I am God

"Ma'am, I want to open a blacksmith's shop next to your residence. The mountains and rivers are so peaceful here, and I like it very much."

Xiu Xiangxue was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "I'm not a landowner here, you can open a blacksmith shop if you want, but you have to pay if you want to eat and drink at my place."

Linus laughed heartily and replied: "Don't worry, ma'am, I, Linus, have no other skills, but my blacksmithing skills are comparable to those of the dwarves in the Dark Elf Kingdom. The business is definitely booming, At that time, I will cover all the food, rice, oil and salt!"

Linus is a person who does what he says and does. In the afternoon, he took a carriage to Hutton Mar and paid for dozens of construction workers to build a simple blacksmith's shop next to the thatched hut that was repaired to the snow.

The next morning, Xiangxue's hut ushered in an elderly grandfather, who was the head of the village where Xiangxue lived ten years ago.

"Little Zhezi, I'm here to pick you up to participate in the magician selection." The old man's old voice sounded from outside the hut, Xiu Xiangxue didn't dare to delay to put down the dishes and chopsticks he was scrubbing, wiped his hands, hurried out and said with a smile: "Village Chief Xue, that kid Xiu Zhe is getting dressed, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

Xue Song stroked his silver beard, his wrinkled old face was full of kindness, and he walked slowly into the hut, found a chair and sat down.

"Zhe'er, hurry up! Don't make your grandpa Xue wait." Xiu Xiangxue frowned and shouted.

"Xiaoxue, it's okay." Xue Song waved his hand and continued, "Today is a very important day for little Zhezi, so naturally you have to dress up well."

As soon as the words fell, Xiu Zhe came out of the room, dressed in a clean and simple commoner clothes, for today Xiu Xiangxue took Xiu Zhe to pick out two new clothes, and went to the most lively and bustling place in the Alvin defense line How can the region wear those patched clothes?

"Grandpa Xue." Xiu Zhe bowed slightly and looked very polite. In the past ten years, Xue Song has helped Xiu Xiangxue a lot. In that era when everyone was screaming and beating, Xue Song relied on his position as the village chief to forcefully stop the villagers. The foolish behavior of Xiu Zhe and Xiu Xiangxue should be burned to death.

When Xiu Xiangxue was kicked out of the village by the villagers holding the infant Xiu Zhe, it was Xue Song who secretly asked someone to build a hut for Xiu Xiangxue.

Xiu Zhe hated those villagers deeply, but was especially grateful to Xue Song, even treating him as his real grandfather.

The sound of the carriage approaching came Xue Song stood up, rubbed Xiu Zhe's head, and said with love in his eyes, "The carriage is here, let's go, Xiaoxue, we will be back in seven or eight hours."

Where did Xiu Zhe ride in a carriage before, his immature face was full of excitement, he carried a backpack with dry food on his back and pulled Xue Song bouncing towards the carriage.

"Zhe'er, don't torment Grandpa Xue!" Xiu Xiangxue shouted loudly standing at the door of the hut.

Xiu Zhe froze all of a sudden, Xue Song waved his hands and coughed a few times and said, "It's not a problem, it's not a problem, your grandpa Xue and I were also martial arts practitioners when we were young, so we can bear this torment."

The old and the young got into the carriage and rushed towards the most prosperous and most dangerous Boulder Valley on the Alwin line of defense.

Xiu Zhe seldom leaves the village, but he still knows a little about the name of Jushi Valley. It is the most famous entrance to Lorraine Forest, a trading point for various rare minerals and medicinal materials, and also many mercenaries who lick blood on the tip of their knives. Assembly point.

After nearly two hours' journey, the carriage arrived at the Boulder Valley. Xiu Zhe took out a silver coin and handed it to the groom. In this continent, one hundred copper coins are equivalent to one silver coin, and one hundred silver coins are equivalent to a gold coin.

You must know that Xiu Zhe's clean clothes only cost fifty copper coins, and this time the one-way journey is worth one silver coin, but there is no way around it.Xiu Zhe can walk on foot, but an elderly person like Xue Song must not be able to bear it.

Naturally, Xiu Xiangxue would not let Xue Song take this fee. It would be a great help if he promised her to bring Xiu Zhe here. Xiu Zhe.

"Loran! Lorraine! We don't want to go deep, we need a magician or priest who can heal the wound!!"

"The wolf head mercenary group is recruiting, is there any qigong master who can read qi?!"

The captains of the various mercenary regiments were shouting hoarsely to win over the mercenaries who were going on an adventure with them. Xue Song held Xiu Zhe's immature left hand and walked all the way to the branch of the Magicians Guild, while Xiu Zhe was like a curious baby. I also looked around at the various items placed on the stalls on both sides of the street.

In about ten minutes, Xiu Zhe saw the magnificent building and couldn't help sighing in his heart. The clock tower on the building was particularly conspicuous, and under the huge time clock was a simple code sign made of pure gold.

rich!This is Xiu Zhe's first impression of the Magician's Guild. It is indeed the richest group on the mainland. If a branch is full of money, what will the headquarters look like?Build a building with gold?

