Chapter 7, Testing Phase

Mr. Colin quickly ran out

What nonsense is this, as a distinguished elite worker in the Greater China region, is there still bitter medicine that I cannot swallow

Auxiliary procedure ... ... nine points? '' Putting down the all-metal measuring instrument, the person in charge looked bewildered. He glanced at Marlin, then turned to the young lady: `` Perhaps we need to replace the measuring instrument? ''

"That's impressive, Marin. You actually didn't spit it out after the first sip." The young lady beside him exclaimed in admiration.

"It is one point." The young lady nodded.

In an instant, a warm white light engulfed the entire testing chamber, and before Marin could comprehend what was happening, the white light vanished, and the stone slab beneath his palm had already cracked open

"Very good." The old man put down the testing device and said, "My tooth no longer hurts."

However, what does it mean that the protective technique lasts for two and a half minutes? Marin pouted, and it seems that stacking the heaviest armor is no longer possible

"But at the very least, we must complete all the tests," the young lady said in an encouraging tone. "Mr. Marlin, come on, let's continue."

Thinking of this, Marin felt that there was still some hope in life. If he were to be reborn in the realm of 40K, he would truly cry like a fart that had been stepped on. In 40K, there are so many inhuman entities that even a company commander of the Blue Father might be a terrifying existence that Marin could not face.

Never has Marin felt such nausea from any medicine he has taken throughout his life.

Hoffman Schellendorf, Archbishop of Carterburg, you will be the last apprentice I teach. The old man walked over to Marlin and placed his hand on Marlin's head: I will guide you on the path of ultimate goodness

As Colin pushed open the front door of the church hall, he saw the bandages and gauze on the little ghost's head that he had brought back yesterday. He turned to glance at Princess Mowis, who had been left behind yesterday, and said, "Dear Margaret, can you enlighten me"

Nine points. The young lady is all tremolo.

Marin turned his head to glance at the young lady, somewhat puzzled as to why she said that

You say this young man drew blood from that girl's tail, truly the ignorant are fearless. Colin shook his head, thinking that given the temperament of the cat person, it was already a blessing from heaven that this young man was still alive: "He must have been beaten, right"

Well... generally speaking, children as small as you would need to vomit at least four to five times to adapt to its taste. I have never seen someone like you who can take a bite without any reaction. " The person in charge sighed as he placed the small bucket cup on the table. "Come, touch these stone slabs in order; they will be able to detect your affinity for the technique.

Indeed, one point. It seems that our Mr. Marin has some areas of specialization, but in any case, with seven points in shaping potential, eight points in curses, and nine points in support, you are more than capable of becoming a very powerful professional. Congratulations, child favored by fate.

"Why not? At the very least, we should fill in all the blanks on this test paper, shouldn't we?" the old man replied with a smile.

Even the containers holding the affinity testing potions for the magical arts are those thick and heavy metal small barrels.

Marin turned his head and looked at the gentleman in charge before him. The terminology he used, which was harmonious, naturally referred to the classification of various types of techniques made by the practitioners in this world.

And the young lady put down the instrument: "Eight parts curse, ten parts blessing, how great is the... how great is the..." The young lady stumbled a bit, fortunately Mr. Colin interjected: "How great is the favor."

"Bite, phew." The young head of the Carterburg district almost laughed out loud—Pansau catlings typically retaliate when threatened, ranging from grabbing nearby objects to directly engaging in combat, and if conditions permit, using their mouths is also an acceptable option

"Indeed, he is a good older brother," Colin smiled and then walked towards the little ghost in his eyes: "Marin, the ritual examination will begin in half an hour. Which type of ritual do you hope to have a high affinity with"

Marin placed his hand on the second stone slab, saying, "There is no light." Marin felt a bit regretful

"Protective Technique, two points." This time, the person in charge seemed somewhat relieved: "Finally, things are returning to normal." He remarked.

I have always wanted to mention to Your Excellency the Archbishop that the name "Test Slate" is too commonplace. As something that can change a child's destiny for a lifetime, we should refer to it as the "Fate Slate"... Wow..." The young lady beside them exclaimed as she watched Marlin touch the first slate, which emitted a red glow, saying, "It is an affinity for the Plastic Energy System."

Thus, the test was interrupted. The person in charge went to retrieve two new testing devices. In addition to one device for himself and one for the young lady, an elderly man with graying hair but no beard entered the testing room. He raised the device that was believed to be faulty.

Wait a moment, clearly this is a steampunk world of medieval fantasy set in 1840, so why has the atmosphere suddenly become so tense

"Using the interest from the bonus advance and the third-party usage rights of the gold card, he is truly a good brother in every sense of the word," the young lady replied.

"Speaking of which, how did that little rascal manage to get his sister to forgive him?" Colin looked curiously at the little rascal lying on his sister's lap. The two children were sitting and lying on the sofa, which made Colin, who was an only child, feel a bit envious.

"Two and a half minutes," the young lady said, putting down the instrument and looking at the gentleman in charge

Marin repeated it once

Thus, Marin placed his hand on the fifth stone slab

I fell yesterday and my knee hurt a bit, but it is fine now. " After the young lady finished speaking, she looked at Marin with a somewhat hesitant expression: "This child... perhaps he is truly a child favored by fate.

As Marin was thinking this, the person in charge poured out a small cup and handed it to Marin, saying: "It is very bitter, do you need some sugar?"

