Main Text Volume Chapter 121 Comments From Sentient Beings

On the endless plateau, ten talented people were sitting or standing, at a loss.

They didn't know that not far away, five official wizards were hiding in mid-air, whispering.

"What's going on with the kid with a bird on his shoulder? Did he see us?" The speaker was a man in white, a thin old man in white robes, white hair, white eyebrows and a white beard. He looked very kind.

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

"That's weird. I always feel like he saw us. Is it my imagination? Maybe." Old Man Bai murmured to himself for a moment, then turned to look at the two people not far away, with a trace of disgust on his face: " Sanders, you recruited all these talents, why are they all crooked? And there are only ten of them! You have set a new record for the smallest number of recruits in the Savage Cave!"

"With so many people, how do we divide them up? I'm still short of several handymen. I don't care. I'll have at least seven or eight people!" Old Man Bai rolled up his sleeves and looked like he was going to have a hearty fight.

The little gray-haired old man Nice, who was standing opposite Sanders, snickered for a moment and gave Sanders a "see, I knew this would happen" look.

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

"Did you hear that? I want eight people! Give me at least eight people!" The 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, who was next to Sanders, rolled her eyes and almost rolled her head. One second she said she wanted seven or eight people, and the next second it turned into eight people. This is increasing too fast.

Although Flora complained, she had no intention of speaking. The man opposite may look kind-hearted, but in terms of his ability to fight and act violently, he is second to none in the entire Savage Cave, and no one dares to say that he is first. Flora does not want to have much to do with him.

However, Old Man Bai is not really lawless. At least Flora knows that Sanders is Old Man Bai's natural nemesis.

"Nine people." Sanders said slowly.

Old Man Bai had an expression of "Did I hear you right?" A trace of ecstasy flashed across his face, and he suppressed his excitement: "You said nine people?"

Sanders nodded.

Old Man Bai laughed, closed his sleeves, changed his quarrelsome attitude, and made an expression that said "Senior is very pleased": "Not bad, not bad, Sanders, you are very good this time. Since you want to force 9 people on me, then I won't be polite."

After Old Man Bai finished speaking, he put on a provocative expression, and finally came to the conclusion: I don't want that alien hybrid, and everyone else will follow me!

Sanders watched the old man Bai wave his hand and make a decision, and then said quietly: "I mean there are only nine talented people this time, not ten."

The old man was stunned. Sanders was not going to give him nine people, but was correcting his mistake? The old man Bai glanced at the mixed-race boy named "Baluba", and aside from him, there were exactly nine of them!

Old Man Bai turned his head and looked at Sanders with squinted eyes: "What, you want to regret it?" Old Man Bai made it clear that he would continue to lie to the end, regardless of whether Sanders corrected him just now or what he did.

Old Man Bai even put on an expression that said, "If you dare to refuse, I will fight you."

Sanders stared at Old Man Bai coldly: "Nine people, except for the boy with the bird on his shoulder, do you like the others?"

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

The old white man opposite is named Wallace. He is the representative wizard of the Savage Cave Academy.

Wallace also knew that even if he settled now, the academy would not be able to get them all. In the end, there must be certain rules for personnel allocation.

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

"If it's too little, then the next recruitment task will be left to you." Sanders said.

Wallace's face turned green, he quickly waved his hand, extended his fist to cover his mouth, and pretended to cough twice: "I'm old, 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, it's not ten people. I only recruited nine talented people, who came from the nine-cabin bloody battle."

Wallace tilted his head and looked at Sanders with suspicious eyes: "If we don't count the ten people, what happened to the kid with the bird? Why is he not included? Don't think I didn't pay attention to him, he is 15 A little bit of mental power, an absolute talent!”

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

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

Sanders actually took on a disciple!

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

Looking at Angel's behavior and words, Wallace said after a long while: "Why do I feel that this kid and Sanders are not compatible at all."

Sanders did not reply, but his eyes were like cold knives, swishing at Wallace.

"Ahem... This year's talents have been waiting for a long time, and you have seen the test of the psychological reaction. Now let's talk about the first impression." The speaker was the gray-haired old man Nice. They left the talents alone on the plateau just to test their psychological reactions. This was the last procedure for them to enter the Savage Cave.

Although Nice had never shown up along the way, he was actually secretly recording the personalities of each talent. After the last level of recording was completed, they would start to create a file for each person, and finally he and Sanders would write comments on this batch of talents together.

The comments would be entered into the file. Many times, when formal wizards select apprentices, they would refer to the comments in the file.

The comments in the wizarding world are different from the teachers' messages in the mortal academy. The comments say that a gifted person is kind, friendly, and generous. These beautiful qualities are not actually the primary criteria for formal wizards to select apprentices. Sometimes, comments such as selfishness, domineering, viciousness, and irritability may become the criteria that formal wizards consider.

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

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

Nice looked: "Then let's start with Fire Charm."

The female wizard named Fire Charm stretched out her hand and pointed to one of the gifted people: "I am quite interested in the young man named Orlando. He is willful, childish, and selfish, but he knows how to restrain himself and has a strong ability to think for himself. When he gets along with his best friend, you can also see his loyal side."