Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 120 Comments from all sentient beings
On the endless plateau, ten talented people were sitting or standing, at a loss.

What they didn't know was that not far away, five formal wizards were floating in mid-air in a hidden form, whispering.

"What happened to the kid with the bird on his shoulder? Did he see us?" The person who spoke was a man in white, a thin old man with white robe, white hair, white eyebrows and white beard. He looked very kind.

A light flashed in the eyes of a graceful red-haired witch, "No, he is just a mortal, and there is no magic circulation in his body. There is no trace of the mental power model."

"That's weird, I always feel that he seems to see us. Is it my illusion? Maybe." The old man muttered to himself for a moment, then turned his head to look at the two people not far away, with a trace of disgust on his face: " Sanders, you recruited these talented people, why are they all crooked? And there are only ten of them! You have set a new record for recruiting in the barbaric cave, the record for the smallest number of people!"

"With such a small number of people, how do we divide them? I still lack a few handymen, I don't care, at least seven or eight people will be scored!" The white old man rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was going to tear up the rhythm of a big fight.

Nice, the gray-haired little old man standing opposite Sanders, snickered for a moment, and gave Sanders a "Look, I knew it would be like this" look.

Sanders also set his eyes on the talented people present, but he was only looking at Angel. He was also a little strange about Angor's keen insight, and he didn't know how Angor discovered them.Yes, Sanders was quite sure that Angor had discovered that they were hiding aside, because Angor looked at them twice, and when others asked him, his answer was quite strange, and there was something in the words...

"Did you hear that? I want eight people! Give me at least eight people!" The white old man suddenly flashed in front of Sanders, blocking his sight, and a big old face occupied all of Sanders' sight.

Sanders looked at the person in front of him speechlessly.

Flora next to Sanders rolled her eyes and was about to turn the back of her head. One second she said that there would be seven or eight people, and the next second it would directly become eight people.The speed of this increase is too fast.

Although Flora slandered, she had no intention of speaking.The person opposite, despite his benevolent appearance, but in terms of his ability to tear and play, he ranked second in the entire barbaric cave, and no one dared to say that he was number one. Flora didn't want to have too much to do with him.

However, the old man is not really lawless, at least Flora knows that Sanders is the old man's natural nemesis.

"Nine people." Sanders said slowly.

The old man Bai had an expression of "I heard you right", a trace of ecstasy flashed across his face, and he suppressed his excitement: "You said nine people?"

Sanders nodded.

The white old man laughed, retracted his sleeves, changed his aggressive posture, and made an expression of "senior is very pleased": "Not bad, Sanders, you are doing well this time. Since you are going to force me to squeeze nine people, then I'm not being polite."

After the old man finished speaking, he put on a challenging expression, and finally came to the conclusion: I don't want that alien mixed-race, and the others follow me!
Seeing the white old man wave his hand and make a decision, Sanders said quietly: "I mean this time there are only nine talented people, not ten."

The white old man was taken aback. Sanders wasn't going to give him nine people, but was correcting his mistake?The white old man glanced at the half-breed boy named "Baluba", leaving him alone, isn't there exactly nine people!

The white old man turned his head and squinted at Sanders: "Why, do you want to regret it?" The white old man made it clear that he was playing tricks to the end, and didn't care whether Sanders corrected him just now, or what.

The white old man even put on an expression of "If you dare to refuse, I will tear you apart".

Sanders gave the old man a cold look: "Nine people, except for the boy with the bird on his shoulder, do you like the others or not?"

After finishing speaking, Sanders sneered: "Wallace, it's useless for you to play tricks with me. Even if I agree with you and give you all the other nine people, do you think you can really get it?"

The white old man on the opposite side is named Wallace.He is the representative wizard of the Barbaric Cave School.

Wallace also knows that even if he decides now, the academics cannot get all of them.In the end, personnel distribution must have certain rules.

Wallace grumbled secretly: "It's not your fault, I only accepted ten talented people!"

"If it's too few, then the next recruiting task will be handed over to you," Sanders said.

Wallace's face turned green, and he quickly waved his hands, covered his mouth with his fist, and pretended to cough twice: "I'm old, and young people should do this kind of thing..."

Sanders sneered: "I'm the same age as you."

Wallace: "..."

Sanders: "Also, let me say it again, instead of ten people, I only recruited nine talented people, from the nine-cabin blood fight."

Wallace tilted his head and looked at Sanders suspiciously: "If you don't count ten people, what's the matter with the kid with the bird? Why doesn't he count? Don't think I didn't pay attention to him, he is 15 A point of mental strength, an absolute talent!"

Sanders smiled slightly: "Because... he is my student."

As soon as these words came out, Wallace and the red-haired witch looked at Sanders in shock, except for Flora and the little gray-haired old man Nice who had known about it for a long time!
Sanders actually accepted apprentices!

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After the shock, it took a while for the atmosphere to return to normal. However, Wallace and the red-haired witch paid more attention to Sanders' new students.

Seeing Angor's behavior and speech, Wallace waited for a long time before saying: "Why do you feel that this kid doesn't match Sanders at all."

Sanders didn't answer, but his eyes were like cold knives, and he stabbed Wallace.

"Ahem... This year's talented people have been waiting for a long time, and you have seen the psychic reaction of the test, so let's talk about the first impressions now." The gray-haired old man Nisi was the one who spoke, and they will The gifted people were thrown alone on the plateau just to test their psychic reaction, which was the last procedure for them to enter the barbaric cave.

Along the way, although Niss never showed up, he actually secretly recorded the personalities of each talented person.After this last hurdle is recorded, he will start to build everyone's files, and finally he and Sanders will jointly write the comments of these talented people.

Comments will be included in the files, and many times, official wizards will refer to the comments on the files when selecting apprentices.

The comments from the wizarding world are different from the teachers' messages from the Mortal Academy.Comments say that a certain talent is very kind, friendly, and generous. These beautiful qualities are actually not the primary criteria for official wizards to select apprentices.Sometimes, comments such as selfishness, domineering, viciousness, and irritability may instead become the criteria for official wizards to consider.

"Who will start first?" Nice looked at everyone.

"I'll go first." The red-haired witch said.

Nice looked: "Then let's start with Huo Mei."

The sorceress named Huo Mei stretched out her hand and pointed at one of the talented people: "I'm quite interested in that young man named Orlando. He is self-willed, naive, and selfish, but he knows how to restrain himself, and he is also very capable of self-thinking." He is strong, and when he gets along with his best friend, he can also see his loyal dog side."

(End of this chapter)