Wizard, I have a game board

Three hundred miles away from the newly built Lor Wizard Tower, in a house temporarily planned as a high-end dormitory for apprentices.

A childish face and green hair sat at the desk, holding a quill pen, carefully flipping through the analysis of the combination of earth and fire basic runes in his hand.

Sometimes he stopped flipping through the book and wrote down some of his understanding of the content on the parchment next to him.

Sometimes he looked confused and flipped through a page of content back and forth.

After flipping through it four or five times, he still couldn't understand it, so he could only pick up a pen and write down his doubts on the parchment next to him.

Now he has no mentor or parents to ask questions, so he can only wait until every Monday to ask questions in the open class.

When he turned to the next page and looked confused again, he suddenly heard a gentle voice ringing in his ears.

"The ultimate goal of this combination of basic runes is to strengthen the stability of the entire rune structure so that it will not fall apart when it is halfway built. Don't just pay attention to this small structure alone, you have to consider it as a whole."

"Yes!" The child patted his head in annoyance: "Why didn't I think of this?"

"Hehe, this is normal. Although the rune structure combination of the apprentice level is very simple, it is still a bit beyond the scope for a little guy like you. Take your time. Learning the way of inheritance, it is more important to walk steadily than anything else." The gentle voice sounded in his ears again.

"Yes, thank you. Hey?!" Weilan stopped talking halfway.

Because he just realized that he was in the study room of the dormitory now.

There should be no one else except himself.

Could it be that some wizard is optimistic about him and wants to take him as a student?

Weilan looked in the direction of the voice with some expectation, and found a young man in a black wizard robe, with a handsome face and eyes as deep as stars, looking at him with a gentle face.

He habitually glanced at the collar of the wizard robe and found that there was no logo on the collar, which made him a little disappointed.

He thought it was wrong!

Wait!

A wizard robe without a logo? !

Weilan remembered what his father had said before, that there was only one kind of wizard in the Wizarding Union who had no logo on his collar, and that was the Speaker!

Could it be

no?

Could it really be

impossible!

Weilan thought of that possibility and held his breath unconsciously. His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't even figure out what he was thinking.

"Tatttatt——"

The handsome young man walked slowly to Weilan, gently rubbed his hair, looked at his red face, and smiled: "Little guy, you haven't become a first-ring wizard yet, don't forget to breathe!"

"Squeak——"

Hearing this, Weilan stood up straight as if he had been electrocuted, and the chair was bounced onto the bookshelf behind him, making a harsh friction sound.

"Meet Speaker Luo. Luoer."

He bent straight down, put his hand on his chest, his face flushed, and stammered to express his highest respect to the young man in front of him.

This time he blushed not because of holding his breath, but because of excitement.

The person standing in front of him was the legendary Speaker Luoer!

The great man who has been living in legend since he was born.

I heard from his father that if Speaker Luoer had not defeated the fourth-level demon, he would not know whether he could survive.

Every year on November 12, the Demon Killing Day, their whole family. No, the whole Warren City will enter a sea of ​​carnival, and its excitement is second only to the annual birthday.

And this festival is set up for Speaker Luoer.

"No need to be polite, little guy." Luoer gently lifted the shoulders of the little guy in front of him, let him stand up, and then asked: "Do you know what I am here for?"

"Ah?" Weilan looked up at Luoer, with great confusion written on his little face.

Seeing the legend with his own eyes, and having a conversation and contact with the legend, made his brain stop.

Thinking?

Answering questions?

He wanted to, but his brain didn't listen!

"Well, I seem to have come a little suddenly, so you are not prepared?" Lor said with a smile: "If you don't think of the answer, I will leave!"

Before coming, he had checked the background of this little guy.

As a person from Warren City, this little guy was willing to come to him, which really surprised him and made him more fond of this little guy.

But the necessary tests are still necessary.

He didn't ask how good his students' meditation talent was. With a huge supply of resources, they could smash their mental power even without talent.

