Super Dimensional Wizard

Main Text Volume Chapter 175 White Bear

"Do you want to register?" The staff at the registration office took out a registration form and placed it in front of Angel.

When the staff saw Angel pick up a pen and start filling out the registration form -

"Sir, you may not understand that the name you recorded in the Sky Tower will accompany you all the way, and even if you arrive in the end..."

"Stop!" Angel waved his hand to stop the staff's nagging: "I know, the bigger the name, the better!"

The staff smiled: "Sir, it's good to know, then I won't bother you."

Angel picked up the pen, quickly filled in the name he had already thought of, and then put it in front of the staff with a fierce look.

The staff smiled and picked up the registration form, wanting to see what nickname this handsome and sensible boy would fill in... When the staff's eyes looked at the top of the form, his smiling expression froze instantly.

"I! Am! Truth?"

Angel said proudly: "How about it, it's a big name, isn't it? I thought about it for two weeks before I came up with it!"

The staff member had a stiff face and forced a smile: "Sir, this name is big. But it's not a good nickname."

Angel blinked: "What's wrong? I think it's good."

The staff twitched his mouth: "Sir, you have to think about it. If you become a formal wizard one day, this name will spread. How will others call you? Will they call you 'I am the truth' wizard? It's hard to pronounce."

"You are right." Angel took another registration form and quickly filled in the name after thinking carefully for 2 seconds.

The staff member took it and looked at it, his face still unchanged: "Absolute Truth."

"Sir, this name is not easy to pronounce, why not change it to Truth Sage, Truth Disciple?" The staff member sincerely suggested.

Angel shook his head. I don't want to be a sage.

"What do you want to change it to, sir?"

"Everyone's good friend?"

"This is not a name, it's a short sentence."

"Then... I have a bird." Angel tapped Toby on his shoulder, and Toby immediately straightened his chest.

"This name is not very good, it will be misunderstood. Think of another one." The staff was still smiling, but he was already going crazy inside. He had seen people who were so immature, but he had never seen people who were so immature that they walked into the wrong studio!

The staff now just wanted Angel to think of a name at random, apple, strawberry, flower, etc. It doesn't matter to him whether the name is big or not!

Seeing that Angel was still hesitant, the staff said, "Why don't you choose something you like and add a noble title. For example, Brown Sugar Princess, Great Sword Prince, Queen of Breasts, etc.?"

"Is that so? Then... Milk Baron?" Angel just said it and immediately denied it: "No, this name doesn't match my tall image."

"Milk Baron? Okay, I've written it down." The staff's ears moved, and the smile on his face was very sincere. The pen in his hand quickly wrote down the title, and then pushed Angel out.

"Mr. Milk Baron, if you want to go to the ring now, that's the lottery area, please... Bang!" The staff said, while taking advantage of Angel's confused state, he slammed the door of the registration office.

By the way, he threw a crystal clear card in front of Angel.

Angel quickly turned around and knocked on the door: "No, I want to change my name! This name doesn't suit me!"

Inside the door, the staff took out two balls of cotton from the drawer, stuffed them into his ears, and then continued to handle the work elegantly.

Angel slapped and yelled for a long time, attracting the attention of the entire registration hall. Under the chilly gaze, Angel gave up knocking on the door with a sullen face.

"Milk Baron is Milk Baron. Anyway, I wear a hood when I go on stage. If you can't see my face, it won't affect my tall image...right?"

Angel covered the hood that came with the black bed sheet with a hint of sadness, picked up the card on the ground, and then fled the registration hall in disgrace.

The lottery area is actually equivalent to the backstage of the competition. Angel opened the curtain of the lottery area and walked in. All the contestants were here.

The contestants were all dressed strangely, just like coming to the dressing room of a masquerade. Angel walked in the huge lottery area for a long time, smelling all kinds of strange smells, and came to the lottery box.

When Angel stood in front of the lottery box, almost all the contestants looked over. Perhaps the lot that Angel drew was himself, so they were naturally very concerned.

All kinds of murderous, gloomy, oppressive, seductive and mocking eyes swept over Angel.

"This contestant, please show your personal information." Behind the lottery box was a middle-aged woman, wearing a black and gray uniform and a high bun, and said seriously.

Angel took out the thin, crystal clear card.

The middle-aged woman took it, and then swiped it on a crystal-like alchemy machine, and Angel's name immediately appeared on the transparent screen on the table.

"Milk Baron..." The middle-aged woman took a look at the name, and her originally serious and old-fashioned expression suddenly froze, and there was a sign of a slight upward curl at the corner of her mouth. Looking at the young boy in front of her, who was wearing a hood but whose body was obviously not grown up, she inexplicably felt that the name and the person were very suitable.

At the same time, other contestants in the backstage also saw this name. Instantly, a lot of laughter broke out.

