Evolving My Undead Legion In A Game-Like World - Chapter 538

Chapter 538: Academies

Michael’s eyes slid down the page.

> How to Apply (Read Carefully):

1. Log into your Exam Portal. A new tab labeled “Academy Intake” has appeared.

2. Paste the corresponding link (below) into the available space inside the Academy Intake tab:

• Cultivation Academies: portal://apply/cultivation

• Awakeners’ Academies: portal://apply/awakeners

3. Complete the application. You may submit to both tracks if eligible.

4. You will receive application decisions within a few hours.

Michael let the screen glow fade a fraction as he absorbed it.

Academy-based last round. Two paths—Cultivation or Awakeners—each with their own exam, their own metrics.

Michael narrowed his eyes as he stared at the email again. He had been expecting two emails—one for the academy applications, and another that would deliver the access key for the Land of Origin, just like the staff member had mentioned before they left Bright Academy.

But there was only this one.

Michael scrolled back to the top.

> “To be seated for the round, you must first apply to at least one academy track.”

Then it clicked.

The key hadn’t come yet… because it couldn’t. Not until he applied.

Michael let out a quiet, dry laugh and muttered, “Of course.”

The staff had never explicitly said there would be two separate emails. Michael had just assumed they’d arrive independently.

It seems you apply first. Then—if you’re accepted—you’re issued your key.

That explained why the application email had arrived first and not the access credential.

As for the application method itself, Michael already knew a bit.

Thanks to the Federation’s chokehold on supernatural information. Even on the “supers forums”.

People who wanted to enter a supernatural academy only learned more during the college-exam window. Like now.

The Federation’s control was total.

He couldn’t deny the efficiency of it—the way they had managed to keep Aurora looking… normal. Too normal. People went to school, worked jobs, complained about bills, streamed their shows, and argued over politics, while just beyond the curtains existed monsters, Awakeners, and entire zones steeped in supernatural threat.

But the more he thought about it, the more it grated on him.

Maybe it was because he came from another world, one where the idea of hiding the truth at this scale would have sounded insane. Here, it was simply how things were done. Yet to him, it felt less like governance and more like management—like the Federation was rearing domestic animals in a cage called Aurora, clipping their vision so they wouldn’t realize how large their world truly was.

It wasn’t that Michael disagreed with all of it. He wasn’t naïve. He understood why the Federation kept certain things under wraps. History itself had proven what happened when the supernatural was too involved in the lives of ordinary people. Those were lessons hard-learned.

But to the extent that even the names of schools were hidden? That wasn’t protection.

The fact that aspiring students—future cultivators, Awakeners, guardians of humanity—couldn’t even know where they might study until a government-issued email arrived during the exams… It was a level of control that bordered on absurd.

To be honest, Michael also felt the Federation needed to change.

But what could someone as insignificant as him do?

He was just trying to get to school and know more about the world he found himself in!

Michael’s thumb hovered over the “Open Portal” button.

He logged in and focused on two tabs on his dashboard: Academy Intake and Offers.

He clicked Academy Intake first.

Three options appeared.

Apply to Cultivation Academy

Apply to Awakeners Academy

Offers

It wasn’t difficult to understand what each meant. If he chose the first, he’d step onto the cultivation path.

Cultivation academies also accepted awakeners.

If he had failed to reach rank 2, this option and offers would have likely being the only options available to him.

Even though he was also at rank 2, it didn’t stop him from choosing to attend a cultivation academy if he wanted to.

Of course, Michael would not do this.

He had suspicious of the advantages that could be available if he chose this path but it didn’t mean it was necessarily good.

The second option was the natural choice for someone like him—an Awakener.

And the third… that was for invitations. The kind the staff member at Bright Academy had hinted at earlier.

Michael hesitated only a moment before tapping Offers.

A new window slid open, and the screen immediately filled with academy crests.

Michael saw a total number.

Forty two.

He was shocked as he hadn’t expected this much but when he went ahead to check the list, he noticed a big part of this list belonged to Cultivation academies.

Michael scrolled down the offers board, his brow tightening.

Forty-two crests. More than half of them belonged to cultivation academies. But every single one of them only carried two buttons beneath the emblem:

[Accept] [Decline]

No blurbs. No descriptions. No information at all.

Michael exhaled slowly, his gaze drifting down.

Among the forty-two, only eight were Awakeners’ Academies.

That number, though small, was enough to settle something in his chest. As long as one of them fit him, it was direct entry.

But the relief didn’t erase the frustration. Just like the cultivation academies, these offers also gave nothing away. Accept or decline. That was it. If he wanted more information, he wouldn’t find it here.

Michael wasn’t the type to gamble blindly.

His thumb slid back, exiting the offers board. The list of options returned, stark and simple.

Apply to Cultivation Academy

Apply to Awakeners Academy

Offers

This time, he tapped the second.

A new window slid open. The layout was similar, but immediately, Michael noticed the difference. Unlike the offers page, each academy here carried detailed descriptions—histories, specialties, and so on.

Michael leaned forward slightly, eyes sharpening.

Michael skimmed through the lists for a while, eyes narrowing as he began to notice a pattern.

There were far more academies than he had expected—thirty in total—and they weren’t simply scattered or equal. They were ranked into three stage.