Chapter 7 Magician Characteristics, Qualifications and Disabilities
"Let's see what your qualifications are."
"Yes, Master."
Li Guanqi stood up and walked over, sat next to the table, glanced at the old dwarf in black robe standing on the table, hesitated to speak, but still did not ask.
He wanted to ask this person's name.
But if you think about it carefully, you shouldn’t ask.
This weird world is so weird, there is no background introduction, and he enters the "game plot" at the beginning, and he has no idea about the background story of his character.
I don't know if he should know the old dwarf's name.
What if he should know, but he asked out loud, isn't he seeking death?
To be on the safe side, it's better to stay silent.
"By the way, disciple, what is your last name?"
At this time, the old dwarf in black robe was playing with the dark red blood test stone in his hand, but he asked Li Guanqi a question.
Ah...so that's what it is.
Li Guanqi understood.
It turns out that this is a bit similar to the mode of the game The Elder Scrolls 5: Skyrim. First there is a game plot, and then the NPC asks you for your name, thus starting the "character creation".
From beginning to end, Li Guanqi forced himself to treat this strange world as a game.
Because for an eighteen-year-old like him, doing this can effectively relieve his negative emotions of nervousness and fear.
Only by calming down can you ensure that you don't make mistakes.
"To my master, my disciple's name is Li Guanqi."
"Watching chess? A true gentleman watching chess without speaking... What a good name, um, my teacher's surname is Wei Mingmo, and my courtesy name is Danqing."
"Disciple, please remember this."
Li Guanqi lowered his head.
"Yes, that's the Wei you were thinking of."
The old dwarf in black robe, or rather Wei Mo, nodded.
?!
Li Guanqi's heart skipped a beat.
But I didn't think of anything...
Wei Mo raised his head and looked at the hole in the roof. It seemed that through the cracks in the wooden boards, he could see the blue sky and the free world outside the house.
There was a look of confusion on his old face.
"As you might think, I come from the Daluo Dynasty, the Eight Kingdoms Pillar, and the Wei family, one of the Eight Kingdoms.
I am the eldest son of today's Wei Guozhu. Before I was five years old, I had a high status and was carefree.
It wasn't until I was five years old that I was diagnosed with dwarfism by a doctor.
The Wei family is one of the eight surnames in the country, and the members of the clan are full of glorious divine blood. The appearance of the dwarf and deformed child is an insult to the Wei family's bloodline and a stain on the Daluo surname.
Oh.
From then on, I was hidden away by my family and locked up in a remote small courtyard. I never saw my parents again. I was only cared for by one servant, and I was bullied by that person's eyes.
Until my birthday when I was twelve years old.
Because it was my birthday, I was able to be taken for a walk on the street by the servants while my face was covered. This was also the only day in the year that I was able to leave the courtyard.
It was also that day.
I accidentally learned from the chats of passers-by that I, Wei Mo and Wei Danqing, the eldest son of Wei Guozhu, according to the public opinion of the Wei family, had died at the age of five, hehe...hehe...
After I went back that day, I cried for a long time until midnight. I picked up the kitchen knife and put it on my neck, wanting to end this deformed life with my own hands.
But at that time.
A one-armed old blind man appeared.
He handed a stone in front of me, which is...this."
Wei Mo slowly handed the dark red blood test stone in front of Li Guanqi.
Bloodstone test?
Li Guanqi glanced at the dark red stone in Wei Mo's hand, and then looked up at him solemnly.
Dwarf Wei Mo.
The one-armed old blind man.
They are all disabled children.
He was vaguely aware that the group of conjurers seemed to be more special than imagined...
"Remember the characteristics of the conjurer."
Wei Mo's face was expressionless and his voice was hoarse: "The so-called characteristics of a magician are that if God doesn't give it, it will surely give it to you.
Whatever God lacks in giving you something, it will definitely make up for it in another aspect.
In other words, 99% of the time, the more serious the disability is, the better the person's qualifications as a spellcaster."
Li Guanqi was stunned.
If God doesn't give it, it will give it...
But God has always been kind to him.
A happy family, a height of 1.98 meters, a healthy body, top speed and jumping talent, a bright brain, and not too handsome, but at least very sunny appearance.
God gave him everything.
"You are in good physical condition."
Wei Mo looked at Li Guanqi's tall body, with hidden envy in his cloudy eyes, "As an ordinary person, you can get good development even if you join the army.
But in the world of spellcasters, a teacher can only say... that the characteristics of a spellcaster are indeed applicable to 99% of spellcasters.
But don’t be discouraged, maybe you are one of the remaining exceptions. While you have good health, you can also have good qualifications as a spellcaster.
bring it on.
test."
The old man in black robe took Li Guanqi's right hand, put his two fingers together and a dark green light appeared, and lightly stroked his palm.
Dark red blood seeped out and dripped on the blood test stone.
"Buzz——"
The dark red blood test stone suddenly lit up.
"oh?"
A slight smile appeared on Wei Mo's face, "Shang Ke, disciple, maybe you are really one of those 99%..."
"Buzz——"
The blood test stone continues to shine, getting brighter and brighter, until it becomes like a red light bulb, and the blood-red light illuminates the entire wooden house!
Wei Mo was shocked beyond measure.
"Such a high qualification?!"
"boom!"
The blood-testing stone suddenly exploded, and countless small pieces of stone flew apart. Li Guanqi was so shocked that he quickly retreated.
But Wei Mo seemed to be in a daze, completely ignoring the stones that wiped the blood stains on his face, and just stared at the table blankly.
After the blood test stone exploded, a small pool of red blood appeared suspended in the air. It was the blood that Li Guanqi had dripped previously.
And at this moment.
This red blood actually slowly turned from red to purple, until finally, it completely turned into purple blood.
"..."
Wei Mo looked at this scene and murmured to himself, his expression extremely complicated, with shock, nostalgia, anger, regret, thinking, entanglement, and coldness all in his eyes.
He spoke very quietly to himself, but Li Guanqi could barely hear him clearly.
——The son of Tongyou.
Tongyou!
Tongyou?!
Li Guanqi's complexion changed slightly.
The [Tongyou (Purple)] talent he got from the simulator turned out to be a real thing in the strange world, and he was also called the son of Tongyou.
"Disciple, your qualifications are very good, very good."
Wei Mo grabbed the purple blood with his left hand and retracted it into his sleeve robe.
Then he stretched out his right hand and gently rubbed Li Guanqi's head. The smile on his face was very kind, just like the kind grandfather next door.
"Master has changed his mind. Your qualifications are too good. Just relying on words and deeds is a waste of your qualifications. Anyway, I don't have much life left..."
"So be it."
Wei Mo had a gentle smile on his face and said softly to Li Guanqi: "As a teacher, I don't care if I live for another year and a half. I will pour all my cultivation into the curse insects, and then slowly feed them within two months."
for you."
"This means that in less than two months, you can achieve the cultivation level that you have spent eighty years of hard training as a teacher."