On the table is already a delicious fish hodgepodge prepared by Chef Zorro.
The fragrant milky white thick soup is tumbling and steaming hot, and the delicious smell is intoxicating.
The fish fillets in the fish soup are also exceptionally smooth and tender, the entrance is soft, there is no fishy smell at all, only the mouth-to-mouth deliciousness.
The cleaned whole grilled fish is sticking to the grill and sizzling. The surface of the fish is brushed with a layer of clear grease, and it is grilled to golden brown on both sides.
There are also the refreshing fish balls, small round and full, dip in the fragrant sauce and bite down, as if there are countless small fish bouncing in the mouth, the taste is wonderful.
All the excitement, exhaustion and subconscious worry of the day are gently soothed by this delicious treat.
While enjoying the meal, Cyril sighed again in his heart: It's great to be roommates with Mr. Scott! Kind!
Brian leaned back in the chair lazily, raised his eyes and watched Cyril concentrate on eating, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.
Xiao Rose's eating movements are elegant and fast. When she eats the food she likes, she will bend her almond eyes with satisfaction and lick her lips, which is very cute.
Watching him eat, I feel that my appetite has improved a lot.
Brian waited patiently for Cyril to finish his meal.
Then he stretched out his hand and handed Cyril three bottles of medicine in transparent glass test tubes.
"This is?"
Cyril blinked and looked at Mr. Scott with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.
"This is the Moonlight Potion."
Brian slowly shook the transparent glass test tube with the medicine in his hand, and said lightly, "Remember the three moonlight fruits you picked today?"
Cyril paused, nodded, and instantly understood.
He didn't expect that Mr. Scott had prepared the Moonlight Potion in such a short period of time, and gave it all to himself.
He touched his nose, a little embarrassed.
"Drink it."
Brian nodded slightly towards Cyril and chuckled.
Cyril thanked him earnestly and took the Moonlight Potion.
He pulled out the cork from the bottle and poured it into his mouth in one breath.
The Moonlight Potion is a white and clear liquid. At first, you can feel a touch of bitterness in the mouth, but after swallowing it, there is a hint of sweetness, and the taste is rich in layers.
Cyril could feel that his entire body was slightly hot, as if something was rampaging through his veins.
His mental power also slowly rose a little bit like the surface of the water being injected with fresh water.
After Cyril finished drinking the Moonlight Potion, he immediately asked the system to check his current body data: [Name: Cyril Lawrence
Age: 16
Stamina: 20
Strength: 20
Mental Power: 80
Mana: 65
Achievement: Contamination of the Abyss (Light)
Explanation: You, because you are too good, have successfully attracted the attention of the abyss, and even the passing ants have to sigh, what a miserable thing! !
It is known that the holy water nurtured by the Holy See's Faith Fountain is ineffective for you; you can wait for the research results of Steinbeck Erlanger (unknown); there is a chance that you will be able to become self-immune when you are promoted to wizard. 】 Cyril first sighed faintly, then cheered up again.
At least the current pollution on his body is still within the controllable range, and various physical data have improved a lot with the supplement of Moonlight Potion and Secret Realm fish!
Cyril comforted himself.
But what the system said, being promoted to a wizard is a way to break the pollution...
Cyril carefully recalled in his heart that when he first took a magic theory class, wizard Christina Black once explained how a wizard apprentice was promoted to a wizard.
"The power of wizards comes from our mastery of the magical elements in nature. We make ourselves stronger through knowledge. Wizards do not believe in gods, but strive to cultivate their own spiritual power and temper their magic power."
The handsome short-haired witch spoke eloquently, and her unhurried voice contained strong persuasive power.
She looked around at the wizard apprentices sitting in the classroom, and continued: "When your magic power and spiritual power both exceed 250, you have the basic conditions to be promoted to wizards. But the timing of promotion to wizards is relatively random. Wizard apprentices must find a way to gain the recognition of the will of the wizard plane in order to be successfully promoted to wizards."
