Chapter 317: Becoming a Genius
In the midst of the continued hustle and bustle in the square, two mages wearing the uniforms of sea sentries walked out of the inner room.
As soon as the two of them appeared, the noisy crowd in the small square lowered their voices, but complete silence was still impossible.
These two Sea Sentinel mages, one male and one female, are a very classic match.
The man is tall and burly, exuding a calm and determined aura.
The woman is also tall, has clear facial lines, and is full of heroism.
The skin color of both of them is slightly wheatish.
They look like they are in their early twenties, but they are all high-spirited.
From the faint sounds coming from the surroundings, Gothe knew that the two Sea Sentinel mages in front of him were very famous among this generation of Sea Sentinels.
The two of them joined the Sea Sentinel last year. Their achievements in just one year were enough for them to be promoted from trainee mage soldiers to sergeant-level mage.
"Everyone, you are welcome to sign up for the selection of our Sea Sentinel. Although there are only a few people who can pass the assessment and join our Sea Sentinel in the end, no matter what the result is, I hope you will not be discouraged. The world has many roads, and there will always be a stage for you to shine in the future."
At this time, the male mage took a step forward and spoke.
His voice was loud and powerful, instantly silencing the whispers in the square.
In the crowd next to Gothe, looking at these two high-spirited Sea Sentinel mages, someone whispered: "As long as we pass the selection and join the Sea Sentinel, we can be like them."
Many people heard this sentence, and it was also the voice of everyone.
As long as you join the Sea Sentinel, you will definitely be able to change your life and achieve a class leap.
Everyone’s hearts couldn’t help but become a little hotter at this moment.
"Now, please those applicants whose numbers are from one to ten, please come in first." Then, the female mage shouted.
In the square, ten mages soon stood up and, led by the female mage, entered the inner room.
Not long after the ten mages entered, they all came out again, but each of them had disappointment and frustration that was hard to conceal.
Needless to say, the results are obvious.
This was like a blow in the head, making other applicants who were still waiting suddenly realize the high threshold of Sea Sentinel and began to become nervous.
"Sea Sentinel's initial pass rate is less than half," another "Brother Understanding" next to him sighed at the right moment.
Hence, more people were called in one after another. Each time ten numbers were called, it usually only took about ten minutes before the next batch of numbers was called.
Most of the mages who went in to take the assessment were dejected when they came out.
This made the others who were still waiting look even more uneasy.
Waiting is very painful. Gaode can notice that many people start to stand uneasy, and some even start to pace to relieve their tension.
After about an hour, as the last group of applicants came out, the female mage shouted again: "Please come in for applicants numbered 71 to 80."
Gothe looked at his number plate, "No. 77".
It was finally his turn.
He straightened his spine slightly, took a deep breath, and stood up from the crowd that gradually thinned out with the other nine applicants. Under the scorching eyes of the applicants on the field, they walked into the inner room together.
When the ten people were walking side by side, Gaode could clearly hear the heavy breathing of the other nine people.
The "examination room" is a hall-like room with excellent lighting, with several beams of bright light pouring down from the high-hanging skylights.
There are two heavy wooden tables inside, and two carved armchairs are placed behind each table, with a mage wearing a sea sentinel uniform sitting on each of them.
Gothe's eyes quickly glanced at the armbands on their uniforms, and he was shocked. These four people were actually warrant officer-level mages, and they should be the "examiners" for this preliminary selection test.
What is on the table is the information form that Gothe and the others filled out when they registered just now. The four warrant officer-level mages are looking through it and exchanging words in low voices from time to time.
In the middle of the hall, ten round tables were placed.
The round platform is made of a dark metal, with many fine and complicated runes engraved on the surface. Under the reflection of light, those runes faintly glow with a faint magical luster.
Behind the four examiners, there were several staff members.
"Don't waste time, there are many people waiting behind you, please go to the stage in order of the number plate."
Seeing ten applicants entering, one of the oldest examiners put down the information sheet in his hand and said calmly.
