Chapter 3776: The School Doctor's

The magnificent yet solemn Great Hall truly gave the group of Batmen quite a shock.

In their universe, magic is something that can't be brought to the table. Most mages live in poverty, the representative being Constantine. Even a magician like Zatanna, who doesn't need to pay a price, has to rely on street performances to earn her living expenses. Although one can't say they are ragged and homeless, they are certainly strapped for cash and have no fixed abode.

Yet the mages of this universe were actually able to build such a grand magical academy. Not to mention those magical effects, just building such a large castle would cost an unimaginable amount of money.

The Batmen, of course, didn't know that this castle had only been built recently, and those historical traces were intentionally made to look old for the sake of filming. They thought this castle must have had several centuries of history. That is to say, perhaps in the Middle Ages, the mages of this universe were already very advanced.

Some Batmen who thought more deeply naturally realized the key problem: if the mages of this universe are so wealthy and have such a long history of magic, did ordinary people live even harder lives during certain dark and ignorant periods in history?

Thinking about it this way, Batman felt that there was blood and tears everywhere in the castle's brilliance.

But before he could think about more realistic problems, a difficult hurdle was placed before them—the sorting for this school is actually an exam!

From seeing the castle to entering the Great Hall, the whole process seemed very magical. As a result, at the crucial moment of sorting, what was placed before them was a stack of exam papers that couldn't be more familiar, basically no different from the final exam process for college students.

"What the hell!" Lego Batman stared at the stack of exam papers and said, "I didn't come here to take a final test! Why does a magic academy have exams?"

Just as he was complaining, a red figure walked over to this row, put her hands together, and gave him an apologetic smile, saying: "Sir, please forgive us for forgetting that there would be some students with special body sizes—Shrink!"

Accompanied by her pointing, the exam paper in front of Lego Batman immediately shrank many times, becoming a size that Lego Batman could write on. Then, the lady very thoughtfully helped him shrink the quill pen and ink as well.

Lego Batman stared blankly at everything happening before his eyes, and little stars of longing flickered in his eyes again.

"Oh, thank you, beautiful lady. Are you a professor? Okay, Professor Wanda. I mean, was that magic just now? Can you enlarge and shrink things?"

"Yes, student. You will learn these spells in the following courses. Any other questions?"

"No, thank you, Professor."

Lego Batman became eager to try again. He clenched his fists hard, bent his arms to make a cheering gesture, and muttered: "Yeah, once I learn magic, I'll make my house super big! Let's see who dares to get lost then. They'll definitely be so surprised they won't be able to speak!"

"No, no, no, if everything can be enlarged, why don't I enlarge myself? I want to be taller than them, and then go stroll around their territory..."

A picture popped up in Lego Batman's mind: he became as tall as a four-story building in the real world, and the other Batmen, who were giants to him before, were like little ants at his feet. He stood in the crowd and laughed triumphantly.

Thinking of this, he was no longer annoyed by the exam, but picked up his pen and began to write rapidly.

But this was not a test that could be solved by his serious attitude; it contained a large number of abstract occult questions. Compared to exam questions, it was more like a psychological assessment report. Most Batmen were scratching their heads, including Main Universe Batman.

He couldn't help it halfway through, and looked up at Shiler sitting at the very front. That look was as if to say, "I know exactly who wrote these questions."

Shiler smiled at him. Main Universe Batman sighed in his heart and could only continue to struggle with these inexplicable questions.

Shiler, of course, knew how difficult these questions were for Batman. Because many of them required intuitive judgment, but Batman is the kind of person who doesn't quite believe in intuition and is more willing to follow logical judgment—even if there is no reason, he will infer three points, digging out a reason from various angles, so it is naturally difficult to answer.

But ordinary people don't have such wisdom, nor do they care so much about logic. Following their hearts and answering with intuition is actually more accurate.

After about two hours, most people had finished, and the remaining few were just a few questions away. When everyone handed in their papers, the professors sat together and began to grade them.

In fact, there are no right or wrong answers to these questions; it's more about looking at inner tendencies and affinity for certain natural elements. After a quick scan, there was a rough result.

When the sorting list was announced, many students were nervous. The Batmen looked calm, but there were actually undercurrents. After all, there are different factions among them, and whether they are sorted into the same house is a big deal.

Finally, when the sorting results came out, it was a bit beyond the Batmen's expectations.

Main Universe Batman, Great Adventure Universe Batman, and Arkham Batman were all sorted into Neptune House, which is the Battle School. That was fine. Owlman, Injustice Batman, and Bruce were all sorted into Mercury House, which is the Mercury Business School. Lego Batman, on the other hand, was sorted alone into Saturn House, which is the School of Engineering—not a single other Batman was sorted there.