Eight thirty. The person in charge stood frozen in place

Thus, Maso placed his hand on the third stone slab, and in a fleeting moment, Marlin felt as if he were blossoming, with illusions of flowers appearing on the slab.

To be honest, after confirming his talent for immunity to mental control techniques, Marin's greatest wish was to gain affinity for blessing and protection techniques—being able to wear the thickest armor, withstand the most toxic blows, and only with life can one have the qualification to indulge in adventures; without life, one naturally cannot engage in any escapades.

You should have said it earlier, I just swallowed it down!

It is truly ... . ... Marin's face was almost contorted into a ball; this concoction was even more bitter than a combination of yellow lotus and bitter gourd. Although he had never actually tasted such a mixture, the bitterness that struck at his heart nearly made Marin vomit.

Of course, Marlin could not guarantee which type of technique he would be attuned to. Moreover, based on the technique introduction books he had previously read, among ten practitioners, there would always be about seven unfortunate individuals who were unable to use techniques. These individuals made up the entire lower and middle tiers of the practitioner system. As for the remaining thirty percent, as long as they had strong affinity, outstanding talent, and a bit of luck, most of them could survive until the end, becoming part of the upper middle tier or even the top tier of the system.

Mr. Colin put down the testing device he was holding: "Ten... ten points?"

The eight points, the flame of ethereal energy blazed fiercely in my sight. However, the person in charge beside me sighed while holding the measuring instrument: "Cursed spell, my child, it seems that the church is not suitable for you."

Thus, Marin placed his hand on the fourth stone slab

"So, is there still a need for the final test?" Marlin asked the old gentleman.

Change the slate. The old man glanced at the instrument in his hand: You go get the slate yourself

In the classification of techniques in this world, blessings and curses, enhancement and protection, shaping and assistance are in conflict, while blessings and protection, enhancement and assistance, curses and shaping are corresponding. In other words, if one gains affinity for a certain category of techniques, it inevitably signifies a lack of affinity for another category of techniques

Isn't this amount a bit too large

... ...

You are truly remarkable, my child. There are indeed geniuses in this world, and even more fortunate individuals, and you are one of them. The old man looked at Marlin and said, "Child, are you willing to follow me to learn?"

Of course, being nibbled on the head is not a privilege that everyone can enjoy. Typically, those who are able to be nibbled on the head by the young ones are mostly their kin or friends. In the midst of counterattacks and confusion, the young ones will instinctively take a bite first, and then decide based on the actual situation whether to take a second bite or abandon the subsequent attack.

So the person in charge is called Colin

Once again, a warm light appeared in the testing room. This time, the slate did not crack, and the radiance lasted for approximately one minute before it began to dissipate

Subsequently, the techniques were categorized into blessings, curses, enhancements, energy manipulation, assistance, and protection

Thus, this young lady elaborated on the reasons why Marin's head appeared to be wrapped in a turban-like effect

"Strengthen, one point?" Mr. Colin turned to look at his companion

Marin placed his hand on the new stone slab

This place is still good, steampunk, at a glance, everything is imbued with a sense of historical weight, the four characters 'more riveted steam steel' encapsulate everything, all of which are things I have seen in books or with my own eyes.

According to the ten-point scale spectrometer, a score of seven is quite good; many professionals with a strong affinity for plastic never achieve a score of seven in their lifetime. Continue, Mr. Marin, your fate has already changed. Now let us see how many obstacles fate has laid out for you. The person in charge set down the face-covering measuring instrument that had been in front of him.

Why? The old man turned his head to look at her

"Continue, dear Mr. Marlin." The person in charge, Colin, pursed his lips

"This is a measuring slate used by professionals, capable of withstanding greater psychic energy." As he spoke, he placed the slate in front of Marlin: "Come, child, give this a try."

At this moment, the young lady raised her hand and said: "I think... it doesn't seem like the slate is broken"

Mr. Colin, holding the testing instrument, stood in a daze for a while before putting down the device in his hand. He looked at the old man and asked, "Is the slate broken?"

In life, Marin believes it is essential to have a dream, as this world is fraught with danger, and living as cannon fodder is not a pleasant experience

Of course, that being said, no matter how dangerous it is, can there be a world more dangerous than 40K

Repeat the test of the third stone slab

In ancient times, the techniques were divided into six major categories: light and darkness, wind and fire, water and earth

The old man did not respond, nor did he refute; he merely turned his head and moved his neck, ultimately waiting in silence for the arrival of a new stone slab

"Two and a half minutes, Colin, you are short by half a minute with the instrument in your hand." The old man put down the instrument and looked at the person in charge.

Marin then withdrew his hand from the fifth stone slab, and after looking at the last stone slab, he pressed his hand against it

"No, it was a bite," the young lady said with a smile, shaking her head to indicate that Colin's guess could not be true

"Nine points." The old man set down the measuring instrument: "Please continue, child."

Marin rolled her eyes

What is going on with that little devil's head

Marin thought for a moment and finally nodded: "I feel very honored, may I ask your name, sir"

Among them, blessing, enhancement, and protection spells are most commonly preserved within the church, while curses and shaping spells are more prevalent in the guild. As for auxiliary spells, due to their extensive applicability, a significant number are preserved in both the church and the guild

With such thoughts in mind, Marlin tilted his head back and drank the potion