Chapter 54 I'm really here to participate in the craftsman assessment
There is an aura about to stir in the silence that hangs over the El Pachin Arena, like an invisible storm brewing under the calm sea.
Fang Plover slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes filled with a warm luster. He traced the metal panel with his hand from left to right, and then crossed it from top to bottom.
The test ended with this most traditional ritual among alchemists.
He took a step back, nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and walked back, taking the control gloves from the tall lion man's hand without any haste.
"how?"
"Great. Elpaxin's machine is much easier to use than Kapka's."
That was just a simple conversation
But coupled with the big boy's somewhat calm smile, it was more like a signal, and a wave of applause swept over the El Paxin Arena.
People stood up as if they had agreed, and the applause was like a storm, a sea of carnival that lasted for a long time.
The fireworks were shot into the air, blooming with bright colors.
The airship above the arena began to drop flower petals downwards, and amid the raining fragrance of flowers, the people from Guta silently exited the arena.
"Has the final effective time been announced?" Ms. Aisha asked loudly. Only in this way can she make a little noise among the roaring and tsunami of applause.
Wandering Ma'er looked at his live broadcast room and found that the news had already been released in the community before them.
Three and one-fifths of a Thalia scale, equal to about fourteen minutes.
A new record was born.
Ms. Aisha's face was red and she was too excited to speak.
The wandering horse was also a little excited. He couldn't help clenching his fists and then unclenching them. In the community, officials sent him congratulations, congratulating him on the complete success of his first live broadcast, which even far exceeded expectations.
But his heart was unusually calm.
It was as if a brand-new landscape was slowly unfolding in front of him. The super sports of Aitaria stood in front of the stage of that era, under the shining starry sky, with only an immature back.
Simple and silent, but enough to shock people's hearts.
He remembers the short ID
Ed.
It was as if an ancient voice was tapping his heart.
That is the ancient factor sleeping in the blood. Millions of years ago, the ancestors of primates left the forest for the first time; and at the other end of the 60,000-year river of time, the first Homo sapiens was looking back at the horizon of the Sinai Peninsula.
look.
In the distant memory of twenty centuries ago, a young man from Chenggu County, Hanzhong County was holding a festival talisman and looking at the starry sky in the Hexi Corridor. Looking back again, there were sailors' songs again.
The swaying shadow of the sail is slowly leaving the Iberian coast.
It is an uneasy gaze staring at the shore of the unknown abyss, and a flame of curiosity lighting up the starry sky of wisdom.
It is the silent inspiration from the times, a brilliant cloud of poetry written by civilization under the sky to pursue survival and dreams.
And above that vastness.
They are names, like stars, arranged across the long night. The eyes of the forerunners looking at those who come after them are as long as a scroll, recording the nobleness and ideals of human courage and exploration spirit.
Even many years later, Wandering Ma could still recall the throbbing in his heart at that moment.
Like the rapids of a long river, it subtly changed the direction of his life choices.
Mountains and tsunamis of applause.
It's been going on for a long time.
In the VIP stands, Princess Brianne watched this scene with gentle eyes.
She turned back again, nodded to the dwarf in front of her, stood up, and said: "se'randuaduri," which was an ancient greeting from the Numelin elves. "Say hello to Aksu for me, I haven't seen him for many years.
Pass him and tell my dwarf friends that there will always be a place for companions in the long memories of elves."
The dwarf saluted her respectfully and replied: "It is an honor, Your Highness."
Brianne nodded lightly, turned around, and left under the guard of the Dawn Guard.
The dwarves watched her leave, then looked up at Fang Plover in the projection, and all whispered to each other and nodded. Then they all stood up and left in the other direction.
In the competition channel
Rogerta rubbed the thick joints of his fingers and looked at the door with a rare nervousness. He had experienced one hundred and forty years of life, and he was considered a weather-beaten old bone among dwarves. He thought that he
He would not easily behave like those sloppy apprentice boys in the tunnels of Eldron, but the facts proved that it was not yet time.
The young man in the competition room reminded him of the time when the Kaolin-Ithurian Craftsmen Association was prosperous more than ten years ago. What a good time it was at that time, it made him miss Kaolin-Ithurian so much.
They have won the Continental League championship for two consecutive years, and both El Pashin and Kapka have many outstanding players.
But after that, everything gradually changed.