Cyril also saw a lot of materials in the library later, and felt that it was very metaphysical for the apprentices to obtain the recognition of the will of the plane.
Some wizard apprentices were successfully promoted to wizards by creating a new spell by themselves; some wizard apprentices were successfully promoted by publishing valuable papers in journals such as "Magic Research".
There are also wizard apprentices who drank a lot of potions that enhance spiritual power and magic power at one time and succeeded; there are even wizard apprentices who are naturally promoted to wizards after sleeping on an ordinary day.
It seems that it always comes, the stronger the spiritual power and magic power, the higher the probability of being promoted to a wizard.
Cyril was sighing that this promotion method was really unfriendly to the African chiefs, when he suddenly came back to his senses and found that Mr. Scott was staring at him with interest.
His heart skipped a beat.
At this time, Mr. Scott seemed to be in a good mood, his eyes were filled with light happiness, and his eyes made Cyril a little elusive.
Cyril hesitated for a moment, but still asked in a soft voice:
"Excuse me, how can I be successfully promoted to wizard?"
Brian raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words.
He leaned forward slightly, rested his elbows on the dining table, crossed his slender fingers against his chin, looked at Cyril and said meaningfully: "Promotion to a wizard requires the recognition of the will of the plane, and this is not necessarily the case. It's about making something outstanding, but deepening your bond with the wizarding world."
The man's voice was deep and hoarse, very pleasant, as if it was mixed with low laughter, and it fell into Cyril's ears.
Cyril tried his best to focus his attention on the content of the sentence.
Deepen your bond with the wizarding world...
Thinking of this, Cyril took a breath, and his heart skipped a beat.
Wouldn't Mr. Scott see that he was from another world
Cyril pretended to be thinking, and looked at Mr. Scott's expression unintentionally.
Fortunately, after the other party finished speaking, he leaned back on the back of the chair, his slender hands lay lazily on the dining table, and his eyebrows were a little careless.
There seems to be nothing unusual... Cyril breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't worry, little Cyril."
Brian was silent for a while, then stood up suddenly.
He snapped his fingers slowly, and all the rubbish on the table disappeared.
"You'll be a wizard, I promise."
Brian walked to Cyril and said softly.
The man was no longer in a gentle tone this time, but instead had an irrefutable force in his tone.
Cyril was stunned for a moment, and nodded subconsciously.
He raised a smile at Brian, his big almond eyes curved into a beautiful arc, and his eyes were sparkling as if they were filled with a clear spring.
The whole person seems to have a kind of splendid softness without knowing it.
Brian's eyes flashed slightly, he raised his hand and rubbed Cyril's hair, and said softly, "Good night, little Cyril."
Cyril returned to his room.
He took out the crystal ball and was about to contact his friends. According to their agreed time, he was going to the B-level secret realm in the next few days.
When Cyril took out his crystal ball, he realized that there were a lot of unread messages on it.
He casually clicked on the first one, and saw lines of words popping out of the crystal ball.
When Cyril saw it, his eyes widened suddenly.
It's the final exam results! !
How many days have you passed the exam? The efficiency of the college professor's examination of papers is too high! This can be regarded as the industry benchmark industry leader...
Cyril took a deep breath, his heart trembling towards his grades.
Although he felt that he did well in the test, he was still nervous when looking at the results.
Cyril's eyes swept across the rows of D (Distiion, excellent), and he was relieved.
There is even a line of small print at the bottom of all the grades - given that the wizard's apprentice's test scores ranked first among the current students, the wizard's apprentice can take two courses for free next school year.
Seeing this, Cyril was filled with joy.
He was so happy in his heart that two courses were worth 2000 Wu Jing!
All of a sudden, 2000 Wu Jing was saved! What you save is what you earn!
He is such an unremarkable little money-making genius!
Cyril then glanced at other news, some of which were the concerns of the little friends.
