It was very convenient for Crick to use his cheat-level ability to search for talents. He sped up and used less than two days to go around the entire territory. He found eight youths with Perceptive Sense over 12 and Intelligence over 10. Based on his estimation, these talents should be enough to become low-level priests. After all, many of the low-level priests he had seen before only had this level of attributes.
Among these youths, there was a big guy called "Thatch" who had Perceptive Sense of 16! Although his Intelligence was only 9, Crick still chose him and even planned to recommend him.
What did 16 Perceptive Sense mean? For example, Crick's own Perceptive Sense was 12. When he sat in the house, people passing by would not be able to hide from him. He could even tell if the people passing by were wearing armor, and if they were tall and burly or short and skinny.
Crick's wife, the former baroness Amelie, had Perceptive Sense of 10. She could only hear if there were people passing by, and that had to be when the house was very quiet. If the people outside deliberately moved quietly, she would not be able to hear them even if the house was very quiet.
What about Thatch, who had Perceptive Sense of 16? Not to mention footsteps, he could even sense if someone stole a glance at him and would often turn to look at him. Moreover, he could accurately sense the kindness or malice of others. Back then, during the selection, a group of young people stood there. Crick looked at them one by one, and his gaze stopped on him for a moment. When he saw his attributes, he smiled. He immediately reacted and smiled as well.
Afterwards, Crick asked him why he smiled, and he replied, "Sir, I feel that you are very satisfied with me."
At that time, Crick was very, very shocked. He was stunned for a moment before asking, "Then can you feel what I am thinking now?"
"No, but you seemed very surprised just now." Thatch was a little puzzled. "Is there something to be surprised about?"
Fortunately, he could not! If this guy was really powerful enough to read minds, Crick would definitely be reluctant to let him learn to be a priest. It would be better to let him learn from Lavel or Rena, and in the future, he would be a spy disguised as a guard by his side.
This gave Crick a huge shock. He never thought that people with high attributes could be so powerful. He then thought of Wizard Felix — her Perceptive Sense was also 16.
Holy shit! No wonder she was so friendly after speaking a few words to him. Could it be that she had seen through his feelings of admiration for her powerful attributes and level?
It was a little embarrassing …
But it was too late to regret now. Moreover, it was useless to regret. Crick sighed in his heart and threw this matter aside to consider other things.
Most of these eight youths would be able to learn something, and Thatch might even be able to become a mid-level or even a high-level priest. But how could he guarantee that they would still be loyal to Keane after they learned their skills and wouldn't run away to find a better place?
No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a reliable solution.
There were always more solutions than difficulties, but where did the solutions come from? It was all thought up by humans.
No matter what method he used now, the other party would come up with a solution sooner or later. To put it in an extreme way, he could directly run to the ends of the earth. Could it be that he could still chase after him for thousands of miles? That was sick!
Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, giving up on the idea of restricting these young people.
If they didn't come back after they finished learning, then so be it. After all, they were learning to save people. No matter where they were, they would be doing a good deed. They would be upright and wouldn't lose face for Keane.
If they were willing to come back, Crick would naturally welcome them. If they wanted to go out and explore, Crick would also support them. The countries on Earth still supported outstanding young people to go abroad to study, and even to start a career abroad. As a transmigrator, he should at least have this bit of magnanimity.
Perhaps many years later, these youngsters, such as Mao Cao, would be successful in their careers and become famous figures. In turn, they might even be able to help Keane learn a thing or two from him …
Thinking of this, Crick felt much better.
He seized the time to give the young people an ideological education lesson, mainly telling them to "study hard, make progress every day", "don't be afraid, ask if you don't understand", "communicate more with teachers and classmates, make more friends" and so on.
Although these young people were still commoners now, most of them would become priests in the future. Becoming a priest was almost equivalent to stepping into the circle of adventurers and low-level nobles. They could no longer hold the simple, honest, and timid attitude of the commoners. They had to be more proactive in order to continue moving forward.
Crick spoke for a long time until his saliva was dry, and he didn't know if it had any effect. However, he felt that this was all he could do.
After the lesson, he treated these young people to a good meal, and let the servants of the baron's mansion help them freshen up and change into clean new clothes. The next morning, Crick took them to visit Mage Felix.
Felix couldn't help but be shocked when he found out that Krieg Keane had dragged his sick body around the territory and picked out eight decent youths in just two short days. He looked at Krieg with more respect than before.
Baron Keane's territory wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. A person who didn't know how to teleport or fly was able to go around the entire territory in such a short amount of time. He even carefully selected a group of talented people. His work efficiency was astonishing.
(I wonder how talented these people are?)
Thinking of this, she cast a spell. Her eyes lit up with a silver-white light, and she looked at those young people.
This spell could see a person's basic attributes and talent. Although it was not as accurate as Crick's cheat ability, it was enough — in fact, Crick's "Time Travel" was based on this spell, and was given after being modified with divine power.
