a low level, while those with good aptitude can easily advance. Hence, a person's aptitude is extremely important!

On the continent, more than ninety percent of people out of a hundred have poor aptitude. Only a few have ordinary cultivation aptitude, while high aptitude is one in a thousand! Excellent is even rarer, emerging over generations in a city! So far, in the vast border city of Châteauroux, the number of people with excellent cultivation aptitude is countable over countless years! As for perfect... it's rarely mentioned, as sometimes a country may not produce a perfect aptitude practitioner in hundreds of years! Aptitude is something determined at birth!

So when the young man announced that Tammo had excellent aptitude, the children in the courtyard immediately fell silent, all of them looking at Tammo, who walked out of the room with an arrogant and lofty demeanor, with fervent envy. Tammo indeed lived up to his reputation as the young master adored by countless family members since childhood!

Moreover, as the son of the head of the Sandy family, he possessed the enviable excellent cultivation aptitude! From the moment Tammo's excellent aptitude was confirmed, he was destined to become the pride and symbol of the Sandy family and the focus of the entire Châteauroux City!

This couldn't help but make the children envious and jealous!

Under countless heated gazes, Tammo proudly swept his gaze over the crowd, his eyes full of disdain, then strode out of the courtyard, as if he and they were not from the same world.

Next, the young man with a smile immediately called out to another well-dressed child, "Master Sharp, it's your turn!"

In the next moment, the child named Sharp, who had been enviously watching Tammo, walked towards the house with a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

This time, the children in the courtyard did not make any noise or discussions, as they were still in shock from Tammo's excellent aptitude. Excellent? It seemed too favored by the gods! At this moment, Tammo, in their hearts, was undoubtedly the person with all the happiness in the world!

Moments later, the young man once again opened the wooden door of the house and announced with a smile, "Master Sharp is suitable for cultivation in battle qi, and his aptitude is high!"

With these words, the child named Sharp also raised his head proudly, walking past the still-waiting children. Though he couldn't match Tammo, a high cultivation aptitude was enough to make countless people envious.

Next, as Sharp proudly walked away, the young man at the door called out another name, "Reed..."

One by one, the children were called and entered the room, only to come out with heads hanging low, almost all of them having poor aptitude. Their fate would be that of lifelong low-class servants.

When there was only one thin, absent-minded child left in the courtyard, the young man suddenly showed a kind smile, a genuine warmth and kindness from his heart, unlike the polite humility shown towards Tammo and Sharp.

"Cotton, come! You're the last one. Don't be afraid. Cultivation aptitude is something you either have or don't. In our Sandy family, as long as I'm here, no one will mistreat you! Cheer up!"

"Uncle Carol." Hearing the kind words, the boy named Cotton still seemed absent-minded. After searching his memory for the name of the person in front of him, he smiled bitterly and walked towards the house with hesitant steps.

It wasn't his fault for being unadapted. Imagine anyone living for over twenty years, suddenly dying from an electric shock at work, and then finding themselves in a strange world, inhabiting the body of a ten-year-old. It would be hard to accept!

But regardless of his acceptance, yesterday Carol had privately talked with him all night, explaining the aptitude test process on the continent to the "ten-year-old" Cotton. Today, being tested for aptitude, Carol wanted him to understand these things better.

The great land of Galan is a continent where power is paramount! To stand out, one must have strength! Be it a warrior or a magician, these are the only paths for ordinary people to become upper-class individuals. Otherwise, they remain ordinary, low-class people, enslaved for life by the upper class.

Thus, the aptitude test at the age of ten is a crucial turning point in determining one's fate!

Approaching the door of the house, Cotton, or rather Shen, though still absent-minded, couldn't help feeling a bit anxious, hoping he would be suitable for cultivation!

Seeing the hopeful look in Shen's eyes, Carol smiled, gently patting Shen's head. Though not his biological son, Shen was the son of his late good friend. In Carol's eyes, Shen was the most important person in the Sandy family. Regardless of his cultivation aptitude, Carol would ensure he would not be harmed in the future.

After a while, when the door to the house opened again, Carol's face lit up with joy, "Great, Cotton! You're suitable for cultivation! Even if it's just an ordinary aptitude, you can be trained as a guard by the family. Having a chance to become a warrior is a great thing! Ruth, did you see this? Your son has a chance to become a warrior!!"