When did it start? He still remembered the days when he was a great craftsman. Who was the vice-president in charge of the Ministry of Magic, Old Wright? Oh, that old guy from the Tasha family has been dead for many years.
There was a ‘click’ sound.
The sound of the door opening in front of him interrupted his thoughts.
The old dwarf seemed to have just remembered that he had not yet asked about the identity of the Kapka contestant. What was his status in the Kapka Artisans Association? What level of alchemist was he? Is he a selector or an aborigine?
Who was the one who brought him here first? By the way, it was the little girl Jenny. But that little girl was unreliable. She would definitely not know anything after asking. Rogerta thought of another person. By the way, it was Arquette.
Where is Arquette? The old dwarf turned around and saw that Arquette had quietly sneaked up to the courtyard gate at some point and was trying to escape in a sneaky way.
"Aquet!" The old dwarf president opened his eyes wide and shouted: "What are you doing?"
Arquette's expression in that direction changed. "Ah, that's right!" He replied with the same loud voice. "Rogerta, you know, I still have some things to do... Well, by the way, I'm on duty today.
You know, this is important."
With that said, the old guy disappeared in that direction, leaving a bunch of people waiting in the courtyard looking at each other.
What a shame, Roger Tower sighed, but this old guy has always been like this. He is the kind of real asshole who doesn't do his job properly. Compared with him, Merifen is much more reliable. But fortunately, the people from Gu Tower have already been there first.
Take a step back, otherwise you will be in great disgrace.
He grabbed Jenny, who was also about to run away, "It's none of my business!" The little girl trembled with fright, and started crying without understanding the situation: "Mr. Arquette asked me to send him here, I don't care about anything.
I don’t know, wuwuwu, please don’t strangle me to death, I’m still young and it took a lot of effort to find this job.”
She kept talking until she had repented of every trivial thing she had done in the past week.
"Shut up, no one is going to kill you." Rogerta couldn't stand listening anymore, so he said to her angrily.
Jenny, who was crying, suddenly stopped, and then looked at the old dwarf with wide eyes.
"real?"
When Fang Plover pushed the door open, he saw exactly this scene in the suddenly quiet courtyard. Everyone's eyes were focused on him invariably. Jenny was blinking at him with pear blossoms in the rain.
And the old dwarf looked at him as if he were looking at gold buried in the ground, shining brightly in his little eyes, which also sparkled.
What's wrong?
This seems a little different from Kapka's assessment, Fang Plover thought.
He was even stunned, and couldn't help but look back at the door handle in his hand, thinking there was something wrong with the way he opened it, and then looked at the others.
Then he turned around and slammed the door.
Roger Tower suddenly stared at the dwarf's originally small eyes. What is this guy doing?
After a moment, the door of the competition room opened again, and Fang Pliong walked out of it with Da Mao and Parker confused. "...I thought I made a mistake."
I thought I was on the wrong track?
The old dwarf almost lost his vision and fell to the ground. Lotas was on top, and he thought to himself that there was only a straight walkway leading to the competition room.
But not only could he not lose his temper, he had to force out a smile as kind as possible.
The young man in front of him was a living treasure to Rogerta. With one person fighting against the entire Iron Oak Principality, he even had some doubts about how Autoros discovered such a young man and why he was not so good.
What about luck?
And more importantly, he saw a kind of hope in Fang Yu.
A hope called the Master Craftsman, the Great Alchemist.
Dear Lotus, how many years has it been since there was no real great alchemist in Corin-Ithurion?
Roger Tower must be asked to calculate carefully and think about it carefully.
After Oakes-Steelbrow, his successor Antony has been at the head of the Corinthian Artisan Guild for about sixty years. This learned man is probably the most outstanding great alchemist in the history of Corin-Ithurion.
It was also him who contributed to the situation of the four major craftsmen's associations in Yunzhihai.
After that came Braut Greybeard and Luo Zhen. The latter was probably the generation born after Nick Flamel. Although he did not belong to the Craftsmen's Association, it could not change the fact that he was a stranger in the kingdom. What's more, he was a new member of the Kingdom.
This kingdom left behind a precious treasure, the Rose Workshop, and the strongest legend among fairies.
And that was Corin, the last great alchemist of Ithurion.
From then until today, this ancient kingdom has not given birth to a true great alchemist for almost 170 years.
Roger Tower carefully studied the young man in front of him, but he had a vague premonition in his heart. Perhaps the era of Corrin-Ithurion, which for more than a century had only had master craftsmen and no great alchemists, might be coming to an end.
