Chapter 77: Punk disappointment

Night fell on this land once again. Unlike the small town of Niailan where there is still a little hustle and bustle, the entire vicinity of the White Pagoda is completely silent. Due to the leakage of the abyssal breath, large areas of land are polluted into a weird black and red color. Whether it was insects or fine grasses, they all turned into distorted remains.
　　 Under the increasing wind, the remaining remains will become fine flying debris and disappear completely into the vast night!
The sky in the small town of Nigeria is very gloomy. The howling wind, suppressed air, and pervasive dampness all indicate that a heavy rain is coming. The townspeople who have been busy all day can’t take care of their sore shoulders, so everyone hurry up. Packing up the things outside, long-term experience tells people that this heavy rain must not be small, and the rags that are crumbling in the light rain cannot continue to protect their homes!
　　 In the White Tower, the punk who was studying an official-level alchemy potion received a notification from the early warning circle arranged outside the White Tower, and his booked apprentice assistant had arrived.
　　 The arrival of the apprentice assistant was as early as punk's anticipation. After all, an apprentice-level wizard had no concealment in front of the official prophecy spell.
　　The punk who is studying the bottleneck state is a little unhappy with the interruption of the visitor. The prediction spell clearly shows that this little mage has arrived in the town very early, and he came here so late. I really don't know what to do!
Punk, who is devoted to a formal level of pharmaceutical research, is not in the mood to explore the little girl’s itinerary. He has too many things to do. A lot of spells need to be practiced and researched. The practice of super magic skills is urgent. I hope this apprentice can be smart Some, that way can save yourself a lot of time.
　　 After putting down the tools in his hand without any haste, and carefully placing the half-processed materials on a tray that isolates the flow of energy, punk turned indifferently to open the door of the White Tower.
Bilan stood tremblingly in front of the gate of the White Pagoda. The towering gate was three times as high as Bilan. The white gate was a piece of regular marble with no cracks on it. The entire White Pagoda was here. It looks like a square tower directly carved from marble.
But the white marble white pagoda did not give Bilan a feeling of whiteness and cleanliness. On the contrary, just standing in front of the door, Bilan felt a filthy and evil atmosphere spreading across the entire hill, cooperating with the howls. In the cold wind, she only felt like countless forest ghosts surrounding her body, and this white pagoda was more like a monster who chose to eat. The dangerous and aura made Bilan only feel the urge to turn around and escape from the bottom of her heart. Rise.
"boom"!
　　 The door of the White Tower opened abruptly, and the huge sound seemed to be beating the drums of the soul in the dead night. Bilan trembled with fright. It was not until two steps back that he slowed down and looked inside the door.
　　 The hooded boy at the door has a face that makes girls jealous. He is wearing a blue robe, his light blue hair is covered by a hood, and his white hands are half of his robe.
However, in Bilan’s eyes, these were not the features that impressed her the most. Only the pair of gloomy, azure blue eyes made the trembling girl feel cold all over. Under the gaze of those terrifying pupils, Bi Lan just felt that many of the rhetoric he had thought of along the way had been forgotten cleanly.
　　 Now, she can't say a word!
Punk frowned slightly at the girl who was standing in front of the door and trembling like a cat facing a hungry wolf. He was very happy that more and more people saw that their first impression was no longer "Wow~ So beautiful. "Boy paper", but this kind of look makes punk unhappy, how can they make themselves like monsters crawling out of the abyss! As for being so scared?
　　 "You are late, come in"!
Punk, who is still obsessed with the experiment, has no time to pay attention to Bilan, who has been stunned for more than ten seconds. In his opinion, the psychological quality of this little girl (who is obviously older than you) is not suitable for his experiment assistant, and It seems that this little girl still belongs to the neutral and kind-hearted camp, and it is impossible for him to dismember the living.
Feeling the little girl behind him walking fearfully into the White Tower, punk immediately controlled the door to close firmly. He found that what he thought of "can easily recruit apprentices" was too taken for granted, and blatantly opened the abyss portal than It’s easier for people to misunderstand (misunderstand?) what one thinks. How can those mages who are more shrewd and timid than one choose to risk their lives to become apprentices.
In fact, by referring to the Sandalin Association created by the red-robed mages of the standard evil camp, has anyone heard that there will be voluntary recruitment of students in Sandalin? Which "source of students" of their class is not in Looting potential apprentices from all over the world and asking them to "enroll" forcibly, I believe that even if there is more knowledge and temptation, no more opportunities to wait, except for some crazy guys, no one is willing to take the risk of being on the experimental platform at any time Find an evil camp mage that you can't resist as a mentor.
　　 This is the purpose of prestige, it may not bring you strength, it may carry the burden of boring, but the prestige itself must not be ignored, at least before it has the power to sling the world!
　　Punk thinks that he probably has a deeper understanding of things like prestige.
　　 But now...
　　Punk turned around, looked at Bilan's eyes indifferently, and began to explain his "life plan" for the little student in a completely commanding tone:
　　 "I know your name is Bilan. Starting today, I allow you to call me a mentor. Your daily task is to clean the White Tower, sort out experimental materials, clean up..."
　　 paused slightly, and Punk glanced at the minced meat and internal organs stacked in the corner.
　　 Bilan also looked away, she only realized what those dark things were piled in the corner.
With punk's "reminder~EbookFREE.me~" she quickly recognized that those "things" were pieces of broken meat and bones. Bilan finally knew what the strange smell she had felt since entering the White Tower was. ............ That is clearly the smell of blood in the air!
　　 stared at the pile of minced meat still squirming, Bilan only felt a twitching in his stomach, and a severe nausea rushed from his abdomen to his throat.
　　 resisting the desire to vomit, the girl who saw this tragic scene for the first time had tears in her eyes, but she still insisted on listening to punk's next arrangements!
　　A sudden intuition tells the girl that if she shows any signs of disobedience now......will die! It will die miserably!
Punk paused for a while, and he watched the "fuss" Bilan becoming more and more deceived. This alchemist couldn't even accept this little scene. Would he take time to take care of his servant? Taran was a week late and delivered this kind of goods? That disappointed him too much!
If it hadn’t been for punk to know, if he killed the trash in front of him, not only would he become an evil mage, not only would he be guilty with the dwarven warriors of the good and lawful camp in Dolazi, but there would never be a second mage. As an apprentice for himself, he really wants to slaughter this seemingly unavailable "thing" as a test now, just because the number of experimental slaves is not enough...
　　 sighed secretly, and punk comforted himself: "It's okay, I will arrange some work for this little girl to adapt in the future, how much can it come in handy"!
　　 Stable. Because of the irritability caused by the failure of the experiment and the incompetence of the assistant (mainly the former), punk continued to face the pale Bilan clearly and arranged the "life plan" he had already made for the apprentice!