There are also people willing to pay Cyril to help him make up lessons.
The more important news was sent by Addison Morgan, saying that he had found the senior wizard apprentice who led them to the B-level secret realm, and met in the hall of the wizard tower two days later.
Cyril replied to Addison Morgan with the received news, and quietly waited for the arrival in two days.
Two days later.
Cyril was well prepared.
He brought all kinds of potions that could be used in the retractable pocket of the wizard's robe, and after thinking about it, he brought the little snake Green and came to the hall of the wizard's tower.
The Webb siblings are already waiting here.
Jenny Weber was relieved to see that Cyril was safe and sound.
"Good morning, Cyril!"
Jenny looked at each other carefully.
The young man still looks astonishingly handsome, his almond eyes are clean and clear, his eyebrows are curved, and he looks in good spirits.
"Good morning, Jenny! Good morning, Loz!"
Cyril nodded to them.
"I'm sorry I didn't reply to your message in time that day, I slept all day."
Cyril showed an embarrassed smile to Jenny, and subconsciously told a small lie to hide the fact that he followed Mr. Scott to the S-level secret realm that day.
The main reason is that speaking out about that incident will inevitably involve one's own pollution, which can only increase the family's worries.
Jenny smiled at Cyril and waved her hand to indicate that it was all right.
The reason why I sent a message to Cyril was because she unexpectedly had a vague visionary dream the day she finished the exam.
She dreamed that Cyril was shrouded in a black fog, fraught with unspeakable danger.
In the dream, she was a bystander who couldn't touch the entity, and could only watch Cyril entangled in black mist.
Jenny was anxious about what to do when another man suddenly appeared in this dream.
The man's face could not be seen clearly, but he was tall and handsome.
He succeeded in dispelling the black mist, in a more dangerous and terrifying way, as if a demon had snatched its prey from a lesser predator.
Afterwards, this unfathomable man embraced Cyril, clearly unable to see his expression, but Jenny could feel a strange tenderness when the other party looked at Cyril.
She was continuing to observe silently, when suddenly the man turned around, his eyes were cold, making people feel like he was suddenly immersed in a boundless pool.
This sharp look is a silent warning!
Then, the whole dream collapsed, and Jenny woke up suddenly.
She endured the cold sweat and stickiness on her back, and calmly used tarot cards to perform witchcraft divination, trying to judge whether this strange man would harm Cyril.
However, several divinations were different, even eerily contradictory.
But from a diviner's intuition, Jenny felt that he and Cyril might not be hostile.
She couldn't explain the strange divination result to Cyril, so she had to send a message to inquire about his safety.
When Jenny came back to her senses, she found that the rest of the people were coming one after another.
Next to Addison Morgan stood a tall, thin apprentice wizard with bang-banged hair.
The wizard apprentice, Victor Alexis, was a year older than them.
He nodded to Cyril and his group, and said hello.
Victor glanced at Cyril and the others' young and excited faces, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this is the freshman of the ivory tower who has not been beaten by the dangerous secret realm, don't be scared to cry!
So, Victor took Cyril and the others to the "traffic room" in the academy, while educating: "If you encounter other academy students with malicious intentions and some creatures attacking us in the secret realm, don't be cowardly, just do it. "
After he said that, he raised his hand and wiped his neck.
Victor looked at Paris Greer for a moment, and a smile appeared on his face.
Ah, these soft-hearted freshmen, what can we do without his leadership.
Paris Greer immediately thought of the nasty guys he had encountered in the wizarding apprentice grading trial as soon as Victor finished speaking.
He nodded in agreement and said to Victor, "Okay! Got it! Just kill them if you meet them!"
Cyril thought of the face-skinned monsters he met in the S-level secret realm before, and nodded obediently, echoing: "Yes, kill them!"
Seeing this, Victor's throat choked and his forehead twitched.
what happened? Are all freshmen so brave now
Didn't I say just stun them? !