His voice was neither fast nor slow, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
The ten round platforms are the so-called law platforms, and they are the alchemy machines used by the Sea Sentinels to initially screen applicants.
"Put everything you carry with you over there. After you go to the altar, you have to rely on yourself for everything. You are not allowed to use additional extraordinary objects or equipment, and you are not allowed to take potions in advance. If you violate this, you will be directly disqualified and will never participate in the selection of sea sentries again. Do you understand?" Another examiner pointed to the table covered with a long cloth and said loudly.
His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, full of intimidation.
"I understand!" Everyone responded in unison, their voices echoing in the empty hall, with a hint of nervous vibrato.
Afterwards, Gothe walked aside, took off his Beifeng, placed it on the long table, then calmed his breathing, and under the guidance of the staff, walked towards the fourth high platform from the bottom on the right.
The same is true for the other nine applicants.
Walking in such an empty and quiet place, and being stared at with sharp and scrutinizing eyes by the four examiners, everyone else visible to the naked eye became more and more nervous, with their bodies tense and their steps heavy.
Gaode could still remain calm, with his head slightly raised and his expression calm.
After all, when he was in the north, he had experienced a bigger scene: tens of thousands of ice-born mages knelt on one knee, and Shan Hu supported him as king, including many third-ring mages and fourth-ring mages.
Hence, the current scene seemed to him to be nothing compared to the big one, so it was not surprising.
Gaode's relaxed posture attracted some attention from the examiner.
They have seen the information sheets of the ten applicants present and have some understanding of Gaode's basic situation - this is a mage from a foreign country who was born as a wandering beggar.
In ordinary people's perception, a mage with this background has generally never seen much of the world, let alone being able to maintain a calm and calm state like Gothe in high-pressure situations.
Just when the examiners were thinking, Gao De and others had already entered the stage of justice.
Following the examiner's instructions, the staff standing by the wall immediately pressed the button to start the ten alchemy machines.
The next moment, magic power rippled on the surface of the altar, and a faint blue halo rippled like a dream, shrouding the ten applicants standing on the altar.
Then the runes engraved on the surface of the altar began to shine with light, intertwining and converging, illuminating the altar brightly.
At this moment, Gothe felt as if there were several invisible, cold and smooth ripples, carrying wisps of magic power, sweeping back and forth on his body endlessly.
Every time you sweep it, your skin will feel a slight tingling sensation, as if countless ants are gnawing by, which is strange and a little nervous.
The whole process lasted about two or three minutes.
But this is not over yet. Although the ripples disappeared, more powerful magic wave surged out from the altar immediately afterwards.
Subsequently, Gothe felt a strong oppressive force sweeping towards him, accompanied by slight sound wave vibrations, which made his brain buzz a little, as if there were thousands of flies dancing in his head.
Gothe instantly understood that this was a test of his mental strength.
He quickly gathered his thoughts, closed his eyes tightly, and concentrated on resisting this powerful oppressive force.
While the ten applicants were undergoing the preliminary examination, the four examiners had already started chatting about the applicants' performance.
"This batch is not good either." The examiner on the far left shook his head first, his eyes swept over the stage, and he was the first to make an evaluation.
"Indeed, there is not even one in the middle of the first ring, and there is even one who is a mage apprentice. I don't know where he got the courage to sign up for the selection." The examiner beside him agreed, with a hint of helpless ridicule in his tone.
"Maybe it's because I'm still young, so I want to give it a try."
"A fourteen-year-old mage apprentice, how young is this?" the examiner curled his lips with disapproval, "I'm just here to try my luck. It's a waste of money and a waste of our time."
"Among the second batch of applicants, there is a mage who is in the middle stage of the first level, but he is already in his mid-twenties. He is too old. At this age, the potential is not only visible to the naked eye, but also the plasticity is greatly reduced." People still value plasticity, and the younger the better. "
"Well, look at this Gao De, who was born as a homeless beggar and has 24 drops of liquid mana. I think he is only 15 years old. Considering his background, he may have great potential?"
The other examiner seemed to have discovered something interesting and mentioned it casually, while pushing Gaode's information table forward.