It can be imagined that if a wizard wants to grow up, patience, reason, and wisdom, three difficult-to-cultivate advantages, are indispensable.

"Leave?" When he heard that Speaker Lor was leaving, Weilan panicked immediately.

He had a hunch that if Speaker Lor really left, this moment would become a regret of his life.

Realizing this, Weilan suddenly felt that his mind was much clearer.

"Why did Speaker Lor come to me?" He thought hard about this question.

After thinking about it, he finally came up with only one answer, that is, Speaker Lor wanted to accept him as a student.

But is it possible?

He thought that although his talent was barely okay, at most he could only attract a three-ring great wizard to accept him as a student.

As for becoming a student of a big figure like Speaker Lor, he had never thought of this delusion.

But apart from this answer, he really couldn't think of any other answer!

Just as he was hesitating, he suddenly found that Speaker Lor turned around slowly with regret on his face, as if he would disappear in the next second.

"You want to take me as your student!" Weilan gritted his teeth and finally said out loud this most unlikely and only answer.

Lor's body stopped halfway through turning, and the mental power that had sunk into the sea of ​​consciousness was also withdrawn. A smile reappeared on his face, and he nodded and said: "Congratulations, the answer is correct, but if you want to become my student, there are still a few small tests. Are you willing to face it?"

"I do!" Weilan shouted without hesitation, using the greatest strength of his life.

At this moment, he felt his heart beating like a drum, and his blood was boiling all over his body.

The answer that seemed the most impossible to him was actually true!

Speaker Lor really wanted to take him as a student!

If this was a dream, he was willing to indulge in it forever.

"Well, then I'll give you two more tests."

Lor said gently: "The first test is to optimize the wall of fire to 0.7 rings within one year."

"The second test is to realize the volcanic eruption witchcraft model conjecture I published within ten years."

"The support I give you is that you can go to the resource department to collect 100,000 magic crystals every year, and the deadline is ten years later."

"Yes, I will definitely complete the test!" Weilan looked at Luo Er and shouted with determination.

"Okay, come on." Luo Er patted Weilan's shoulder, did not stop, and directly performed the earth vein traversal technique and left.

If Weilan can complete his test, then his second student has been determined.

If it cannot be completed, it can only be said that it is fate.

After leaving the apprentice area, Luo Er went straight to the bedroom on the top floor of the wizard tower. In the near future, before Agulal found a new student for him, he has nothing to do for the time being.

It will not be until the beginning of the Great Council at the beginning of next year that he will need to show up.

During this free time, he plans to calm down and continue to replenish the power of origin.

Now, there is only 10% of the space origin power in his origin container.

Five and a half months later.

The new year is coming, and the Great Council is about to be held.

During this period, all the wizards of the earth and fire faction, as well as the apprentices of the earth, fire, and space factions have moved into the wizard tower.

Now the development of Lor's wizard tower has been on the right track, and the three deputy professional guidance groups sent by Ron have played a big role in this matter.

Read the error-free version! 6=9+Shu_Bar first published this novel.

For this, Lor also sent a special message to thank Ron, which made him very flattered.

Another trivial matter is that many speakers, including Gerald, invited Lor to help them complete some experiments that require entering the deep space.

For these invitations, Lor did not refuse, but just pushed them all to the Great Council.

In the sea of ​​consciousness space, in the origin container.

"Hu——"

Lor's spiritual power, wrapped with some space origin power, returned from the origin sea and scattered all the space origin power into his origin container.

These space origin powers did not even have the slightest room to struggle, and were instantly suppressed and refined, sinking to the bottom of the origin container.

"It will take more than 30 years to fill it up, time is really not enough." Lor looked at the origin power that had increased very little after nearly half a year of hard work, and felt a little emotional.

If it was when the origin container was just condensed, it would only take 30 years to completely fill the empty origin container.

But when he was promoted to the fourth ring, because the three core witchcraft models integrated into the origin container were advanced, the container expanded, and it took more time to fill it up.

Of course, this is an undoubted good thing.

More origin power means greater tolerance.

