Raise your head and look at the sign on your head and the sea of flowers behind the sign.

    Hart took a slight breath and wondered if he should go in.

    The qualifications of wizards are divided into five levels: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. The first level is the best and the fifth level is the second.

    As an apprentice who has been in the heart of silence for nearly a year, he knows very well that his fifth grade wizard qualification basically has no chance with an official wizard in his life. Even if he is lucky to break through the level, he can only be regarded as the bottom thing to help others.

    What stands out is a waste wood!

    Therefore, in the college, the treatment is slightly better than ordinary people without qualification.

    This is really unacceptable for the arrogant him!

    It''s agreed that everyone is the favorite of heaven. Why do I become the top?

    At the moment, looking at the sign above his head, he knew that it was one of the restricted areas of silent heart college, which was called the sea of dead flowers outside.

    The existence living inside is one of the strongest guardians of the heart of silence. It is said that even the Dean can''t do anything about each other, and the strength is also the level of a level 5 wizard.

    Although he could not understand the concept of level 5 wizard, he did not prevent him from knowing that the other party was absolutely powerful compared with himself.

    Basically, except for the members of the silent heart, even a mouse can''t come out of this place. Even birds flying in the sky will be forcibly dragged down if they don''t fly high enough. Even the members of the silent heart basically have to come out half dead after entering. Except for a few powerful tutors, there is no intact situation.

    Thinking of the freshmen in the same period who vaguely despised their own eyes, Hart swallowed his saliva and finally took steps into the sea of flowers.

    After stepping in, he didn''t feel anything, just like walking into ordinary flowers.

    The only difference is that the fragrance is stronger. Compared with standing outside, he smells some light flower fragrance. When he is in it, he feels that the flower fragrance is the only flavor in it.

    Smelling the fragrance in the air, he had an impulse to pick a flower for a moment.

    Just looking at the flowers wrapped in the red fog, he could not help but feel a burst of uneasiness. He felt that he should not die and touch them as little as possible.

    Besides, as soon as he walked in, he felt an inexplicable premonition, as if he subconsciously knew how to go to see the owner of the flower sea.

    It was a very strange feeling, as if someone had stuffed something into his head!

    He knew in his heart that this was the guardian''s means. At the same time, he was a little relieved and knew that the sign outside was not something to play tricks on others, otherwise he should have been lying down.

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    In the endless sea of bright red flowers, after moving forward for some time, he finally saw something outside the flower, or it was still a flower, but the flower was bigger.

    That''s what the red flowers in this sea of flowers look like after being magnified thousands of times. It is shaking its body slightly with the breeze.

    According to the feeling in his heart, Hart knew that the existence he was looking for was above.

    Before he took the initiative to speak, the huge flower bloomed, and a slender figure sitting on the stamen emerged from it:

    "What is your purpose?"

    Looking at each other''s golden vertical pupils, Hart only felt that his heart was like being held tightly. His sight suddenly began to become blurred. A feeling of dyspnea rushed into his heart, and even a cold sweat burst out on his forehead.

    Seeing the other party''s slag performance, Olga also had no choice but to smash his mouth. He gave a zero score to this wizard apprentice in his heart. He looked like he was going to faint before he even saw his face. It was really a weak chicken among the weak chickens.

    In these years of garbage guy''s life, he can pick up thousands of Warcraft souls every day. Although he has not advanced in the past 25 years, the blood in his body has changed twice involuntarily under the strengthening of the system, which makes his body begin to show some higher-level characteristics,

    One of them is that if a weak person looks directly at his face, his soul will have allergic reaction, dizziness and so on.

    Olga gave it a relatively easy to understand name [retreat of the weak].

    Normally, if he doesn''t strengthen it deliberately, as long as the soul is a little stronger than ordinary people, he should be able to be greatly immune to the influence of this state.

    Basically, if you mix the strength of a low apprentice, you can look directly at his face.

    The slag in front of him was obviously at the same level as ordinary people. He didn''t even mix with lower apprentices. He would fall into syncope just when he saw his eyes.

    I have to say, it''s really a waste wood.

    Looking at the other party who was about to fall to the ground, Olga tilted his legs and sighed helplessly.

    "No matter how bad you are, you are also your first fat sheep. Let''s give some face first..."

    So he silently closed his [weak retreat] ability for the time being.

    It has to be said that for this pure passive ability, it does not need any consumption to turn it on. Instead, it has to invest some power to suppress it.

    Looking at the relaxed looking opponent, Olga said calmly:

    "Garbage, raise your head, look me in the eyes and tell me what your wish is!"

    Look into Olga''s eyes.

    After some hesitation.

    Although Hart felt dissatisfied with the first two words of that sentence and wanted to appeal!

    However, the reason that people have to bow their heads under the eaves still crossed the gap between the world and race, and was automatically understood by him, so that he directly ignored his dissatisfaction, opened his mouth and said tremblingly: "I, I... Want to be a powerful wizard, so... I hope to have better wizard qualification..."

    The words are full of lack of confidence, and even the words are intermittent.

    He does not know whether the other party has the ability to change his qualifications, nor does he know whether he has that value, which is worth the other party''s help.

    So the question is, does the waste in front of you have this value?

    Under normal circumstances, it is difficult and impossible to replace his organs and give him higher qualifications, but it is absolutely not simple. At least ordinary wizards can''t do it.

    Otherwise, there would not be so few wizards in the wizard world.

    However, the art industry has a specialty, which is not difficult for Olga, because as early as in the last world, the source of his death and epidemic could make zombies, disgusts and other things. Now it is just a handy move for him to transform an ordinary person''s flesh and blood organs and create magic channels for each other.

    But is he the kind of devil who does good and helps others?

    Certainly!

    He is good at learning, good faith and keeping promises, moderating the masses, willing to help others, medical genius and recycling garbage. He has a false reputation!

    In the other party''s nervous eyes, Olga replied blandly, "I can meet your wishes, so let''s talk about the charging situation."

    After swallowing his saliva, Hart suddenly felt that the situation was very bad. He seemed to be slaughtered!

    A little want to leave