"Do you want to sign up?" The staff at the registration office took out a registration form and placed it in front of Angel.
When the staff saw Angel pick up the pen and was about to start filling out the registration form—
"Sir, you may not understand something, the name you recorded in the Sky Tower will accompany you all the way, even if you arrive at the end..."
"Stop!" Angel waved his hand to stop the staff's nagging: "I know, the bigger the name, the better!"
The staff smiled: "it's fine if you know, sir, then I won't disturb you."
Angel picked up the pen, filled in the name he had already thought of, and put it in front of the staff aggressively.
The staff member picked up the registration form with a smile, wanting to see what nickname this handsome and acquainted boy would fill in... When the staff member's eyes fixed on the top of the form, his smiling expression instantly froze.
"I! Yes! Really! Reason?"
Angel said triumphantly: "How about it, it's famous, I thought about it for two weeks before I came up with it!"
The staff member froze and forced a smile: "Sir, this name is too big. But it's not good as a nickname."
Angel blinked: "What's wrong? I think it's pretty good."
The staff twitched the corners of his mouth: "Sir, you have to think about it, if you become an official wizard one day, this name will spread. What do people call you? Do you call you a 'I am the truth' wizard? I can't understand it. ."
"That's what you said, too." Angel took over a registration form again, and quickly filled in the name after thinking about it for 2 seconds.
The staff took a look, and his face remained unchanged: "Absolute truth."
"Sir, this name is not easy to pronounce. How about changing the name to the sage of truth, the door of truth?" The staff sincerely suggested.
Angel shook his head, I don't want to be a sage or something.
"What do you want to change to, sir?"
"Everyone's good friend?"
"It's not a name, it's a short sentence."
"Then... I have a bird." Angel nodded to Toby on his shoulders, and Toby immediately raised his chest.
"This name is not very good, it will be misunderstood. Think about it again." The staff was still smiling, but their hearts were already starting to go crazy. To the person who went to the wrong shed!
Now the staff just wants Angel to think of a random name, apples, strawberries, flowers, etc. It doesn't matter if the name is big or small!
Seeing that Angel was still hesitant, the staff said, "Mister, it's better to choose what you like and add a noble title. For example, Princess Brown Sugar, Prince of Great Sword, Queen of Opie or something?"
"Is that so? Then... Baron of Milk?" As soon as Angel said it, he immediately denied it: "No, this name doesn't match my tall image."
"Is that Baron Milk? Okay, I've written it down." The staff's ears moved, and the smile on his face was very sincere. The pen in his hand quickly wrote down the title, and then pushed Angel out.
"Your Excellency the Milk Baron, if you are going to enter the ring now, there is the lottery area, please... bang!" The staff said, taking advantage of Angel's stunned state, and closed the door of the registration office.
By the way, throw a crystal clear card in front of Angel.
Angel quickly turned his head and slammed on the door: "No, I want to change my name! This name is not suitable for me!"
Inside the door, the staff took out two balls of cotton from the drawer, put them in their ears, and continued to work gracefully.
Angel patted and yelled for a long time, attracting the attention of the entire registration hall. Under the gaze of the cold eyes, Angel slanted his face and gave up to continue knocking on the door.
"The milk baron is the milk baron. Anyway, I wear a hood when I go on stage. If I can't see my face, it won't affect my tall image... Right?"
With a hint of sadness, Angel put on the hood that came with the black sheet, picked up the card on the ground, and fled the registration hall in a daze.
The lottery area is actually equivalent to the backstage of the competition arena. Angel lifted the curtain of the gate of the lottery area and walked in. Now all the contestants are staying here.
The contestants were dressed in weird clothes, as if they were in the dressing room of a drag party. Angel walked in the huge lottery area for a while, smelling all kinds of strange smells, and came to the lottery box.
When Angel stood in front of the lottery box, almost all the contestants looked over. Perhaps Angel's lottery was himself, and they naturally cared very much.
All kinds of murderous, gloomy and oppressive, seductive and sneering eyes swept over Angel.
"This contestant, please show your personal information." Behind the lottery box was a middle-aged woman, wearing a black-gray uniform with a high bun, and said with a serious face.
Angel took out the thin crystal clear card.
The middle-aged woman took it and brushed it on a crystal-like alchemy machine. Angel's name immediately appeared on the transparent screen on the table.
"Milk Baron..." The middle-aged woman glanced at the name, her originally serious expression suddenly froze, and the corners of her mouth showed signs of slightly upturned. Looking at the little boy in front of her who was wearing a hood, but her body was obviously not growing up, she somehow felt that the name and person were very suitable.
At the same time, other players in the background also saw this name. There was an instant burst of laughter.
