He raised his head and looked at the sign above his head and the sea of flowers behind it.
Hart took a slight breath, not knowing whether he should go in or not.
The qualifications of wizards are divided into five levels: 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5. The first level is the best and the fifth level is the worst.
As an apprentice who has been in the Heart of Silence for nearly a year, he knows very well that with his fifth-level wizard qualifications, he will basically have no chance of becoming a formal wizard in this life. Even if he is lucky enough to break through the level, he can only get in.
Something to help others with their bottom line.
What stands out is that he is a loser!
Therefore, in the academy, the treatment is slightly better than that of ordinary people without qualifications.
This is really unacceptable to him who is so arrogant!
It was agreed that we are all the proud ones of heaven, so why am I just a mere one?
Looking at the sign above his head at this moment, he knew clearly that inside was one of the restricted areas of the Silent Heart Academy, a place known to the outside world as the Sea of Flowers of Death.
The being living inside is one of the strongest guardians of the Heart of Silence. It is said that even the dean of the academy can't do anything to him, and his minimum strength is at the level of a fifth-level wizard.
Although he could not understand the concept of a fifth-level wizard, it did not prevent him from knowing that the other party was definitely more powerful than himself.
Basically, except for the members of the Heart of Silence, not even a mouse can come out of this place. Even the birds flying in the sky will be forcibly pulled down if they fly not high enough. And even the Heart of Silence
After the members of the Heart enter, they basically have to come out half-dead. Except for a few extremely powerful instructors, there is no situation where they are intact.
After thinking about the vaguely contemptuous looks from the freshmen at the same time, Hart swallowed his saliva and finally took a step forward and walked into the sea of flowers.
After stepping in, he felt nothing, just like walking into ordinary flowers.
The only difference is that the fragrance is stronger. Compared with the light fragrance of flowers when he was standing outside, after being inside, he felt that the fragrance of flowers was the only smell inside.
After sniffing the fragrance in the air, he had a momentary impulse to pick a flower.
But looking at those flowers wrapped in red mist, he still couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart. He felt that it was better not to seek death and touch them as little as possible.
And besides, as soon as he walked in, he felt an inexplicable premonition, as if he subconsciously knew how to go to see the owner of this sea of flowers.
It was a very strange feeling, as if something had been stuffed into my head!
He knew in his heart that this was the guardian's method, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the sign outside was not a joke, otherwise he would have been lying down.
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In the endless sea of bright red flowers, after moving forward for a while, he finally saw something other than flowers. In other words, it was still a flower, but the flower was larger.
That is what the red flower in this sea of flowers looks like after it has been magnified thousands of times. It is swaying slightly with the breeze.
Based on the feeling in his heart, Hart understood that the existence he was looking for was up there.
Before he could take the initiative to speak, the huge flower bloomed, and a slender figure leaning on the stamens emerged from it:
"What's your purpose here?"
Looking at the opponent's golden vertical pupils, Hart felt as if his heart was being held tightly by someone. His vision suddenly began to become blurry, and he felt a feeling of difficulty breathing in his heart, and even his forehead could not help but feel...
Breaking into a cold sweat.
Seeing the other party's scumbag performance, Orshiga also had no choice but to slap her mouth. She gave this batch of wizard apprentices a zero score in her heart. She looked like she was going to faint before she could even see her face clearly.
It is true that he is the weakest among the weakest.
In these years of living as a garbage man, he could pick up thousands of Warcraft souls every day. Although he has not advanced in the past twenty-five years, the blood in his body has involuntarily transformed twice under the strengthening of the system, thus making
The body begins to show some higher-level characteristics,
One of them is that if a weak person looks directly at his face, his soul will have an allergic reaction, causing dizziness and the like.
Orshika gave it a relatively simple and easy-to-understand name [The Weak Retreat].
Normally, if he does not specifically strengthen his body, then as long as his soul is a little stronger than ordinary people, he should be able to be largely immune to the effects of this state.
Basically, with the strength of a low-level apprentice, you can look directly at his face.
The scumbag in front of him was obviously on the same level as ordinary people, not even a low-level apprentice. Just looking at his eyes would make him faint.
I have to say, he is really a loser.
Looking at the opponent who was about to fall to the ground, Orshiga crossed her legs and sighed helplessly.
'No matter how scumbag you are, you are still your first fat sheep, so let me give you some face first...'
So I silently turned off my [Weak Retreat] ability temporarily.
It has to be said that for this purely passive ability, turning it on does not require any consumption, but turning it off requires a certain amount of effort to suppress it.
Looking at the other party who looked much more relaxed, Orshika said calmly:
"Trash, raise your head, look me in the eyes, and tell me what you want!"
Look into Orshiga's eyes.
After some hesitation.
Although Hart felt very dissatisfied with the first two words of that paragraph and wanted to appeal!
But the truth that people have to bow their heads under the roof was automatically understood by him across the barriers of world and race, causing him to directly ignore the dissatisfaction in his heart, opened his mouth and said tremblingly: "I, I... think...
Become a powerful wizard, so... I hope to have better wizard qualifications..."
His words showed a lack of confidence, and even his words were choppy.
He doesn't know whether the other party has the ability to change his qualifications, nor does he know whether he has that value and is worthy of the other party's help.
So the question is, does the waste in front of us have this value?
Under normal circumstances, although it would not be difficult or impossible to replace his organs and give him higher qualifications, it would definitely not be easy to do. At least ordinary wizards would never be able to do it.
Otherwise, there would not be so few wizards in the wizarding world.
However, since there is specialization in the art, this kind of thing is not difficult for Orshiga, because as early as the previous world, his source of death plague could create zombies, abominations and other things, and now
Modifying an ordinary person's flesh and blood organs and creating a magical flow of meridians for him was just a casual move for him.
But is he the kind of devil who does good things and helps others?
Of course it is!
Good at learning, honest and keeping promises, educating people, willing to help others, a medical genius, and recycling garbage, how could he, Orshiga, have lived up to his reputation?
Under the nervous gaze of the other party, Orshiga replied calmly: "I can fulfill your wish, so let's talk about the charges."
Swallowing his saliva, Hart suddenly felt that the situation was very bad and he seemed to be slaughtered!