At this moment, in her eyes, these young people were emitting colorful lights. These lights symbolized the basic attributes of their bodies and souls. If they had special talents or special bloodlines, there would also be special lights appearing — of course, it would not work if the talent was too weak or the bloodline was too thin.
And when she looked at them, she was shocked.
She had originally thought that it would be great if there were one or two young people with good aptitudes. Who knew that although these eight young people looked ordinary, and one of them seemed a little slow-witted, their aptitudes were shockingly good. Every one of them had perceptive abilities that far exceeded the standards of ordinary people, and their intelligence was also much higher than that of ordinary people. Overall, even the one with the worst aptitude had the possibility of becoming a low-level priest.
What surprised her even more was Thatch. This big guy looked a little silly at first glance, although his intelligence was a little low, but his perception was amazing. After all, he had not received any training!
Generally speaking, those who had received priest training would have their Perceptive Sense improved a little bit. When they became official priests, their Perceptive Sense would improve a little bit more. When they became intermediate priests and senior priests, their Perceptive Sense would improve a little bit more. Therefore, all senior priests had amazing Perceptive Sense. It was normal for them to be able to count a group of people at a glance. When a group of people was walking, it was normal for them to be able to hear the sound of footsteps. Even if there was a nest of ants crawling around, they could tell which of the ants were older and which were younger. Some of the more powerful ones could even see through most traps and magic arrays just by 'looking'. They could tell whether someone was telling the truth just by 'listening'. They could sense whether the space nearby was stable or fragile just by 'feeling'. As for determining the quality of a weapon by touching it with their hands and smelling it with their nose, they could tell whether the food was poisonous or not …
The perception of those outstanding high-ranking priests was so powerful that it was simply unimaginable.
If Thatch also received priest training and became a priest, it was estimated that when he became a senior priest, he would belong to this type of extraordinary and incredible perception.
Then, could he become a senior priest?
Felix was not sure, but at least in terms of aptitude, there should be no problem.
For a priest, if they wanted to improve their ability, the most important thing was to feel and understand God, so perception was the most important. Thatch's perception was so high that it was completely possible for him to become a senior priest. Although he might be a slightly stupid high-grade priest, so what? Behind the priest was God, and His Majesty the Void Mask did not care about his reputation. At the critical moment, he would definitely support the priest. No matter how stupid Thatch was, it was enough as long as His Majesty the Void Mask was smart.
That was enough. As for the rest, it all depended on the person's fate.
The silvery-white light in Felix's eyes gradually dissipated, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
When the effect of the spell was about to completely disappear, her heart moved, and she looked at Crick who was beside her.
She was shocked by what she saw, and her brows furrowed.
Although there were also lights of various attributes on Crick's body, the more intense ones were the lights of several Divine Powers. It could be seen that there were several Divine Powers entangled with each other on his body. She did not know whether they were good or evil, ominous or auspicious.
But no matter what, the body of a mortal was entangled with several Divine Powers, and these Divine Powers seemed to have some conflicting meanings. They would definitely hurt him!
(Maybe … this is his secret?)
Felix hurriedly suppressed the shock in his heart, and expressed that these young people were all very outstanding, and thanked Baron Keane for selecting them. She also specially praised Thatch, thinking that he had a bright future, but also encouraged him to be self-reliant and not let down his own talent.
After saying this, she was ready to leave with these young people, but before leaving, she thought of the strange situation of the Divine Powers entangling with each other on Crick's body, and could not help but ask, "Baron Keane, do you have anything else to say? Or … do you want me to help you with something? "
Crick was stunned, and then immediately became overjoyed, and tentatively said, "As far as I know, the Void Mask Amusement Park has been buying a lot of food to make wine, right?"
Felix was also stunned. She did not expect that he was not talking about the abnormality of his body, but something else.
"There is such a thing," she replied. "But because of the inconvenience of transportation, we always buy a lot of food at once, and directly use magic to store it away."
Crick laughed. "That's right, our Keane territory has a good harvest this year, and there is a large batch of food to sell. Can you spend a little of your time and see if it is worth doing this business? "
No matter how good a harvest a baron's territory was, how much food could it have?
Felix snickered in his heart, but he still accepted the request. He followed Crick and took a detour, arriving at a heavily guarded warehouse.
Opening the warehouse, she was stunned.
The golden grain was piled up like a mountain, almost filling the entire warehouse.
This was definitely not the harvest of a baron's territory!
She turned her head in surprise, wanting to ask something, but in the end did not.
Everyone had their own secrets, and behind such a good harvest, there must be a big secret. She was not good friends with Baron Keane, and should not ask about this kind of secret.
Crick rubbed his hands, smiled with some expectation, and asked, "These are all food that cannot be eaten this year … Can I sell them to you?"
"… Of course."
After Felix left, Crick stood in the empty warehouse and could not help but laugh.
"Now, even if those greedy people want to rob, there is no food for them to rob!"
Because of laughing, he could not help but cough violently, but the more he coughed, the happier he laughed.
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