These so-called big shots are just the leaders among the refugees. They may share the joys and sorrows with the refugees at first. However, after the refugee army reaches a large scale, it begins to form a ruling class. Generally, they have low cultural knowledge and begin to find ways to exploit the outer cities.
The refugees just want to live a good life for themselves.
How is this any different from those rotten nobles?
Just look at the behavior of these ‘big men’ in front of you.
Aslan watched all this with cold eyes. He originally thought that this army of refugees would occupy the ruins of Maratha Fort and redevelop agriculture. He thought that there were capable people in this army of refugees, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.
After stopping Arthur from getting angry, he started testing the children of these big shots.
They didn't come for the corn cakes, but they saw that Aslan was testing the child's cultivation talent, so they came in droves.
The children of these 'big men' are much better off, because many of their parents are professionals, and since they don't go hungry, their qualifications and talents are much better.
After all, when cultivating Dou Qi, talent and qualifications are very important, and physical fitness is also very important.
The big shot's children are neither too many nor too few, about a hundred or so, after some testing.
There are about four people with magic talents. However, the magic talents are not very high. The crystal pillar can only reach six or seven knots, which means that in this life, at most, they can only reach the level of mid-to-high-level magicians. If there are sufficient resources and a mentor can bring them in,
There is no problem in becoming a great magician.
But looking at the situation of the refugee army, it is estimated that even if you have magic talent, it will be very difficult to become a magician.
Because Aslan has determined that there is not even a decent magician in the entire Maratha Fort, only a few junior and intermediate magicians.
So after getting these four good seedlings, the two intermediate magicians were very happy, as if they had found a treasure, which made Aslan shake his head.
In the Kingdom of Cleveland, magicians are not allowed to have magic apprentices unless they have reached the level of magicians, for fear of leading the magic apprentices astray.
After all, an intermediate magician is, to put it nicely, a newcomer who has just started in the field of magic. He himself knows only a little about magic, so what qualifications do he have to teach students.
Casillas followed a middle-aged man in a warrior uniform and reported something. The middle-aged man soon came over with his eyes bright and a smile on his face.
"This gentleman! I don't know what to call him?"
Arthur glanced at the other person, folded his arms and said, "Before asking others for their names, state your own name first. This is the most basic benefit."
Aslan took care of himself and gave the test to the remaining 'big shot' children. When the last one was finished, Aslan shook his head helplessly.
The children of these 'big men' have a lot of fighting spirit talents. After all, most of their parents have mastered fighting spirit and more or less passed it on to the next generation.
Although there are many fighting spirit talents, the highest is only nine knots. Among the refugees, he may be a genius, but in Aslan's eyes, he is not popular at all, and he has no interest in spending money to cultivate him.
"Oh! I'm sorry! My name is Gerrit Mesa, and I am the commander-in-chief of the refugee army." The middle-aged man introduced himself slowly.
Aslan nodded and said something.
"Lance! Hello!"
This was considered a greeting, which made Casillas very embarrassed. He had just said that Aslan was very talkative.
Jelit was not angry and said with a smile: "What are the magical talents of our four children just now? Are they qualified to become their apprentices?"
Before Aslan could speak, Duke Medea came out. Just in time to hear this, he subconsciously asked: "How many knots has it reached?"
Arthur replied respectfully: "The highest is seven knots!"
"A bunch of rubbish! A waste of time."
As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of those 'big shots', and even Jie Lit couldn't help but become angry.
"I wonder what qualifications qualify you to become two apprentices?" Jelit asked his subordinates angrily when he stopped him.
"Lance, tell me!" Duke Medea said directly.
Aslan said unhurriedly: "My senior sister and third senior sister have the highest qualifications, both with thirteen sections! They are expected to become magisters in this life. My fourth senior brother has the worst qualifications, with only eight sections, but he is the most talented in alchemy.
Very high and with solid basic knowledge of magic.”
As soon as this set of magic talent testing equipment came out, they took it out and used it.
Except for Generido, the worst among other brothers is ten knots.
Hearing that he could step into the Magisterium, Jelite couldn't help but change his eyes when he looked at Duke Medea.
Obviously, he regarded Duke Medea as Aslan's elder sister, and at the same time he got a piece of information from her.
That is, Aslan and his party are all disciples, and their teacher is at least a magician. Otherwise, it would be impossible to cultivate such outstanding disciples. At the same time, they also understand that Aslan and his party should come here to find new magic for their teacher.
Apprentices, no wonder they look down on the people here. Their qualifications are so poor that they can't even compare to the worst.
"I was rude just now!" Jelit has only dared to call the refugee army so far, precisely because among the hundreds of thousands of them, there is not even a mentor-level expert. Once they rebel, they will definitely suffer the consequences of the prince's royal family and nobles.
A joint attack does not require the dispatch of a large army. As long as a few mentor-level experts are sent to carry out beheading tactics, their refugee army will surely fall apart.
Aslan waved his hand casually, pointed at the 'big men' who were gathered around and said, "Can you tell them to go away? We are very busy."
Jie Li nodded and motioned for everyone to leave.
Aslan continued to test the children of ordinary refugees, and did dozens more. Seeing that there were thousands of children behind him, he pointed directly at Cu Chulainn and said: "Cu Chulainn, you are responsible!"
Cu Chulainn shrugged and began to take over the testing work. Aslan arranged for Arthur to get some building materials and come back. He had to build a few decent houses first, otherwise he would live in a tent for a few days. Duke Medea would definitely
Jump up.
Arthur nodded, carried a box of jade bean cakes and came to the other side, shouting that he wanted to exchange various building materials, which immediately attracted countless people.
When Jelite saw Aslan and the others planning to live here permanently, his eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly waved his hand and asked Casillas to go to the inner city to mobilize a batch of building materials. Now many places in the inner city need to be rebuilt, and many buildings in the outer city need to be rebuilt.
Materials were transported into the inner city.
After a while, a cart of construction materials came out.
Aslan smiled and nodded to Jelite.
"Thank you very much! I wonder what you need to trade?" Aslan said very politely. He did not accept it directly, but proposed a trade, meaning that he did not want to owe the other party a favor.
Jie Lit was not polite either. He was familiar with the situation once and twice.
"I'll give you a box of jade bean cakes in exchange!"