Elf, I am really a farmer

Time quickly came to the next day. Before the morning sun fully illuminated the room, Wen Qi was awakened from his sleep by the alarm clock.

He was sleepy and struggled to sit up from the bed. He stretched and rubbed his eyes.

After a quick wash and breakfast, Wen Qi took Moruge out and headed towards the Breeders Association.

Walking on the street, Wen Qi secretly thanked himself for setting the alarm in advance. According to his usual habits, he would definitely not be able to get up.

Although big cities seem safe, he knows that accidents are hard to prevent. Having Molu Moth by his side makes him feel more at ease.

Wen Qi quickened his pace, his eyes firm and determined. He knew that today's assessment was of great significance and he had to be in the best condition to deal with it.

The moth followed him obediently, as if it also felt the firm determination of its master.

Soon, they arrived at the door of the Cultivators Association.

Wen Qi looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but take a deep breath. He saw that the gate was crowded with people and it was very lively, many times more lively than yesterday.

The numerous security guards looked serious, on high alert, and looked around with sharp eyes.

There are many Pokémon guarding the security guards.

Wen Qi observed carefully. Although he did not see any king-level Pokémon, there were quite a few quasi-king-level Pokémon.

Several evil-type quasi-king Pokémon are majestic, and their ferocious appearance is intimidating;

There are also several psychic types. They radiate a mysterious light all over their bodies, and their powerful aura gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

At this time, many people holding admission tickets gathered at the door, queuing up to enter.

Some people in the crowd still remembered Wen Qi’s actions yesterday. They gathered together and whispered to each other, whispering to the people around them.

He also pointed at Wenqi from time to time, with expressions of suspicion or ridicule on his face.

Wen Qi was keenly aware of these strange looks, but he just raised his chin slightly, looking calm and composed.

He thought secretly in his heart:

"Whether it is a mule or a horse, it will be clear after the assessment. There is no need to pay attention to these gossips now."

Soon, it was Wenqi's turn to be examined. This time the procedure for entering the association was more cumbersome and complicated.

"Please show your admission ticket and ID card."

The guard at the side said expressionlessly.

Wen Qi quickly took out his ID from his pocket and handed it over respectfully.

The guard took the document and began to check it carefully.

At the same time, he glanced at Wen Qi and continued:

"Don't let the Pokémon out. Take back your Morumoth."

Wen Qi looked around and found that everyone had indeed collected their Pokémon according to the regulations. He said softly without hesitation:

"Molu Moth, come back first."

Then, the Moth turned into a ray of light and returned to the Poké Ball.

After the guard confirmed the ID, he was shocked by the information on it and thought he had read it wrong. He checked the ID carefully again and finally confirmed that it was authentic.

He couldn't help but look Wen Qi up and down again, thinking to himself:

“This kid is so young, yet he is here to take the advanced breeder assessment, and he has no primary or intermediate assessment records.

Not everyone can take the exam for a grade-skipping exam. Only those who are at the vice president level or above and are top breeders are eligible to issue such an admission ticket. How is this possible? Does this kid have a special background?"

Thinking of this, beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

After confirming again and again that the documents were authentic, the security guard was filled with surprise but didn't know what to do.

He tried hard to calm himself, trying to make his expression calm, but his slightly trembling hands still exposed his inner shock.

In the end, he could only bury this surprise deep in his heart and said with forced calmness:

"go in."

He stepped aside to let Wen Qi pass, but his eyes followed Wen Qi's back for a long time.

The people standing in line behind Wen Qi were secretly delighted when they saw him being carefully checked by the security guard.

They thought that Wen Qi could no longer pretend, so his admission ticket must be fake and he would be kicked out soon.

Thinking of this, everyone showed an expression of gloating on their faces and their eyes were full of anticipation.

However, before they could be happy for long, they saw Wen Qi was allowed in by the guard after the inspection.

This sudden scene instantly froze the smiles on everyone's faces, and was replaced by deep disappointment and disbelief.

"Humph, I didn't expect this kid to actually come for the test."

Someone couldn't help but muttered.

"That's right, he's too pretentious. At his age, he should be lucky to pass the junior level exam like us, but he actually went to the senior level exam. He really doesn't know his own limitations."

Another person said indignantly.

"Isn't this just a naked attempt to show off? You think you are so great, but you are nothing but a clown."

Others followed suit.

Everyone was talking at once, full of jealousy and dissatisfaction towards Wenqi.

Originally, they wanted to open their mouths and make some loud ridicule, but seeing the serious expressions and solemn atmosphere of the many security guards on the scene, they did not dare to cause trouble easily. They could only swallow the words that were on the tip of their tongues and continued to queue up and wait for inspection unwillingly.

Wen Qi quickly arrived at the association hall, and as soon as he stepped in, he was shocked by the lively scene in front of him. The hall was crowded with people, and noisy voices filled the entire space.

At a quick glance, the largest group of people had about seven or eight hundred people, all of whom were here to take the primary cultivator assessment.

Most of these people had expressions of nervousness and anticipation on their faces; some kept rubbing their hands, while others muttered to themselves, as if they were reviewing relevant knowledge.

The medium-sized group had about two to three hundred people, who were taking the intermediate breeder assessment. Their expressions were relatively calm, but their eyes still revealed a hint of tension and concentration.

The smallest group, about 20 to 30 people, should be the ones taking the advanced breeder assessment. They all looked solemn and serious, revealing an invisible pressure.

Some people folded their hands across their chests with frowns; some people paced back and forth with anxious looks.

More people continued to come in, and the atmosphere became increasingly noisy.

At this time, Wen Qi's appearance did not attract much attention.

He first looked around and observed the situation of each group of people.

Then, before some people around him could react, he walked straight towards the group with the smallest number of people without hesitation.

At first, the people around were still in a state of confusion.

When they came to their senses, they found a young figure standing next to the team taking the assessment for advanced cultivators.

Wen Qi knew very well that he was not very welcome here, so he stood on the periphery consciously, did not squeeze in, and just waited quietly for the follow-up arrangements.

But Wen Qi didn't know how much shock his presence caused in the hearts of everyone present.

Those who were taking the advanced cultivator assessment couldn't help but take a few more glances at this young face standing over, secretly guessing his background and strength.