"Baron Milk, ahaha, that's the name! It's a brat!"
"Hahaha, I can beat ten of such a brat! Be sure to give it to me, and watch my Lancang Death cut him in half!"
"Lancang Death God? Hehehe, I refuse to accept the authority of the church!"
"Get out of the way and let me, Bishop Dawn, come and drink this glass of milk!"
The middle-aged woman behind the lottery box said in a rare gentle tone, "Your Excellency the Milk Baron, do you want to start the lottery now?"
"En." A low squeak came from under the black hood.
"Okay, please." The middle-aged woman motioned for Angel to draw lots.
The lottery box is a small square box. Angel stretched his hand into it and realized that the space in the box was unexpectedly large. Unexpectedly, a small lottery box has extended magic patterns in it, and the strength of Sky Machine City is indeed tyrannical.
Angel took out a ball at random. There was a row of numbers on the ball: o38794.
The middle-aged woman took the ball and quickly recorded something. After a while, a line of words appeared on the transparent screen in front of her: Milk Baron vs Black Jack, and half an hour later, the seventh arena on the first floor of the Sky Tower.
When the middle-aged woman saw the object of Angel's battle, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and her eyes looked at Angel with a hint of pity and regret.
"It's Black Jack, it seems that I have nothing to do with it."
"This kid actually met Black Jack in his maiden match. It is estimated that his psychological shadow will be infinite in the future..."
"In the future? Hehe, I guess this little guy has no future. Think about Black Jack's methods."
The rustling voice from behind came into Angel's ears. Listening to the discussions of other players, this black jack seems to be quite powerful? Angel recalled the information about the Sky Tower seed players compiled by David, and there was no Black Jack's name in it.
Then why should he be afraid.
Angel took his information card carelessly, then turned and walked towards the player area.
Because the name was too bad for his image, Angel didn't plan to communicate with anyone, so he didn't go to the place where the players gathered, but found a corner.
The waiting time was boring, so Angel simply meditated.
But not long after meditating, I heard the sound of footsteps. Angel frowned, the place he chose was rarely visited, how could there be footsteps
When he opened his eyes, he saw a strangely dressed man standing in front of him.
Yes, the quantifier used by Ingres is "only".
Because the person in front of him was wearing a white bear jumpsuit with white bear ear hoop on his head. Coupled with his white and fat face, if you don't look carefully, he looks like a doll bear.
"Hello, Baron Milk." The white bear waved at Angel.
When others greet him kindly, with Angel's usual character, he will definitely respond kindly. But at this time, because the name was too shameful, Angel decided to create an exclusive character design for the "Milk Baron", to keep him from a thousand miles away, so as not to reveal his true body.
Thinking of his own character, Angel snorted arrogantly and did not respond to the greeting of the white bear.
Angel's attitude didn't make the white bear flinch. Instead, he sat down near Angel and said with a smile, "Count Milk, I also like to drink milk. Let's be friends."
make friends? Angel looked at each other through the hood, and did not comment on the white bear doll costume for the time being. His face was chubby and looked like he was in his twenties, a bit like a grown-up version of Alan Munn.
Angel continued to snort coldly, and said in a loud voice, "I'm not interested in milk, the name is a misunderstanding!"
Bai Xiong smiled: "That doesn't matter, fate made you choose milk as your name, even if it's a misunderstanding, maybe this misunderstanding was created by fate to guide us to meet. So be friends, my name is the earth Bear, you can call me White Bear, or Xiong Xiong."
Brilliant... Angel shivered from the cold, and this man sipped "destiny", reminding him of the fortune-teller in martial arts. God blah blah blah, no formality.
"Hmph—" Angel snorted, and acted arrogantly in my true colors.
Bai Xiong didn't care about Angel's attitude, but continued to talk to himself with a smile: "I saw just now that your first opponent is Black Jack. You have to be careful about Black Jack, this person is not a good person."
Seeing that Angel still didn't respond, White Bear paused and continued: "Black Jack is famous on the first floor of the Sky Tower, and his strength could have advanced to the upper floor, but he would rather not contribute, nor Promotion. Because ah... He is a famous sadist with strong sadism. The more tender his opponent is, the more excited he is to be sadistic. So he stayed on the first floor as a nail household, and chose new people to start with."
"Black Jack is a wizard apprentice on the mysterious side. No one knows which department it is. But he has a trick that can block people's mouths and make people unable to speak." White Bear paused: "So, if you are not sure, then , please be sure to admit defeat before the referee announces the start."
Angel doesn't care about Black Jack's strength. He glanced at the white bear and said, "Tell me, what is your purpose in approaching me?"