"Money? Haha, what do you think it means to a stranger who still has more than ten years in prison? I'll give it to you. If you find any good ideas in the future that haven't been tested, just send them here to reduce my sentence."

Okay, I've filled out your test, go ahead and submit it." After Spencer finished speaking, he chased the two of them away.

Annick took off his hat and thanked him and walked out of the room. Captain Parker, who had never spoken, said.

"I didn't expect the stingy Spencer to give you glasses. At least they are a magical item."

"Mysterious item?"

"Oh, I forgot that you are still a novice. Magical items are items carved or made by spirits or saints using magic power. Although generally speaking, they have a limited range of effects or are not very lethal. But they are not very practical small items, either.

There are no side effects. You just hold this thing in your hand. It is probably carved with a lot of color-changing runes and photosensitive runes to absorb the magic power of the collaborator. This thing usually absorbs your little magic power and stores it for use.

Maintain the discoloration of your glasses.”

"Is it valuable?" Annick didn't care about this. He heard from the captain that these things can only be done by spiritual beings. He was still two levels short of it. His only concern was how many gold pounds this thing could be exchanged for.

"Are you afraid of being poor? You have to convert everything into gold pounds to understand?" Captain Parker said, holding his face with his right hand.

"Ordinary people will not sell magical items. Even if they are sold, the material for carving runes is best made of gold, with appropriate extraordinary materials, and at least a week of careful work by a spiritual person. Even if you have these glasses, it will be better.

I can sell it for at least four or five hundred pounds, which is no problem."

Four or five hundred pounds? Annick converted his purchasing power, which is almost more than 200,000 soft girl coins on earth. Thinking of his two- to three-hundred-dollar myopia glasses that he bought at a random store next to the university town, Annick suddenly felt

I am afraid that what I brought with me is an antique cultural relic from the earth.

The two walked back to the first floor and handed the test report to the clerk. After reading it, she found a small card and quickly filled in the test content, and then handed it to Annick.

"Sir, please confirm. If there is no objection, I will seal it. We will have an extraordinary lecture every month. Specifically, on the 10th of each month, go to the reception staff on the first floor. They will be responsible for telling you where to attend the lecture.

"

I took the card. It said:

Name: Annick

Age:21

Nationality: Bruguet

Belief: Winter God

Extraordinary Level: Awakened

Strength:d

Speed:d

Endurance:d-

Magic:a

Potential:c

Awakening parts: eyes

Awakening ability: Eagle Eyes (c)

Note: The status of the user with this ability is stable, but the price is that the eyes are afraid of strong light.

Annick looked at it, D was probably the lowest standard, and A should be considered advanced. He was still an ordinary person in the extraordinary world. Although his eye skills should be more than C, even if it was calculated as A, his estimated potential would still be C or B.

-.

After giving it to the staff with a wry smile, he said.

"No problem. Is there anything else I should pay attention to?"

"Oh, if necessary, please don't do anything beyond the capabilities of ordinary people in front of ordinary people. If you want to leave the Kailang area, please report it in other areas in time. If you feel that you can take the initiative to release magic, congratulations on your upgrade.

Take the test again until you become a spiritual person or a higher level. Please come and listen to the lecture next time for the specific divisions of different levels of extraordinary beings."

Annick and his wife returned to the ground after playing like this today, bidding farewell to the cold sunlight below and feeling the return of vitality.

At the same time, on the second underground floor of the Special Operations Office, Spencer, a senior doll player of Eggers Castle and the noble Earl of Blood (self-proclaimed), was playing with his latest handmade doll. A gust of wind blew and the door to his room was opened.

, a burst of black smoke drifted in with the wind and formed an old man in the room.

"Why did you lie? I could feel the intensity underneath. If I hadn't known that a new person would be testing you today, I almost thought there was a saint coming."

"Old man, you didn't know how to knock on the door when you came here. Should I say whether you are in this state, the strongest saint or the weakest demigod? An old immortal who clearly has the power of demigods but cannot display the state of a mythical creature. Speaking of which

What, oh, mental power, it’s not even close to being a saint, this guy’s mental strength is almost as strong as mine.”

"So for your poor self-esteem, you lowered his level?"

"This is one thing. On the other hand, if you are too outstanding, you will easily be targeted. I am doing it for his own good."

The vampire in front of me cleaned her nasal cavity. If this were placed in an idol drama, it would completely break the young girl's fantasy about vampires.

"Only these and nothing else?" the old man continued to ask.

"I feel like he lied about his special abilities. Is it an underreporting or a type of ability or a cost. Maybe all three."

"You just go to work and fish for money."

"Look, no one in this building is fishing. It doesn't matter if you make a few mistakes occasionally. By the way, how old are you this year?"

The old man was thinking about how much it would cost to kill a vampire, but then he thought about the fact that the vampire in front of him was also a poor person, so he didn't care about it.

"Brugget and Luke were still fighting the Hundred Years War when I was born, and then the war ended when I was in school."

"Wow, then you are almost 700 years old, which is considered a long life among our vampires."

"Your blood clan is said to have a long life, but most of the time is spent in dormancy. The ancestor of your blood clan has been lost for more than two thousand years. The four princes are also dead, seriously injured and dormant. Outside, you are now composed of nine princes.

Vampire Council, the handsome appearance of your race has actually brought you misfortune. The demons from the source of corruption like to capture your Vampires to go deep into the deep. Although my old man cannot defeat your Vampire Grand Duke, it is very difficult for them to capture me.

Yes, you'd better remember the details, otherwise I can't think of losing another member of the vampire clan. If your vampire council knows about it, you'd better ask me to compensate you for some monetary losses and won't avenge you."

Spencer then remembered that although the old man in front of him was the weakest among the demigods, he was not someone he could afford to offend, so he had to say obediently.

"Although the boy just showed white light and looked like a believer of the Winter God, such a strong spiritual power did not show the holy symbol, which means that this boy is not a favored one by God. Unless he brings some spiritual power increase.

It is a divine weapon, otherwise it would be difficult to imagine that a non-god-loved person could have such strong mental power."

"Tsk, tsk, it seems the world is about to change."

"That kid doesn't look like a bad guy."

"It's not about him. The emergence of a seedling with such strong spiritual power means that our connection with the Supreme Heaven has been strengthened. Maybe the chosen one of the four evil gods has been born. Why don't you let him out and have a look?"

Spencer wanted to agree immediately, but the old man in front of him had never been so kind to him. Thinking of the old man's threat just now, he decided not to go out for a walk. If he met a believer of the source of corruption, he would be worse off than alive, so he hid in the cave.

I'm afraid this isn't safer than hiding next to the blood clan's Grand Duke.

"Ah, I have some dolls to make recently, so I won't go out."

"Okay, I'm leaving. Remember to inform me if there are any special circumstances." After the old man said that, he turned into black smoke and floated out.
Chapter completed!