And what is the Great Alchemist?
He knew that that ancient title could be traced back to the first generation of great alchemist Lorin Ed.
Because before this ancient genius, the ranks of alchemists were only fifth level. After that, people began to use this title to refer to those who had extraordinary achievements in a certain field and clearly surpassed others of the same era.
Fellow master craftsmen.
The Great Alchemist.
Although there was often more than one Great Alchemist in each era after that, there were usually not too many with this title.
Even in the era when alchemy was most prosperous after Rollin Ed, that is, the birth year of Nick Flamel at the end of the Age of Heroes, when Aitaria had the most great alchemists at the same time, only seven great alchemists were born.
Just an alchemist.
It lasted one hundred and forty-two years from Brout Greybeard to Luo Zhen's disappearance. Seven alchemists coexisted in the same era. This was also the most glorious time in Etaria since the death of Lorin Ed.
A period of history, so people also call it the "Year of the Seven Sages".
After that, history would not repeat itself. As for Aitaria in this era, only three great alchemists still exist in the world.
Not the worst, but not too good either.
As the president of the Elpaxin Craftsmen Association, Rogerta looked at the young man. After sizing him carefully for a moment, he said, "Ed, don't you want to say something?"
Fang Yu was still slightly stunned. He was still waiting for this amiable-looking old dwarf to tell him the results of the assessment. "What did you say?"
He really hasn't thought about what to say after the craftsman assessment, and it seems that there is no such rule in Kapka?
And at the same moment
In the El Paxin Arena, the shadow of Fang Plover once again appeared in the sky.
The audience has been waiting for this moment for a long time, waiting to hear what this rookie genius from Kaolin-Ishulian, the little hero who helped them defeat the Guta people, has to say.
There was only Fang Yu on the projection, and Roger Tower's voice came from outside the screen: "Just say anything, you have set a new record, don't you have something to say to everyone?"
"Did I create a new record?" Fang Yu asked in surprise: "Is this something recorded in the craftsman assessment?"
There was a slight silence outside the screen.
Rogerta stared at the young man with wide eyes. He even thought that he had heard wrongly and couldn't help but ask again: "What, what did you mean by assessment?"
"Artisan assessment."
Fang Plover's voice came from the entire sky. After being amplified, thunder rolled and reached everyone's ears.
"Didn't Aquette tell you?" Fang Plover was also confused: "My craftsman examination, I am a trainee alchemist from Kapka, and I hope to take the official craftsman exam here."
"I am a trainee alchemist from Kapka. I hope to take the official craftsman examination here."
"I am a trainee alchemist from Kapka. I hope to take the formal craftsman examination here..."
A huge echo echoed over the entire arena.
Let everyone look at each other.
After a moment of dead silence, Rogerta's hearty laughter came from outside the screen. "Lotus, you must be the most witty young man I have ever seen. Hahaha, you want to use your identity as a trainee alchemist.
Defeat the Guta people? I will tell them for you."
He turned back with a serious face and waved his hand, and the staff understood what he meant.
Then there was a click, and the projection in the sky suddenly disappeared.
In the stands, Ms. Aisha laughed loudly when she heard this, with tears flashing down her cheeks. "Haha, did you hear that?" She said loudly to the stray horse: "This little guy is really interesting, and he still has it until now.
Don't forget to respond to our 'guests' who come from afar. However, some unscrupulous guys may think this little guy is impolite because of this, but I don't think so. This little guy is just like us dwarves, stubborn.
, stick to principles, and human beings are always a little bit short of such a character. I'm not talking about you, Mr. Ma, but this little guy is just right."
The wandering horse also smiled and shook his head. He didn't agree with this statement. But he could also see that the dwarf lady was in high spirits, so why should he make others unhappy?
Not only Ms. Aisha, many people in the entire arena and even the entire virtual network who are paying attention to this game are laughing.
"Haha, this guy is really interesting."
Tang Xin looked at her best friend lying on the table and burst into laughter.
Yes, she thought, it's really interesting that you, Fang Gege, my dear brother, actually secretly went to this place alone.
Is there anything more interesting than this?
As for El Pashin, outside the competition room of the Craftsmen's Association.
Roger Tower was looking at Fang Plover with a serious face. "Ed, are you telling the truth?"
Before Fang Plover had time to answer, a voice came from outside the courtyard.