"The Grand Council should be opening soon. I have to cooperate with those guys to do experiments later, and I will be busy for a while. I have to put this aside for a while." Lor muttered to himself, and his mental power returned to his body.

He took out the continental communicator from the space ring and took a look. A communication invitation from the Grand Council immediately came into view.

He glanced at the wall clock hanging on the wall, and then at the specific time of the Grand Council opening on the continental communicator. He found that there was still an hour before the official opening. He did not rush to accept the invitation, but looked through other messages.

Most of these messages were sent by Agulal and Kateya, and there were also a small number of experimental invitations from other speakers.

After replying to the speakers one by one with the specific experimental time, Lor looked through the messages from Agulal and Kateya.

Most of the messages were reports on daily trivial matters. Lor just glanced at them and passed them all.

Only the one sent by Agulal about the movements of prospective student Weilan in the past six months and the recommendation of two new apprentices was carefully read.

"Villan is a good guy. In less than half a year, he has optimized the wall of fire to 0.7 rings?" Lor looked at the video attached to the message, in which Vilan released a 0.7 ring wall of fire in the test area for optimizing the witchcraft model, and his mouth curled slightly.

The optimization direction of the wall of fire released by Vilan is ingenious.

The originally flat wall of fire is covered with spikes, becoming more ferocious, and also indicating the strong enterprising spirit of the witchcraft optimizer.

"Yes, you have passed the second test. Next, it depends on whether you can fuse the small volcanic eruption witchcraft in nine years." Lor said secretly: "As long as you fuse it, you will be my second student."

With some expectation, he closed the message and turned to look at the other two new apprentices recommended to him by Agulal.

"Well, in terms of initial performance, these two are not much worse than Weilan, and they are considered ordinary geniuses." Lor nodded, "There is still time anyway, let's go meet them first."

To learn inheritance, you don't need a brilliant talent, as long as you have patience, reason, and wisdom.

Lor didn't expect these students to surpass him in the future, giving him the opportunity to lie under the big umbrella of his own students like Agulal.

He positioned these students to help him handle three huge businesses.

Therefore, there is no need to wait for any genius to be born, as long as it is almost the same.

The first person Lor went to meet this time was an eight-year-old purple-haired girl. When she saw Lor, she was shocked.

Even if Lor gave a hint, she still just stared at Lor blankly, at a loss.

There is no doubt that Lor can only choose to give up.

Calmness is the most important trait in reason, and this child seems to have none of it.

After eliminating the first one, Lor went to see the second apprentice recommended by Agulal, a seven-year-old blond boy.

He did not lose his mind when he saw Lor.

But even with Lor's hint, he still did not dare to say that Lor was here to take him as a student.

Lor knew very well that he had definitely thought of that possibility, but he did not dare to say it.

The teacher-student relationship between the two ended because of his timidity.

Choice is a trait that occupies a very important proportion of wisdom. This child made a wrong choice.

"Even if I have set such a low requirement, it is still difficult to find three students." Lor, who returned to the top floor of the wizard tower, sighed, and after informing Agulal of the result, he directly accepted the invitation of the Great Council.

A series of light curtains were connected and unfolded in front of him. These light curtains were large and small.

There are now eleven large light curtains, and the people in the light curtains are all speakers.

There are a total of 257 small light curtains, representing all the existing members of the Wizard Alliance.

"Meet Speaker Lor."

"Haha, Speaker Lor is here."

"Speaker Lor, don't forget the experiment we agreed on before. I'll come to you after the meeting."

"Speaker Lor, don't forget my experiment either."

"Me too."

"Me"

As soon as Lor appeared, the parliamentarians saluted and greeted him, and while greeting him, the speakers took turns to remind him not to forget the experimental agreement they had made before.

"Don't worry, everyone, I won't forget it. Come on, I'll have a big banquet when everyone is here." Lor said with a smile.

These people are all gods of wealth who send him money. Each of them has accumulated countless magic crystals and is very rich.

This time, he must scrape off more of them and leave them for the players to come as a task reward.