Popular science physics, teach a magic god?

Generally speaking, invigilators don't even bother to patrol.

As long as the candidates don't fight with each other and knock their brains out, who wants to care?

No one knows which candidate is the future star that Master Tesla values!

The great mage doesn't look at the faces of powerful people, so if he doesn't flatter him, he will become a flatterer, and big trouble will happen in a minute.

So much so that when Ren suddenly appeared next to the little fat man, many invigilators did not react immediately.

ah!

who?

As the examiner, the Archmage Harry Winston bowed to him?

Then he is Archmage Tesla himself!

That’s okay!

The little fat people here are all stupid.

He didn't even need to spread his perception. Just by hearing the exclamations and commotion around him, he knew that the person coming was of great origin.

"Ah! Lord Winston bowed."

"He is Master Tesla!?"

"Why is he here?"

You know, during the last recruitment, Tang Si, as the top disciple, was in charge. Even if Barbarossa Main Examination Hall is the core examination venue for this recruitment, Renne, who is rumored to have a great background, should not appear. Letting Harry, the legendary archmage, be in charge of invigilating the exams was definitely a good choice and gave the Barbarossa royal family plenty of face.

This time, it was the peerless killing god who appeared in person. This was no small matter!

For a moment, Barbarossa thought a lot.

No one thinks as much as the little fat man.

After hearing the comment, 'You are actually doing it', the little fat man's head was filled with the terrifying echo of "clang, clap, clap".

He thought about waiting for the price, and thought about shopping around, but he never thought that he still had the ability to directly provoke the ultimate boss of the physics school, Renn Tesla!

This is as outrageous as trampling a little lizard kid on the side of the road and provoking Godzilla himself.

If he knew what a couplet was, his couplet at this moment would be nothing more than:

[Jump left and right]!

[The highest bidder wins]!

Hengpi: Make a big death!

After a brief moment of shock, the little fat man's entire back was soaked in cold sweat. He doesn't understand the grievances and undercurrents of the major sects. He at least knows that if the goods promised to be sold to one family are turned around and sold to another, the matter will definitely become a big deal.

At this moment, he hated himself extremely. Why was he so blinded by lard that he changed his name and came to take the exam?

He forced himself to be lucky and ignored the hidden elements that surrounded him from all sides. He turned his stiff neck one by one and put on the unique business smile of a businessman: "Your Excellency, I don't know what your name is. ...Uh, what are you talking about? Why don’t I understand you at all?”

How could he not recognize Ren?

Even if you can’t see Harry, the examiner, bowing and saluting, you can still rely on the large strip of lightning on Ren’s body that is more docile and cute than a puppy, the legendary staff that seems to distort even the light, and the iconic [Li Zi Emblem], the identity of the person in front of me has already been determined.

Not to mention how astonishing the other party's unfathomable aura and the surging magic power as vast as the sea were in his perception.

The little fat man must pretend to be stupid.

If he doesn't play dumb, he's screwed.

Ren narrowed his eyes and stared at the little fat man, his eyes were like looking at a dragon cub nailed to a chopping board. The only remaining question was the difference between steaming and stewing.

"hehe!"

The universal reply phrase has unexpected and terrifying power at this time.

The little fat man could understand the meaning of Ren's laughter in any way. In the end, no matter how deliberately he thought about it, he would still come up with the answer he least expected.

The little fat man panicked. The other party's pair of extremely deep eyes gave him the feeling of seeing through all his secrets, clearly reminding him - do you think I believe your lies?

The huge strength gap between the two sides was like heaven and earth, and the little fat man suddenly understood that in the face of absolute strength, any little tricks were meaningless.

The little fat man who secretly complained almost peeed in fear. He fell off the chair first and almost rolled to the ground and knelt down on the ground, making his last struggle:

"Boy Antonidas, meet Lord Tesla!"

Ren felt it for a moment, then glanced at the candidate number on the table and the pseudonym that was obviously made up, and his smile gradually turned cold: "I'll give you one last chance to reorganize my words."

This time, cold sweat the size of soybeans immediately broke out on the little fat man's forehead.

He was really scared and kept kowtowing vigorously:

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Mr. Tesla! My name is Nostra Dante. I'm not hiding it on purpose. In fact, I have been a disciple of the prophecy school for a long time. This time, I came to take the exam purely for the physics school. I am curious about the magic and just came to see it. I really don’t mean to offend the School of Physics. All this was decided by me alone because I am ignorant. Please don’t anger the School of Prophecy.”

His answer caused an uproar from the crowd around him.

Leading an art caster is a taboo among major sects.

Everyone knows that if you can master the professional skills of two professions at the same time, it will probably be very convenient in battle. In reality, it is very difficult to achieve.

Because most professions have corresponding gods, many professional skills can only be mastered by praying to the gods and becoming his followers. Taking advantage of two families, unless the two great gods are in the same pantheon and have a harmonious relationship, is the greatest blasphemy.

Nocha brought out the School of Prophecy just to shut up Ren's mouth so that he would not embarrass an unknown person like him for the sake of the School of Prophecy.

The funny thing is that Nocha has no idea that he is not a nobody, but a gift from heaven!

The corners of Renn's mouth raised more and more obviously: the school of prophecy?

He did not answer Nocha's words directly, but instead asked something seemingly unrelated: "Oh, are you really interested in magic?"

The little fat man is still too young.

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never have imagined that a big shot like Renn would actually set a trap for a pawn like him.

He thought about it for a while, and he secretly changed his name and came to take the exam. He couldn't say that he was not interested in the magic of the physics school, right? If he angers this great mage who kills demons and dragons without batting an eyelid, he will be blamed.

The physics school’s ‘Infinite Counterattack’ is quite famous!

After thinking about his words, the little fat man replied: "I'm a little interested..."

As everyone knows, Nocha is being tricked.

Renn sighed inwardly.

Hate tauren, learn to understand tauren, and become tauren!

It turns out that the tauren is myself! ?

Fortunately, the little fat man is a man, otherwise Renne would have prided himself on being a hero.

Now that things have happened, he is not allowed to take even one step back.

Ren seemed to have forgotten the words [School of Prophecy], showed an amiable smile, and said the classic line:

"Want to learn? I'll teach you!"

The system immediately prompts: [The forced apprenticeship mode has been activated! 】