Afterwards, Richard followed Quentin all the way to a two-story wooden building on the edge of the gathering place.
Quentin pushed the door open and walked in. Instead of going upstairs, he walked straight to a corner of the wooden building, lifted a wooden board, revealing a downward passage, and walked in.
Richard followed one in and found that there was a cellar under the wooden building.
The cellar is very large, with an area of three to four hundred square meters, about the same size as a basketball court. Numerous torches were hung on the four walls, shining brightly. There were several wooden shelves near the walls, containing miscellaneous objects. I didn't know what they were used for.
At this time, Quentin said his second sentence to Richard so far, still without any clue: "You can call me Teacher Post."
"Pust?" Richard was stunned, looked at the other person and said, "Shouldn't it be Teacher Quentin?"
"Quentin?" After listening to Richard's words, the other party snorted coldly, "I don't like this silly-sounding name. From now on, I only allow you to call me Teacher Post, you know!"
"Uh, yes." Richard responded "obediently", but in his heart he felt that things were obviously not normal, and there might be some inside story to dig out.
At this time, Quentin or Poster spoke up and said to Richard: "Do you know what I want you to do?"
"I don't know." Richard shook his head. This was the truth.
"Then you'd better be mentally prepared." Post said, "I want you to come here to do something very difficult."
"A very difficult thing? What exactly?" Richard asked tentatively, hoping to get more information.
Pust did not hide anything. He probably felt that Richard, an ordinary and weak student, posed no threat to him and could never escape his control. He said bluntly: "To tell you simply, that is , I want you to come, not to be my student, but to be another person’s student.”
"Being a student of another person?" Richard looked confused.
"You are strange, aren't you? I can explain it to you briefly." Pust said, "The person I asked you to be my student is the oldest wizard in this gathering place. No one knows it except herself. How old is she? A hundred, maybe a hundred and twenty, or a hundred and fifty
Correspondingly, the opponent is very powerful. According to rumors, he was once a third-level wizard and the top master in the entire jungle hut, able to completely crush the other masters of the wizard organization.
However, because she is too old and has suffered many serious injuries, her strength has been declining in recent years - bit by bit, she has changed from a third-level wizard to a second-level wizard, and from a second-level wizard to a first-level wizard. If she continues, she might become just like an ordinary person, or even worse than an ordinary person, and eventually die of old age.
This also resulted in the other party having a very eccentric personality and losing her temper easily. Unless there was something very important, no one else would come into contact with her. The wizards in this gathering place had very little contact with her and tried to forget each other in this way.
But the other party is not so easy to forget. On the one hand, after all, the opponent still has the cultivation level of a first-level wizard and masters many profound spells, especially spiritual spells that are difficult to guard against. Once the other party is really angry, the second-level wizards will not dare to confront her and can only treat her gently.
In addition, the other party is also one of the guardians of the Jungle House Holy Land and holds the legendary key to the Holy Land. Although the holy place has only symbolic meaning for the people in the jungle hut and most people in this gathering place, it is different for others. As long as they can get the key... ahem! "
Post became more and more excited as he talked, and his voice became louder and louder, as if there was a secret that he had hidden for too long and he really wanted to share it with the others. But in the end, I realized something was wrong and stopped in time.
When Richard heard this, his heart moved: Holy land? One of the guardians? Key to the Holy Land? Hmm, that's interesting.
"Ahem." After coughing a few times, Post quickly returned to his poker face, looked at Richard and said, "I talk too much, and you probably won't understand. In short, as long as you understand, there is a person called 'Gu' Luo Nian, the old witch, is very powerful, I just want you to be her student."
"Of course, it's not easy to be her student." Post looked at Richard and added, "Especially with your ordinary qualifications, it is extremely difficult. You must train. Only through training can you become excellent. Only then can you gain the recognition of the other party and become their student, and then you will benefit immensely.”
Hearing this, Richard looked like he had learned a lot on the surface, but he couldn't help but shake his head inwardly: Poster's words could only deceive an ignorant boy.
Since the qualifications are not enough, why choose him? It is even more nonsense to become good through training. If qualifications could be easily changed through some training, then there would be no mediocre wizards in this world.
Based on the other party's two names and other performances, Richard analyzed that the other party seemed to have some plot against the so-called key to the Holy Land.
And very coincidentally, he also has some needs for the keys to the Holy Land.
In this case, he is willing to patiently cooperate with the other party for a period of time to see what the other party's purpose is.
Thinking of this, Richard looked slightly excited on his face and said to Post: "Teacher Post, I will definitely follow your instructions and work hard."
"That's good, by the way, put this on first." As he spoke, Post took a heavy thing from the wooden frame and threw it over.
Richard caught it with "some difficulty" and unfolded it and found that it was a vest. But it's not an ordinary vest. There are crystal plates tied around the vest. Weird textures are carved on the crystal plates, exuding vague, undetectable, but very dangerous fluctuations.
Richard had studied a lot of magic patterns. With a quick scan, he could confirm that the crystal plate was a very low-quality magic pattern, used to imitate the effects of some fire spells. The power is a bit greater than the white jade piece he made a long time ago, but it doesn't exceed it by much.
In other words, what Post threw at him was a bomb vest.
After seeing the bomb vest, Richard became more certain about his previous guesses. On the surface, he still looked ignorant. He put on the vest obediently, walked up to Pust and said, "Teacher Pust, I Now that I’m dressed, what should I do next?”
Post did not answer immediately. He looked up and down at Richard carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and then handed a dagger to Richard's hand.
The dagger also has magic patterns. Richard analyzed that the function of the magic patterns should be to break specific spell shields. The blade of the dagger is pitch black and exudes a faint fishy smell, which makes people feel dizzy after smelling it. It is easy to determine this: the poison has been quenched.
Pust said: "What I am giving you now is a precious magic tool. You must be careful not to get cut, otherwise your life will be in danger."
After finishing speaking, Push pulled Richard to the cellar.
I saw white lines drawn on the ground here, and piles of debris placed there, as if they were simulating something. There was also a doll with an ugly face in the corner.
Pust pointed at the puppet and said: "The training you have to do is to wear a vest, hold a dagger, cross the white line and obstacles from your current position, and run to the puppet as fast as possible. position, stabbing the doll's body.
"This—" Richard looked at Post, "Teacher Post, what kind of training is this?"
"Very important training!" Pust said without blinking, "This is training that Master Gu Luo values very much! Only through this training can you become his student.
If you stab the puppet now, it is a simulation. When the time comes, you will stab Master Guluo himself. Don't panic. In fact, it is absolutely impossible for you to hurt Master Gu Luo, but if you can get close to her body, you can be considered excellent. Do you understand? "
"..." Richard was speechless for a while, but on the surface he still cooperated and said, "Yes."
"That's good." Post said, patting Richard's shoulder encouragingly, "Let's get started, let me see your potential."