Invincible copy system

Shangjing College is located in the suburbs of Shangjing City, sparsely populated and inconvenient for transportation.

There are less than 1000 students in the school, and there are only a dozen teachers. Even in private colleges, it can't find its ranking.

When Zhang Fan saw this dilapidated school for the first time, he made complaints from the bottom of his heart.

"Why is this called a college?"

Long Lingshuang came up and said, "Okay, if you're lucky, your file can be hung here."

"You asked me to transfer the file from Jiangbei Medical College just to hang it here?"

"Hehe." Long Lingshuang laughed and replied, "Pray that you can stay, otherwise, you can only report to Lord Yan."

"But it's more like a prison here."

"You're right." Then, Long Lingshuang glanced at the square in front of the teaching building, and continued: "I'll report, you wait here. Today is a special day, don't run around."

After speaking, Long Lingshuang left.

"Special?" Zhang Fan muttered, and also glanced forward.

On the square of less than [-] square meters, there were two to three hundred people standing around a dozen stalls.

Zhang Fan stood alone at the gate of the school, the surroundings were deserted, not even the gatekeeper.

He waited for more than half an hour, and he was really bored, so he took a few steps closer to the crowd.

"Yang Zhenxiong, nicknamed Canglang, a marine, was in Operation 521..."

"Zhan Lin, an outstanding graduate of Kyoto University, has been elected three times..."

"Huang Long, a high-level martial artist, a disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Sect. He once participated in the No.19 National Wushu..."

……

Zhang Fan's scanning system operated automatically, and countless identity information was transmitted into his brain.

After a casual glance, he was immediately shocked.

These people are the top talents from all over the world, full of talents and outstanding achievements.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's curiosity was also aroused. What kind of college is this, and what day is it today?
So, without any further hesitation, he took a few quick steps and squeezed into the crowd.

"Shangjing College Club Recruitment Conference"

After Zhang Fan saw these large characters, he suddenly had the urge to hit someone.

Angry and funny, the elites from all over the country gather here just to join the university club.Literature, photography, robots, Go, painting...the most common categories.

After watching for a long time, Zhang Fan still couldn't figure out what was going on.

In the end, Zhang Fan put aside Long Lingshuang's instructions and directly joined various games.

Each club has its own admission test.

Zhang Fan picked one and wanted to play casually.

"I don't have your information here, so I would like to ask, who is your recommender?"

The first game Zhang Fan played was Go, but as soon as he sat down, the person opposite the chess table asked a question.

"Recommender?" He thought for a moment, then replied, "Long Lingshuang brought me here."

"Dragon team?"

"Flying dragon?"

……

Before the person on the opposite side could answer, a few people standing around called out, apparently they knew Long Lingshuang.

"So it's Captain Long, what's your name?"

"Zhang Fan."

Just as Zhang Fan said his name, there was another discussion around him.

"Zhang Fan?"

"Haven't heard of this character?"

"A member of the Dragon Team?"

……

"Do you want to join our Go club?" the man asked again.

But Zhang Fan replied, "I see that you have a vacancy here, and I want to play a round."

The man smiled and replied, "Please."

Then, Zhang Fan went ahead in the dark amidst the surprised gazes around him.

Originally, he didn't pay much attention, he just thought it was strange and wanted to find out.

However, Zhang Fan found out after playing a few moves that the opponent was a master.

He also started to get serious.

Some time ago, when Zhang Fan comprehended Zhan Jiang Dao, he felt the victory and defeat, killing, setting up games, and breaking the level from the chessboard, so he is also considered a master.

But with just a dozen or so pieces, he clearly felt that the opponent's chess skills were superior to his own, and that the opponent was spying on his true level.

Zhang Fan is not good at setting up bureaus, and his slashing sword technique pays more attention to preemptive strikes.

Therefore, he began a bold attack.

"Ok?"

The opponent seemed to hesitate slightly, and immediately changed his chess style.

The two of them began to confront each other, fighting head-on.

"Master!"

"It has reached this point."

"The people in the Dragon Team are really not simple."

……

The fighting in the chess game has reached a fever pitch, and the people around are also full of praise.

Zhang Fan also had the mentality to win, not the mentality of just starting to play, the opponent really pushed him into a hurry.

But just after he made another drop, the opponent suddenly stopped.

"Mr. Zhang, you have passed."

"Is there still no winner?" Zhang Fan didn't understand why the opponent stopped.

"There will be opportunities in the future. There is only one day for recruiting new recruits in the club, and there is not only one place, let's give others a chance."

After speaking, the other party added Zhang Fan's name on the form next to it.

Seeing the expressions of the people next to him eager to try, Zhang Fan had no choice but to give up his seat.

But Long Lingshuang still didn't show up, so he ran to the next booth.

"Rare Wildlife Conservation Society"

What attracted Zhang Fan was not the name of the club, but the test content it set up.

"Hail of bullets"

Zhang Fan really couldn't understand that the entrance test for a wild animal protection association turned out to be a shooting game.

The most people gathered around this booth, so that if he wanted to play the game, he had to line up first.

"I'll go, master."

After watching the whole test process, Zhang Fan looked forward to it even more.

Although, you can use a variety of equipment to participate in the test, slingshots, darts, bows and even real firearms, but the most special thing is the target.

Coin, the standard one-dollar coin.

But it is not fixed more than ten meters away, but in the hands of the examiner.

"Yang Qian, a senior warrior..."

"The money dart is thrown with the strength of the wrist. The money dart can be thrown downwards diagonally, or it can fly far away on a flat surface. It can attack the enemy's eyes, throat, wrist and other parts. The key to injuring the enemy..."

According to the data returned by the scanning system, this seemingly very young tester turned out to be a senior martial artist.

Although modern coins are used, the technique is that of an authentic hidden weapon money dart.

There were special forces soldiers and ancient warriors in front of Zhang Fan, but whether it was guns or darts, they missed a few targets.

Finally, it was Zhang Fan's turn to play.

"Wait a minute, who are you?" The other party asked Zhang Fan's identity again.

This time, Zhang Fan behaved well.

"My name is Zhang Fan, and the recommender is Long Lingshuang."

"Dragon team?"

After hearing Zhang Fan's answer, the other party was far more surprised than Zhang Fan imagined.

"She dropped me here an hour ago."