"Milk Baron, ah ha ha, this name! It's a little kid!"

"Hahahaha, I can beat ten of these little brats one by one! You must line them up for me and watch me, the God of Death, Lancang, cut him in half with one strike!"

"Lancang God of Death? Hahaha, I, the 'Temple Authority', don't accept it!"

"Get out of the way and let me, 'Bishop of Dawn,' come and drink this glass of milk!"

The middle-aged woman behind the lottery box said in a rare gentle tone: "Milk Baron, do you want to start the lottery now?"

"Yeah." A low squeak came from under the black hood.

"Okay, please." The middle-aged woman motioned to Angel to draw lots.

The lottery box was a small square box. When Angel put his hand in, he realized that the space in the box was unexpectedly large. Unexpectedly, a small lottery box contained expansion magic patterns. The strength of Sky Mechanical City was really strong.

Angel took out a ball at random. There was a row of numbers on the ball: No. 38794.

The middle-aged woman took the ball and quickly recorded something. After a while, a row of words appeared on the transparent screen in front of her: Milk Baron vs. Black Jack. Half an hour later, the 7th arena on the first floor of the Sky Tower.

When the middle-aged woman saw who Angel was fighting against, she frowned slightly, and looked at Angel with a hint of pity and regret.

"It's Black Jack. It seems like nothing will happen to me."

"This kid unexpectedly faced Black Jack in his maiden match. It is estimated that his psychological shadow will be infinite in the future..."

"The future? Haha, I guess this little guy has no future. Think about Black Jack's methods."

A rustling sound from behind reached Angel's ears. From what other players were saying, this Black Jack seemed pretty powerful? Angel recalled the information on Sky Tower seed players compiled by David, but Black Jack's name was not among them.

Then what should he fear?

Angel took his information card nonchalantly, then turned and walked towards the player area.

Because the name was too damaging to his image, Angel did not intend to communicate with anyone, so he did not go to the place where the players gathered, but found a corner.

The waiting time was boring, so Angel simply meditated.

But not long after meditating, I heard the sound of "ta-ta-ta-ta" footsteps. Angel frowned. The place he chose was rarely visited by people. How could there be footsteps?

When he opened his eyes, he saw a strangely dressed man standing in front of him.

That's right, the quantifier Angel used was "only".

Because the person in front of me was wearing a white bear jumpsuit and a white bear ear hoop on his head. In addition, his face is already white and chubby. If you don't look carefully, he looks like a stuffed bear.

"Milk Baron, hello." White Bear waved to Angel.

If others say hello in a friendly manner, Angel will definitely respond in a friendly manner given his usual personality. But at this time, because the name was too embarrassing, Angel decided to develop an exclusive and cold persona for the "Milk Baron", and keep people away from him thousands of miles away, so as not to reveal his true identity.

Thinking of his own character, Angel snorted arrogantly and did not respond to White Bear's greeting.

Angel's attitude did not make White Bear flinch. Instead, he sat down near Angel and said with a smile: "Earl Milk, I also like to drink milk. Let's make friends."

Make friends? Angel looked at him through the hood, not commenting on the white bear doll costume. His face was chubby and he looked to be in his twenties, a bit like a grown-up version of Alan Munn.

Angel continued to snort coldly and said angrily: "I'm not interested in milk. This name is a misunderstanding!"

White Bear smiled and said: "That doesn't matter. Fate made you choose Milk as your name. Even if it is a misunderstanding, maybe this misunderstanding was caused by fate specifically to guide us to meet. So make friends, my name is Dadi Bear, you can call me White Bear, or Bear."

Bear... Angel shuddered with coldness, and this man's word "destiny" reminded him of the fortune teller in martial arts novels. It’s a lot of nonsense, but there’s nothing formal about it.

"Hmph——" Angel snorted with his nose, acting arrogant in his true self.

White Bear didn't care about Angel's attitude, but continued to talk to himself with a smile: "I just saw it, your first opponent is Black Jack. You have to be careful about Black Jack, this person is not a good person."

Seeing that Angel still didn't respond, Bai Xiong paused and continued: "Black Jack is famous on the first floor of the Sky Tower. His strength has long been able to reach the upper level, but he would rather not contribute points than Promotion. Because...he is a famous sadist and has a strong sadism. The more immature his opponent is, the more excited he is to torture him, so he stays on the first floor as a tough guy and picks out newcomers. "

"Black Jack is a wizard apprentice from the mysterious side. No one has figured out which lineage he belongs to. But he has a trick that can seal people's mouthpieces and make them unable to speak." White Bear paused: "So, if you are not sure, , please admit defeat directly before the referee announces the start.”

Angel didn't care about Black Jack's strength. He glanced at the white bear and said in a low voice: "Tell me, what is your purpose in approaching me?"

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