Abe the Wizard

The nerves that had not been relaxed were completely relaxed at this time, and the accumulation of 23 years, like water to canal, easily swept through the bottleneck, and a sense of promotion emanated from his body.

“Maynard...” A good friend of his sitting opposite him, the Fairbank Wizard, just wanted to scream and was afraid to wake up the Maynard Wizard who was being promoted.

The Fairbank Wizard was prepared, but had always thought that he would not be able to use the Gathering Magic Array, which he arranged around the Maynard Wizard at this moment, and he was still mumbling in his mouth: "How is it possible, how is it possible, only 50 points! ”

More than twenty wizards upstairs and downstairs simultaneously felt the spirit of promotion, and they stood up and looked at the bakery, which was coming out with the spirit of promotion.

The wizards consciously did not speak, but stood still and felt this spirit of promotion and seemed to want some inspiration from it.

And Mahler, who had only encountered one promotion, was already experienced. He busily called the other four people in the store and quickly ran out of the Forgotten Places Hotel.

Half an hour of silence and silence, eventually, when the last moments of promotion disappeared, a sound of crying and not crying, laughing and not laughing came out of the bag room.

“I've been promoted to level 10 by Maynard!” There is a sort of spiritual screaming penetration in the voice, which resonates strongly with all the witches present at the bottleneck.

“Turns out it's true, the dishes here can really promote the wizard!” A wizard looked at the steamed egg in his hand and couldn't help but bury his head, snapping the already cold steamed egg into his mouth quickly, then closing his eyes and feeling the flavor.

The wizard's move made the other wizards move their eyes and learn to look like him, eating the steamed eggs in their hands clean.

At Abel's residence, he was not going to kill the crow, and he was constantly practicing his' strike 'skills, and Bathory walked in through the door and interrupted the interruption exercise.

“Master, our steamed eggs have been successfully promoted by two wizards. Can steamed eggs really promote the promotion of wizards?” Bathory asked puzzled.

“I don't know about the second promoter, but the first promoter I was with, I guess the witch's mind was too tight by itself, and the smell of 'rabbit elf' let his soul fly away, which made him feel promoted.” Abel thought for a moment and said with a smile.

“So steamed eggs can really promote the wizard?” Bathory heard Abel's explanation and asked.

“How is it possible to promote a wizard, it's just that the wizard has reached the limit of the upcoming promotion, they need a special opportunity, and some of the wizards' chances are to let go of the soul, we're just lucky to meet two such wizards in a row, so it's not steamed eggs that can promote a wizard, it's they're going to get promoted.” Abel shook his head and explained.

What distinguishes Abel from the human race on this holy continent is the way he thinks, in his predecessors in the age of the Great Bang of Knowledge, that he can look at the problem from a completely different angle.

Just like the two promoted wizards, Abel did not see the second promoted wizard, but the first promoted wizard he saw and understood the promotion very clearly.

During the bottleneck period, it is possible for the wizard to see a tree, or a flower, and the stimulus given to them by Abel's 'Rabbit Elf’ is noticeably stronger, allowing the two wizards to take advantage of the opportunity to be promoted, but this does not make any difference between the 'Rabbit Elf’ and that tree, a flower.

The promotion is not about what is foreign, but what the wizard himself sees as foreign. The two promoted wizards are just a little less aware, and the 'rabbit elite' just satisfies that.

“Tell everyone in the store not to advertise the promotion as if it wasn't there!” Abel said.

“Yes, master!” Bathory naturally knows that as long as the store doesn't recognize that the dishes will promote the wizard, the rumours outside will be whatever they say, and there will still be no shortage of guests to come.

“Master, we've earned 3200 points for six days of operation!” Bathory reports again.

Abel couldn't help but notice that there were no guests for the first three or four days. In other words, in two days, that small restaurant earned more than 3,000 points, faster than he earned points for helping people make canes.

You know, there aren't many wizards who can afford to make his staff points, and the Forgotten Places Hotel is different, which is always earning points.

“Great, looks like we won't be spending much time, so we can get points to buy what we want.” There was a glimmer of excitement in Abel's eyes, the magic towers, the strategic goods that could only be exchanged for points, and the gold coins meant nothing to the wizard.

“Master, I'll be spending some more time looking at the store these days!” Bathory is also very happy to say that the nature of the forgotten land is now completely different, previously just trying to make some extra money, but now it is a money shaking tree.

“If it's always been so hot, buying a magic tower for you is no problem, and you have to practice!” Abel was excited and didn't forget to remind Bathory.

If Liant City was the most lively place, some would have said it was an exchange, some would have said it was an auction house, but now it's the most lively little restaurant, full of sorcerers and knights from morning to night.

Of course, the most common is the wizard, whether it is because the wizard is trapped in the bottleneck or has heard the legendary curiosity, one thing is clear to the mind, a wizard promoted after eating the restaurant's dishes, it may be a coincidence, and the two wizards promoted after eating the dishes here, it is no longer a coincidence.

What is the significance of dishes that can assist in the promotion of wizards? In the auction houses, in the Wizards Guild's points redemption list, there are some items that claim to assist in the promotion of wizards. Those items are just titles, and some examples that really can promote wizards are just legends, some are just hypotheses.

But that's the thing, every one of them is heavenly, and it's still priceless, and once it shows up, every wizard will dump it all down.

On the eighth day of operation, the tide unwittingly subsided, because for two consecutive days no more wizards succeeded in promotion, which is inconsistent with the previous legend that if you eat the dishes of the Forgotten Places Hotel, it will be promoted, and there are already wizards who believe that this is just the speculation of the Forgotten Places Hotel.

On the afternoon of the eighth day, the Dward Wizard walked into the Forgotten Places Hotel, where he had just spent almost all of his points purchasing a 'psychic drug' that said there was a certain chance of upgrading the Wizard, but after taking it he failed.

Dward Wizard, an eight-level wizard, was stuck in the bottleneck for only three years, and this time after buying all the points he had worked so hard for all these years, he took a month's leave from the Wizards Guild 10 days ago, rented a promotion house in the inner circle and started his promotion closure.

Ten days later, however, his closure did not succeed. Ten days ago, he took the 'Herbal Medicine' and the last trace of the efficacy of the ‘Herbal Medicine' disappeared one day ago. Nor did he find any sense of promotion.

When he was most sad, it was even more difficult for him to accept that when he came out, his former position had been occupied by other wizards, and that the Wizards Guild had no new job position at all, which meant that he was unemployed.

The Dward Wizard felt nothing, and when he came to a pub for a drink, he heard the next door Guest bragging about the magic of the restaurant's dishes, which gave him a sense of hope in despair.

He found a place of forgetfulness. At this time, when there were not many guests, the wizard's rational response was quick. In just two days, he could not see the promotion of the new wizard, and the heat of the wizards had decreased. If the dishes in the place of forgetfulness were not strongly addictive, it might be that today's guests would fall cliff-type.

And it's this addiction that many wizards who have eaten here are checking to see if they are poisoned, and waiting to see if other wizards will have problems first.

So there weren't many guests this afternoon, and after the Dward Wizard ordered a steamed egg with the last 50 points, he really didn't have half the points.

When he eats all the steamed eggs, he can definitely feel that 50 points is a great value for the food, but too far from the promotion he asked for.

Disappointment, anger, and deception, combined with the anger of buying ‘herbal medicine' at great cost before, all focused on the steamed eggs in front of them, as if everything was brought about by this bowl of steamed eggs.