15 years old, 24 drops of liquid mana, although this mage level and age are good, it is far from the level that makes them shine.
But as Leader, a staff member in Holder Town, said, the origin of a "wandering beggar" can give Gaude a lot of points.
Everyone knows that such an origin means that Gaode's current strength is probably just the tip of the iceberg of his potential. Once sufficient resources are obtained, there is a chance that it will soar into the sky.
"It is possible," the older Sea Sentinel Mage picked up the information form that Gaode filled in, looked at it carefully, raised his eyebrows slightly, and sighed, "But it happens that he is not a native citizen of our country, but a naturalized person from another country, even one who was naturalized just the day before yesterday."
As soon as he finished saying this, the examiner who had just mentioned "great potential" suddenly became silent.
The mage from another country who was just naturalized just the day before yesterday is almost a blank sheet of paper to the Sea Sentinel.
His past experience is difficult to verify, and his character, background, and true mage’s practice context are all vague.
Furthermore, no one can be sure whether he is hiding any ulterior secrets, or whether he can truly integrate into the dynasty and faithfully perform his duties as a sea sentinel.
In this case, it would undoubtedly be a great risk to easily recruit him into the sea sentry.
If he is a spy with ulterior motives, or has a perverse personality that is difficult to control, the trouble that will follow will be immeasurable.
Hence, unless the other party is so good that they cannot veto it, even if it is within the fluctuation range of whether it can be accepted or not, for the sake of safety, their choice will most likely be to reject it.
"It's a pity. If I had been naturalized a few years earlier, it would have been easier." The elder Sea Sentinel Mage shook his head, said in a regretful tone, and put the information sheet back on the table.
In a few words, Gaode's outcome seems to have been finalized, and failure has become inevitable.
“Look!” Suddenly, the youngest examiner sitting on the far right, who had been silent for a long time, spoke in surprise.
The other three people who were chatting carelessly looked up immediately and found that the person who surprised the young examiner was the protagonist of their topic just now, Gaode who was born as a wandering beggar.
At this moment, the runes on other altars have dimmed because the test has ended.
Only on the altar where Gaode was, the runes were still flashing, and the magic power fluctuations continued to appear.
"Is this?" The examiner's pupils widened slightly.
"With 24 drops of liquid magic power, that is, at the early stage of the first level, at this mage level, the mental power value is generally in the early 100s. There are some outstanding individuals who will be higher, but it is impossible to exceed the threshold of 133, but his mental power has already exceeded this value, and has not yet reached the limit!" The young examiner directly said Goude's extraordinary, with a little surprise in his tone.
Not only the examiner noticed this scene, but the other nine applicants who had finished the test also noticed Gaode, the only one who had not finished the test, and subconsciously glanced at him.
His eyes were closed tightly and Gaode was concentrating on the assessment. Naturally, he didn't know that he had attracted the attention of everyone in the "examination room".
He just tried his best to hold on for as long as possible.
The pressure continued to increase, and the buzzing sound in his head became more and more intense.
Finally, after reaching a certain limit, Gothe could no longer hold on and the defense line was defeated.
But at the moment when he could no longer hold on, the oppressive force disappeared in an instant, and the runes on the altar dimmed.
Gao Dewei exhaled and then opened his eyes.
What he saw again were dozens of scorching eyes focused on him alone.
"At the early stage of the first level, his mental power is as high as 186, which is even better than many mages at the late stage of the first level!" Sitting at the long table, the elder Hai Sentinel Mage read out Goode's final mental power data displayed on the altar, and his tone was much higher.
「天赋异禀啊天赋异禀，虽然法力量才24滴液态法力，但很明显，绝对是资源不够被耽误了潜力！」
「好苗子啊！这样的天才，不该因为Non-native citizens of the country will be turned away. "
The senior Sea Sentinel Mage had already made a decision. He took out Gaode's information form, neatly checked it, and signed his name.
"Ah?! The top mage talent..." When Gothe heard this, he couldn't help but look at the sea sentry mage. He was very surprised and pointed at his face with his index finger:
"Me?"