The room was on the third floor, and it was not what Lin Yi had expected.
It was full. Four tables had been arranged, one for each academy's representative, and the representatives had apparently taken the concept of making an impression very seriously. The moment he walked in, all four stood. One of them led with an offer of a private dormitory suite with a personal training ground attached. Another mentioned a monthly equipment allowance that was genuinely significant. A third offered a mentor arrangement with one of their current senior faculty, a former top-ten ranked regional hunter.
The fourth representative, a middle-aged woman from what appeared to be the most academically focused of the four, slid a folder across the table that contained a list of research resources, library access credentials, and a schedule of specialized combat theory seminars that she described as things most students didn't even know existed.
