Mechanical God Emperor

Chapter 43: Malicious Irony

“14 years old, level 6 superior, qualified! ”

Most young men and women's soul qualities are basically between levels 4 and 5. Suddenly, a somewhat exciting voice sounds and one gaze focuses on the beautiful, blonde, sexy girl.

In front of that beautiful blonde maiden, the first-degree magician was also very excited, looking at the beautiful maiden as if she were looking at a treasure.

The first-degree magician, who looked about thirty-five or six years old last year, gently handed a note to the beautiful young lady's soft voice: “I am Nice, an official first-degree magician at the Antalya Academy of Magicians. If you would like to be my real disciple, please contact me. This is my contact information. ”

All the students looked at the beautiful girl with envy in their eyes.

Nice used to be a fake color for any student, but he gave the beautiful girl an olive branch. This means that he has a great interest in the future of that beautiful young girl.

The promotion of a Level 6 Magician is essentially a matter of stability if there are no accidents and sufficient resources. Bottlenecks and possibilities of failure occur only with the impact of secondary magicians. Such a student, naturally, is very enthusiastic to Nice.

For an ordinary learner who is not even an apprentice of a magician, obtaining a formal first-degree magician's pointer is definitely the opportunity they want. This would allow them to take many fewer turns while at the same time obtaining significant resources.

"Thank you for your attention, Lord Nice, I will consider it! ”

Nice looked at the beautiful young girl with some regret and looked at the rest of the teenager and recovered the apathy: "Next! ”

A named teenager just went on to test his qualifications.

Yang Feng has been observing that most of the teenagers are Level 4 soul qualifications, and there are not many Level 5 soul qualifications. As for Level 6 soul qualifications, there is only one beautiful teenage girl.

After some 1,000 young men and women passed the test, there was suddenly another slight disturbance. A 14-year-old aristocratic teenager was tested to possess a lower level 6 soul qualification. This time, the young nobleman chose directly to become the natural magician's biological disciple.

Most of the young men and women who chose to join the Antalya Academy of Magicians aspired to be the biological disciples of the formal magicians. Only geniuses who already have a strong background and have booked mentors will choose to decline the solicitation of a full magician.

Hundreds more young men and women were tested before Yang Feng finally took his turn.

In front of Yang Feng was a male magician about 36 and 7 years old. He glanced at Yang Feng and frowned slightly: “We Antalya magicians only recruit students under the age of 16 this time, you are too old to meet our requirements, leave! ”

“I am Yang Feng, the nephew of the Lord of Steel! This is my special admission certificate!” Yang Feng hastily took out a badge that emitted faint spell fluctuations and handed it to the magician.

After accepting the badge, the magician took a closer look and frowned slightly, coldly: “Put your hands on the crystal. ”

Yang Feng placed his hand over the crystal.

It took a while for the crystal to reveal a slight light of dust.

“25 years old, soul talent level 1 inferior, qualified!” The magician looked at the crystal and looked amazing, almost biting his teeth.

Soul Talent Level 1 is the worst talent, not even many farmers can compare. Only a few premature babies, wasted by alcohol, wounded in the womb will possess such a poor soul gift.

“Soul Talent Level 1 Lower! How can such a person be qualified? ”

“How can such a gift be qualified? ”

“Class 1 Soul Talent, the worst Soul Talent I've ever seen! My horse's soul talent may be much stronger than his! ”

“ ……. ”

A single voice of discourse rang aside, all questioning the legitimacy of Yang Feng's eligibility for school.

The Antalya Academy of Magicians is the top six magician force in the Durando subcontinent. Those who want to study at the Antalya Academy of Magicians are like those who have crossed the river, but fewer than a thousand people are able to attend the Antalya Academy of Magicians every year.

This passes the Soul Talent Test only for the first level, but also for the second level to screen. Those with soul talents above level 5 can essentially stay in Antalya for the training of magicians, while those with soul talents at level 4 need to be screened and eliminated.

If a training spot at the Antalya Academy of Magicians were to be sold on the black market, there would definitely be many large aristocrats willing to buy even for 1,000 gold coins.

Yang Feng's soul talent can join the Antalya Academy of Magicians directly only at level 1, naturally causing the envy and dissatisfaction of countless people.

A lot of teenagers and boys are blaming Yang Feng. Yang Feng also had a thick face when he didn't hear anything.

Apparently, however, the formal magician mentors didn't have any feelings for Yang Feng either. One of them looked at Yang Feng coldly, leaving the teenagers and the other boys to blame.

A handsome looking, blonde-haired teenager said viciously: “These yellow-skinned monkeys from the East are so shameless! Soul Talent Level 1 inferior, dare to come to Antalya Academy of Magicians. I suggest we arrest them all, tuck them in a cage, feed them some bananas, and throw them out! ”

Yang Feng heard such a vicious speech and frowned slightly, turning to look in the direction of the teenager.

A small group was formed between the blonde and several young men and women of exceptional character, standing next to the young girl, who possessed the qualifications of six superior souls. The teenagers and boys of that small group looked at Yang Feng with cynicism and indifference, and their eyes were filled with disdain and malice.

A number of people's memories are already stored in database 3796. By reading the memories of those people, Yang Feng has gained a good understanding of the terroir and social patterns of the Durando subcontinent.

The Durando subcontinent is a predominantly white society. In addition to white people, there are also a number of Oriental races displaced from the eastern world of the main continent.

A number of whites in the Durando subcontinent discriminated against Orientals, believing that their arrival robbed them of employment, merit, land and opportunity to become magicians.

The tribute of the ancestors of Zhao Jiang to the Principality of Fendro was sufficient to seal the Viscount, but under the oppression of other nobles could barely seal the Baron, and was distributed to the remote town of Red Leaf because of discrimination and repression.

The integration of Eastern peoples into mainstream society may take generations or even generations to become fully integrated into mainstream society in the Durando subcontinent.