After he was done, he contacted Oscar. As the applicant for the intermediate Pioneering Order, he had to handle the final handover. Oscar's injuries had completely healed, and he looked energetic. His blue 'tattoo' also looked more charming. To be honest, the more he looked at the blue baldie, the more Oscar felt that he was more and more pleasing to the eye. Most importantly, his strength had improved greatly. It could be considered a blessing in disguise. It was said that he had made a breakthrough in his arcane technique level, which had been stagnant for a long time.
He had heard about Wang Zhong's situation from Feng. It was not an exaggeration to say that this guy changed every three days. He expected that he would definitely gain something from this trip, but what Oscar didn't expect was that Wang Zhong was not the only one who gained something.
During this trip, almost everyone had improved in different ways. The depression they felt in the Holy City had been released, and more importantly, the battle had restored Sharmie and the others' confidence. This was not self-consolation. If they stayed in the Holy City, a place where geniuses and freaks were everywhere, most of the geniuses they were once proud of would become mediocre. The disparity between the strong and the weak among the same rank in the Holy City was not entirely due to the lack of talent and resources, but more due to the fact that the former geniuses' confidence had been shattered, and they had gradually accepted their fate and fallen.
Confidence was a very strange thing. If you had it, then you had it. If you didn't, then you didn't. No one could help you, and the only one who could give you confidence was yourself. The B-rank mission that Oscar had applied for previously was actually to help the newcomers build up their confidence, but the effect was obviously not ideal. He had heard of Sharmie's theory of a 'death party', which was that anyone could suddenly die, so everyone should gather every month while they were still alive … This made Oscar not know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed like it had completely backfired, and he couldn't say anything about it.
But now, Oscar could clearly feel that there had been a change in the aura of Sharmie and the others. They were less doubtful of themselves and more confident. Furthermore, it was different from the almost 'ignorant' confidence of the newcomers when they first entered the Holy City. They had completely freed themselves from pressure and order, and they had found themselves again.
Just based on this point, Oscar felt that everyone had really gained a lot this time. Strength could be improved slowly, but if they denied themselves and lost confidence, then they would really be ruined.
In addition to returning the Pioneering Orders, Oscar also received 5,000 Holy Coins. Wang Zhong's ability to earn money made Oscar gasp in amazement. A few thousand Holy Coins was definitely a large sum for any Holy Disciple who had stayed in the Holy City for several years, let alone newcomers. However, Wang Zhong seemed to be a freak born to break the rules. It was obvious that he had been on a private mission without any remuneration, but he could earn a few thousand Holy Coins just like that. Even if others sold their asses, they definitely wouldn't be able to catch up to his speed of earning money … This made Oscar a little depressed. After all, he had been in the Holy City for so long and was considered a little famous, but compared to Wang Zhong, it was a blow to his self-confidence.
After not coming back for half a month, Wang Zhong had already missed a few classes in the Tyrants, which made Wang Zhong feel a little guilty. It was impossible to say that he hadn't missed anything, but he couldn't split himself. For him, practice was more important than theory.
He definitely had to attend Arudiba's class. He was a teacher with a conscience, which was rare in the Tyrants. Wang Zhong had always respected this bald teacher, but it was a pity that today's class had just started when Wang Zhong discovered a rather awkward problem.
"Take out your own weapons. Let me see what you little fellows have chosen."
This was the homework that Arudiba had assigned half a month ago. He wanted all the students to find their own weapons and then bring them to class.
Wang Zhong still remembered that it happened to be the day he received news from Gong Yi that he had returned to Earth. Indeed, there was such a thing. He even tried to use his vision on the red crystal, but he didn't see any weapons. At that time, he didn't think much of it. He even thought that he could just casually get a sword or something for the next class. However, he was then completely distracted by Gong Yi's matter, and Wang Zhong had completely forgotten about it …
There was a series of clanking sounds in the hall, and all kinds of weapons were taken out from the space crystals of these apprentices. Swords, spears, and halberds were considered ordinary, and many apprentices even took out alchemy hammers for alchemy. There were many experts in the Tyrants who used hammers. Firstly, almost everyone in the Tyrants was an alchemist, and alchemy hammers were the standard for this profession. Many people were used to using them. Secondly, heavy hammers were often suitable for bold and violent combat styles, which the Tyrants had always admired.
Mo Ling, who was next to him, also took out a new pair of boxing gloves. Wang Zhong might have forgotten about this, but Mo Ling wouldn't. He had already prepared for it when he was in Katchirda. However, due to his limited conditions, he could only ask Gong Yi to get him a pair of rune gloves. Although it was far from the standard of a Holy City soul tool, the rune gloves had a faint stream of light flowing on them. They were definitely considered the best according to Earth's standards.
Mo Ling obviously liked this pair of gloves very much. He put them on and tried to circulate his Soul Power. Only then did he notice the awkward look on Wang Zhong's face.
Frankly speaking, the teachers wouldn't really do anything to you if you couldn't complete the homework assigned by them. It was just that Wang Zhong had completely ignored you, and it felt disrespectful no matter how he looked at it. He originally wanted to take out something from the space crystal. He remembered that Gong Yi had stuffed a lot of things into his space crystal before he left. Should he just grab one to replace it?
He didn't have time to sort out the space crystal after he returned, so he randomly grabbed it. Wine jar? Raisins? Dried fire scorpion? Straw mat? Rattan basket … Wait a minute?!
There was even a bunch of bananas. This was really awkward. Gong Yi, what did he mean by giving me a bunch of bananas … He did say that he would bring some local specialties, but it didn't have to be so old-fashioned, right?
"Cough cough …" Mo Ling nearly choked on his laughter. However, before he could laugh out loud, a chilling intent had already arrived before the two of them.
"Where's your weapon?" A huge figure appeared in front of Wang Zhong and Mo Ling.
There was no need to look to know that it was Teacher Arudiba.
Frankly speaking, perhaps even Wang Zhong himself didn't know that he had a rather special reputation in the Tyrants.
He was a second-class apprentice personally appointed by Great Teacher Kenso. Although there were many rumors that it was just an extra reward given by the Holy City to the champion of the CHF, that was just speculation and had not been confirmed. At the same time, Great Teacher Kenso was a very important part of the Tyrants. The title of Master Alchemist was not something that anyone could achieve.
Therefore, from the first day Wang Zhong joined the Tyrants, many pairs of eyes in the Tyrants had been secretly observing him. Of course, Teacher Arudiba, who was in charge of the Smelting Faculty, was also one of them. During this period of time, Wang Zhong came to listen to the Smelting Faculty's classes, and Arudiba really looked at him in a different light. He thought that Wang Zhong was worth teaching, but he didn't expect that Wang Zhong would treat his first assignment with such an attitude. Wang Zhong pretended to search the space crystal for a long time, but in the end, he didn't find anything. Needless to say, Wang Zhong definitely didn't take the assignment seriously.
"Sorry, Teacher, I forgot." Wang Zhong finally decided to tell the truth.
Arudiba's expression was a little ugly. Regardless of whether Wang Zhong really forgot or had other thoughts, there was no doubt that this guy didn't take what he said seriously.
He didn't intend to continue wasting time on Wang Zhong. If someone made a mistake in the Holy City, they would never get a second chance. Arudiba just glanced at him faintly. Back then, Great Teacher Kenso took special care of this kid, which made him have a lot of ideas. He didn't know what kind of background this kid had to be able to get the recognition of a Great Teacher. However, in the Holy City, if one wanted to move forward, it still depended on one's strength and attitude. If Wang Zhong didn't even have a proper attitude, then this kid was probably just so-so.
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