When the results came out, Lego Batman was the first to be unable to believe it. He almost jumped up and said: "How could I be sorted into Saturn House?! I should belong to Neptune House, I am the most powerful great magician!!!"

"... The house does not restrict the subjects of study," Strange, as the headmaster, continued to soothe on stage. "Being sorted into a house does not mean you will definitely engage in a certain profession. Everyone studies the same courses and can freely choose their career path in the future."

"As headmaster, I must remind you: the magic academy will provide all the energy you need for your studies. Before the internship period begins, no student is allowed to contact the demon gods privately. Once discovered, the light punishment will be suspension and reflection, and the heavy punishment will be direct expulsion. Do you understand?"

Most students were confused by these words. Because magic had never appeared in their lives before, they didn't understand that the essence of magic is borrowing, nor did they know what demon gods were. However, since the headmaster emphasized it so seriously, they had to answer in unison.

The Batmen, however, began to think. They were not completely ignorant of the magic of this world; some Batmen had already come into contact with the superheroes on the Marvel side and learned some things about magic, knowing that the essence of magic here is the same as on their side.

That makes this magic academy even more suspicious. If the essence of magic is borrowing, then what a huge price did the mages of this universe pay to borrow so much energy from the demon gods? Where did they get so much energy to squander?

Although Batman cannot be considered a conspiracy theorist, they think much more than ordinary people, and naturally have to consider some worst-case scenarios.

Because they have some understanding of the mages in their own universe, they understand how difficult it is to borrow debt from demons. Most mages need to pay a very high price, mostly plagued by bad luck and pain.

And since a price has to be paid here too, but most mages look quite glamorous, then who paid the price?

Main Universe Batman's heart gradually sank. He began to search through his experience of dealing with Strange when he shared a body with Stark.

He remembered their conversation back then—this guy is a very pure human supremacist, and relatively extreme, perhaps even more extreme than Luthor. Is it really a good thing to let such a person master such huge power?

Batman couldn't help but think: First of all, building this magic school in Massachusetts is a big problem. Will magical energy really not have any radiation? Will mages not cause chaos when they go out daily? Being so close to Boston, is he really not afraid of affecting a densely populated big city?

Or is it that the Sorcerer Supreme only cares about raising the ceiling of human power, completely ignoring the safety of ordinary people?

But thinking of Shiler, Batman felt a little relieved. Shiler shouldn't let these mages run wild. But what exactly is going on, he still has to investigate on his own.

And this also involves another more important matter: the Sorcerer Supreme summoned students from the entire multiverse to study here, and he must want to connect the humans of the multiverse. If his personality is too extreme and he stops at nothing, then the Human Alliance must not be controlled by him. They themselves must not be accomplices.

If that's the case, he has to find a way to interrupt the Sorcerer Supreme's plan. Even if the establishment of the Human Alliance is unstoppable, it must not be controlled by evil people.

Main Universe Batman looked up at the Sorcerer Supreme Strange standing in the center, and Strange happened to be looking at him too. Their eyes met for a moment, and then they tacitly moved away.

They both knew what the other was worried about, but they also knew that groundless suspicion had no meaning. Even if there was evidence, whether they had the strength to interfere with the progress of things was another matter. When all is said and done, it still comes down to a real fight.

After the sorting ended, all students entered the dining hall for a meal. The sumptuous food had already been placed on the table, and Strange waved his hand to announce that they could eat.

After a long time of answering questions, everyone was exhausted. Enjoying delicious food is the best way to vent stress. But Batman found the food tasteless—it's not that they were worried about someone poisoning the food; who would dare to say that the food in a place with such abundant magical energy hadn't received some strange radiation?

Only two people ate quite happily: one was Lego Batman, and the other was Bruce.

Lego Batman knew he was made of plastic, so it didn't matter how much he ate; and Bruce, who was made of flesh, was so carefree that it was quite eye-catching.

"Aren't you worried that there's something wrong with the food?" Owlman couldn't help but ask.

Bruce put a piece of steak into his mouth and chewed, saying: "If you're so afraid, why don't you just not learn magic? Look at the starry sky above, look at the floating candlesticks, look at the glowing carpet. If there were radiation, we would have been soaked in radiation long ago, so what's a little bit of food?"

"That may be so." Owlman looked around and then said, "But the food you eat is different after all. Don't you have any psychological barriers?"

Bruce took the sauce bottle in front of him and said impatiently: "Then don't eat." ===== CHAPTER 3777 =====