Celitia was somewhat surprised by this result, but not entirely.

The essence of attribute testing was to release detection magic to induce a tiny amount of weak magic power in the internal circuits, which would then feed back to the crystal ball through attribute resonance.

But Celitia's circuits couldn't generate any magic power. Even the slightest sign of emergence would immediately disappear without a trace.

Unable to produce attribute resonance, it was naturally impossible to test adaptability. Even if they tried a hundred more times, the crystal ball would remain that translucent white color.

"Thank you, teacher."

Celitia calmly withdrew her hand, stood up from the chair, and prepared to leave, making room for the next person.

"Wait a moment!"

Grace couldn't accept this and hurriedly grabbed Celitia's hand, refusing to let her go.

Having practiced magic for many years, Grace had never seen such a case before, to the point where she began to doubt if there was an error in her own method of controlling magic.

"Teacher," Celitia looked helpless, "there are many people waiting behind us."

If they continued to dwell on this, she would again become the center of attention.

As Celitia had anticipated, after this interlude, the students queuing behind, as well as those who had finished testing but hadn't left, all had their attention drawn over.

"What's going on? Is there a problem with the crystal ball?"

"No, wasn't it working fine just now?"

Amid the various discussions, Grace looked up and spotted Colton, who was leisurely observing the tests, and immediately waved for help:

"Dean! Please come and take a look!!"

"What's the matter?"

Colton walked over to them, noticing that the person causing the commotion was once again Celitia, a hint of deeper meaning appearing in his eyes.

Grace explained the situation to Colton, looking at him expectantly: "Dean, could you test her again?"

Before Colton could speak, Celitia had already said: "No need, let's leave it at that."

The inability to detect her attribute might be related to her physical condition, and Celitia really didn't want to give Colton an opportunity to investigate.

Besides, in the short term, Celitia wasn't hoping to learn any combat techniques or magic, so whether or not her attribute was clear didn't matter.

"I certainly trust Miss Grace's ability; this probably isn't your problem."

Firmly rejected by Celitia, Colton didn't insist on testing her, but instead smiled and said something else.

"People who completely lack adaptability, though extremely rare, have existed in history. I believe this is also a kind of rare talent."

"Then I must thank the Dean for the compliment," Celitia said coldly.

Having no desire to continue entangled in this issue, Celitia pulled her hand away from Grace and turned to leave alone.

Behind Celitia, the observing students instantly erupted.

"No way, no elemental adaptability?"

"Do such people really exist in the world?"

"This is the first time I've heard of it too..."

"What did Dean Colton mean by saying she has talent? Did you understand?"

"The Dean must be mocking her, right? Look at her attitude, it's quite annoying."

None of the surrounding discussions entered Celitia's ears; she just wanted to quickly escape from the center of attention.

Seeing Celitia walking away, Sophia and the others hurriedly caught up.

"Lily!"

Sophia rushed in front of Celitia, blocking her way, her expression urgent. "Don't listen to Colton's nonsense. If this test isn't accurate, we can test again next time!"

Benita said: "I think it's nothing. The Dean already said so; maybe it's not a bad thing."

Though she was comforting Celitia, Benita felt a somewhat shameful happiness inside.

This way, she could struggle together with Celitia in the quagmire.

"Is this attribute adaptability thing really that important?" Shanie scratched her head, looking completely bewildered. "I feel like no attribute prevents me from beating people up?"

Surrounded by the three girls, Celitia had to stop, sighing, her face showing some helplessness:

"I'm not concerned about this. I just finished the test and was heading to class."

"Quite stubborn, aren't you? Do you really not care?"

A sneer came from behind the four. Margaret walked over, looking at Celitia with disdain.

"Let me tell you, people without attribute adaptability can't learn any combat techniques or magic. In other words, such a person is a born fool!"

As if unable to feel Margaret's targeting, Celitia calmly replied: "I'm enlightened."

Though harsh, what Margaret said was true.

Celitia had seen such examples before.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't reach the threshold of battle energy or magic, as if they had been forgotten by the Goddess at birth.

Any ambitious person would probably find it hard to accept that they had no talent whatsoever.

But Celitia truly didn't mind.

She had already experienced the feeling of being at the pinnacle.

Now, Celitia only wanted to live peacefully as an ordinary person.

But Sophia couldn't accept Margaret's words.

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Sophia said angrily. "Who's a born fool?!"

"Let me see, who's taking this personally?" Margaret rolled her eyes at Sophia. "Did I mention you? I didn't name names, so why are you so agitated?"

"You—" Sophia was choked by Margaret, a breath stuck in her chest.

Celitia didn't care what others thought of her and had no interest in the conflict Margaret was provoking, wishing she could just walk around her.

"Ignore her, let's go."

Celitia tugged at Sophia, ignoring Margaret, and led the way forward.

"But—"

Sophia still wanted to contend with Margaret, but her right hand was held by Celitia, forcing her to follow along.

"Hey!"

Margaret had put in all her effort to belittle Celitia, but it felt like punching cotton, leaving her with an indescribable frustration.

"Celitia, you know that if you don't earn enough credits this year, you'll be expelled, right?"

She shouted at Celitia's back. "If you don't want to embarrass yourself, leave voluntarily now. Otherwise, when you become the only one expelled, don't say I didn't warn you!"

"Oh, I understand," Celitia didn't even look back. "Thank you for the reminder, Miss Margaret."

Leaving Margaret standing there, staring angrily at Celitia's back.

What kind of person is she?!

Acting all calm, cool, and aloof, as if she wouldn't be afraid even if the sky fell!

How dare she interfere in Margaret Brienne's affairs! Sooner or later, she would make that person cry in fear and kneel down to beg for mercy!