The floor was also the same size as the first floor, but there weren't any desks or tables, but typical training equipment, a fighting ring, and an eye-catching black pillar with a dark screen on the top.

Jacob notice all the people before him, were gathering around that dark pillar, and there was a tall, muscular man standing beside the black pillar.

As he headed the same way, he saw the tall man take the form of a dark skin person, and he said coolly, "Punch with your full strength. Anything lower than 100 KG force is failed. You'll get two chances, and your fee will not be refunded if you failed."

The dark skin person nodded since he already knows the rules of Star Mercenary Agency's entry test.

Everyone watched with great interest. Some veteran mercenaries were also present to rope in promising newcomers.

Many mercenary teams scout and recruited their members this way.

The dark skin man punched with full power, and his vibrant punch landed on the dark pillar.

Everyone looked at the top screen, and a string of numbers appeared.

"98"

The examiner nonchalantly uttered. "Last Chance."

The dark skin man's face heated when he felt those gazes filled with ridicule.

He took a deep breath before he punched again with everything he had.

A new number appeared on the dark screen, "95"

"Next!"

The examiner didn't even look at the dark skin man who seemed to have lost his soul.

The next person entered and moved toward the black pillar with an anxious face.

In the end, he only managed to score 84 and 87, which meant he also failed.

Jacob remained uninterested in other participants and wait for his turn silently.

At this moment, a tall woman with 5.11 height, an oval face, slender waist, and long legs wearing tight garments moved forward.

The examiner's eyes lit up, seeing this woman's long legs and big bosom. He smiled lewdly as he said, "Sugar, don't break your hand here. If you failed, you can always look for me, I'll support you."

"Hmph, asshole." The woman snorted coldly with contempt.

The examiner didn't mind, and his smile widen as he looked at her form, 'Rosalia, huh? A thorny rose indeed.'

Rosalia completely ignored everyone's coarse expressions and let loose a punch with an angry shout.

'Bang…'

Everyone looked at the dark screen without any high expectation, but what appeared made many scalps tingle with dread.

"132"

'What?' the examiner's eyes widen as his view of this woman changed in an instant and many others.

If they see her as an easy and delicate prey before, now they didn't dare to underestimate her anymore.

This much strength can't achieve just by playing hunter but only with years of practice.

However, the show still wasn't over. She suddenly moved her voluptuous hips and struck the black pillar with her long leg, which created a booming sound.

Another number appeared, which shocked everyone.

"201"

The examiner finally spoke with a hint of enthusiasm, "Rosalia Lion, Rank D Mercenary! Welcome to the Star Mercenary Agency!"

Rosalia give him a dead stare and asked, "Where can I get my license?"

The examiner didn't seem flustered at all, but he also didn't show any strange expressions anymore. He smiled as he started to write down on her form and then stamped it with a star stamp.

He handed her the form and said, "Go to the third floor. You can get your Star Mercenary License after handing this form."

Rosalia took the form and head toward the third floor without giving anyone a second glance. She even ignored those mercenaries who came to invite her to their teams.

"Next." The examiner continued the test.

After Rosalia, no one pass the test, and then it was Jacob's turn.

The examiner nonchalantly repeated himself and signal him to start.

'Another pretty boy wanted to show off, but the poor thing chose the wrong place.' He sneered inwardly as he looked at Jacob's appearance.

Although he was tall and muscular, he didn't look anything special from other experts' perceptive.

Jacob suddenly asked impassively, "I heard the higher one's ranked, the more benefits they'll get from the Star Mercenary Agency, right?"

The examiner plainly replied, "Yes."

Jacob merely nodded and took a boxer's stance before he performed a hammer strike with fifty percent of his power.

The examiner naturally knows about 'Knight Boxing', which was commonly used among the knights.

'Is he from a knight family?' His eyes narrowed slightly.

This time, he seemed extremely interested in Jacob's strength as he looked at the screen.

"464"

Everyone was flabbergasted by that number and looked at the silver hair, Jacob as if they were looking at a monster.

Even the examiner felt his heart palpitate seeing that number since it was almost equivalent to his own!

"I don't want to use the second chance, is that, ok?" Jacob calmly looked at the examiner.

'If I used my full power, I'm afraid it will draw unwanted attention,' Jacob mused. He also got the general idea of just how strong he was.

Examiner took a deep breath and solemnly nodded. "Jacob Steve, Rank C Mercenary! Welcome to the Star Mercenary Agency!"

He wrote his evaluation and handed him his form, but he whispered something in his ear that only Jacob heard.

"I'm the Vice Leader of this branch, 'Ralf '. A word of advice: don't join any mercenary team in rain town. Visit in eight days. I'll introduce you to the Agency Leader."

Jacob received the form showing no expression.

Ralf wink meaningfully at Jacob before he continued the test.

'Agency Leader, huh? If I have time, I might,' Jacob sneered inwardly, completely talking Ralf's words as wind.

He simply didn't care about anything except the identity of a star mercenary and their items.

Nothing interests him, especially working for someone else while they reap the benefits of his hard labor.

He had played this game many times in his past life!