Seemingly feeling the gazes from all around him, Xiu Zhe turned his head and saw many people's gazes were focused on his right arm, some of them were just whispering to their companions, and even pointing at themselves and their companions with unscrupulousness chat.

Xiu Zhe's excited expression disappeared and was replaced by a gloomy expression. Although the passers-by did not show any particular disgust, the disgust was still on their faces.

　Little Zhezi, don't be surprised by other people's eyes, you are you, not a sacrifice of ghosts and gods, nor an existence that attracts people's disgust. "Xue Song said in a low voice.

Xiu Zhe took a deep breath and nodded heavily, the gloomy look on his face eased a lot and said in a low voice, "Grandpa Xue, let's go to line up."

Xue Song smiled slightly. There seemed to be more creases on his smiling face. Xiu Zhe, who was only ten years old, showed a mind far superior to his peers. This has something to do with his ghost hand since he was a child. Who can tell?
Withdrawing his thoughts, Xue Song led Xiu Zhe into the long queue for the selection of magicians. Xiu Zhe ignored the whispers of the passers-by and stared straight ahead with a cold face.

The annual selection of magicians will naturally attract a large number of people. As long as there is a trace of sensitivity, they can proceed to the next round of tests. It is said that people with ten levels of full-level sensitivity do not need the next round of tests and will be sent directly to the Academy of Magic The class is taught by the great magician Shalan himself.

After queuing for nearly half an hour, it was finally Xiu Zhe's turn to test his sensitivity to magic.

"Put your hand on this crystal ball to measure your sensitivity to magic. The brighter the light, the stronger your sensitivity to magic." The staff explained in a calm tone, as if it was not because of Xiu Zhe's ghost What emotional changes are produced by the hands.

Looking at the crystal ball in front of him, Xiu Zhe raised his right hand, thought for a while, put it down, and touched the crystal ball with his left hand.

Five seconds passed in the blink of an eye, but it was a torment that lasted like years for Xiu Zhe. The man in front of him was also in the same process, and that man did not have a trace of magical sensitivity.

There were already beads of sweat on Xiu Zhe's smooth forehead, and the staff sitting opposite seemed to have expected this situation. Ten seconds after Xiu Zhe's hand was placed on the crystal ball, the staff said indifferently: "There is not a trace of it." Magic induction, next."

The short words were tantamount to announcing the death penalty, Xiu Zhe's immature face turned pale instantly, Xue Song sighed and put his arms around Xiu Zhe's shoulders and said, "Let's go."

"Wait a minute." A gentle male voice sounded, and Xiu Zhe followed the voice and saw a man in a luxurious robe striding over with a warm smile on his face.

"Master Gu, why are you here?" The staff hurriedly stood up, respectfully bowed slightly to the young man and said in amazement.

"Master Alice, the bard, prophesied that a chosen son would be born in the selection of magicians here this year. Master Sharan specially ordered me to pay attention. I think the boy in front of me seems to be not simple. Have you ever seen anyone like that?" A young child with a ghost hand?" Master Gu said coldly, obviously he was not satisfied with the perfunctory and thoughtless attitude of the staff.

The staff retreated to the side in embarrassment under the gesture of Master Gu's eyes. Master Gu changed his face and said to Xiu Zhe with a smile, "Son, can you put your right hand on the crystal ball and test it again?"

The disheartened Xiu Zhe also had a spark of hope in his heart. Yes, Brother Linus also said that his ghost hand is an unprecedented special case. What if the sense of magic really resides in the right hand?
Xiu Zhe's heart became active, but he still didn't put too much hope in it. Although he was young, he knew a lot of things, and he knew very well that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Slowly put his right hand on the crystal ball, Master Gu's warm smile gradually disappeared without any change in the crystal ball, ten seconds passed quickly, Xiu Zhe knew that there was no possibility to withdraw his right hand He said bitterly: "Grandpa Xue, let's go."

Xue Song couldn't bear to look at Xiu Zhe who had no expression, but he was just the head of a small village and couldn't help Xiu Zhe at all.

Master Gu secretly sighed, looked at the young man's lonely back, restrained his emotions and said, "Next."

Xiu Zhe didn't go far, only to hear the crowd start to commotion. Driven by curiosity, Xiu Zhe turned his head and met a girl's gaze.

The crystal ball on the table had already been torn apart, the sweet smile that the girl showed when she looked at her, and the wide-eyed Master Gu who couldn't close his mouth were reflected in Xiu Zhe's eyes.

"This is the tenth level of full-level magical induction!!" The gentle and refined Master Gu couldn't keep his composure any longer, he looked in shock at the little girl whose eyes were fixed on Xiu Zhe, and shouted inarticulately.

A look of envy and disappointment flashed in Xiu Zhe's eyes, he turned around and left the street with Xue Song and disappeared among the crowd.