"Then..." When Allen was about to ask again, Derek and Brandt had already come back again, and they also had a document of the same style in their hands.

"It seems like we're back at the wrong time." After confirming that Allen would join them, their expressions relaxed a little, no longer as majestic as before, and they joked with Allen.

"It's nothing." Allen waved his hands repeatedly, signaling the other party not to think too much.

"Then let's sign here." Looking at Alan's performance, Derek did not ask what happened just now. He just placed the document on the table in front of Alan, moved his right index finger down, and moved it to a blank space where the name should be signed.

"Okay." Allen looked at Bor and picked up the black pen on the table and signed his name. The moment he signed, he seemed to feel a huge eye open in the dark, and a divine light scattered on him, repeatedly scanning and looking at everything about him. Allen only felt that his body became transparent and clear at that moment, as if all the secrets were exposed under the observation of the huge pupils. Even though he felt that he could not be discovered, he was still a little panicked at this time. He suppressed the huge fear in his heart, his body trembled continuously, and tried his best to resist the urge to escape from this place. Just when he was about to be unable to bear this pressure, the eye suddenly disappeared into the dark void again.

The moment Alan disappeared, the tense string in his heart suddenly broke, and the cold sweat suddenly appeared wet the lining of his body. His body trembled slightly, but he felt relaxed from the bottom of his heart, as if a thousand pounds of weight were moved away from his body.

"Boy, are you okay?" Allen came to his senses, looked at the big face in front of him, almost shocked, and took back his right hand that almost punched, and replied with fear, "It's okay."

"You boy's perception is very sharp." Hearing Allen's answer, Born said before he could speak, but Derek, who was standing beside him, spoke first.

Boer looked at Allen and raised his head after he looked up, "What did you see just now?" Boer asked.

"I saw a huge eye, which seemed to grow in the endless void, and the sun and moon shining in the eyes, surrounded by stars, and it emitted a ray of light to me, and I seemed to be able to see through my whole body." Alan regained a little calmer and clearly described his feelings just now.

"It's okay, that's a magical artifact in our empire, the Eye of Dawn, which has the effect of supervising the world and peeping into the world." Derek was relieved when he heard Allen's answer.

"However, it is rare to see a pure newcomer like you." Derek stared at Allen thoughtfully, and his interest-filled look made Allen feel a chill.

"So it's a necessary process." Allen understood the essence of the other party and felt relieved. He was afraid of something strange about the other party, and he was worried that he would be unfavorable to the passing years and had some monsters and monsters.

"All newcomers in the executive department will experience this time, not just targeting you." Brandt, who had been a little taciturn next to him, said, but the hot expression in his eyes made Allen feel a little underestimated, as if these two were not normal.

"You don't think we'll let you join so simply. Each executive commissioner will have a certain inspection and inspection before joining, checking the other party's qualifications, talents and loyalty, and preventing the other party from being a whisperer or a lurker." Brandt continued, "and after these initial inspections, when signing the contract, you will be influenced by a trace of the empire of the Dawn Eye on the contract, and the Dawn Eye in the dark is used to borrow some of its power to conduct the last step of the inspection."

"If there is no problem, then you will come back safely; if there is a problem, then your consciousness will be trapped in the void and unknowingly, and then the body and soul will be separated for a long time and die."

After hearing these words, Allen's heart was much more at ease. At least the other party belonged to him, and he could come back, so he should not see his time traveler problem.

"To be honest, your qualifications are very good. Is Allen interested in being a pastor? I will do my best to teach you." Brandt said excitedly, feeling a little impatient.

Allen was a little confused when he heard this sentence. Why did you start preaching me so well? I, a big young man, have to let me serve the gods before I even got married. However, Alan, who was returning from the early stage, gradually eliminated his reason, immediately reacted. What the other party said should not be a pastor in the traditional sense.

Sure enough, before Allen could speak, Brandt had already begun preaching. No, the explanation link, "Our Holy See of Light is an ancient force that has been passed down from the beginning of the Dawn Calendar. It has extremely complete extraordinary inheritance and powerful extraordinary material storage. It is the leading force in the world."

Brandt's velocity like a machine gun made Allen have no time to ask back, and he could only use all his energy to understand and analyze the knowledge. To be honest, although this velocity is indeed extremely fast for ordinary people, for Allen's perception of 16 points, it belongs to the category of hearing that can be clearly heard and energy considered.

However, before Allen could speak, Derek began to retort: ​​"Brant, you have enough, you have to remember that you are now in the Imperial Executive Office, not the Church of Light, you are first an executive commissioner and then the bishop of the Vatican of Light."

Derek's face had two sharp eyebrows, and he glared at Brandt with a unswerving expression, indicating that he would restrain his behavior. Seeing Derek's reaction, Brandt also found that he seemed to have passed a little, suppressed his thoughts, and the expression on his face returned to a peaceful state again, but the heat in his eyes had not disappeared.

Allen glanced at Brandt quietly, but was discovered by Brandt and threw a passionate look, which scared him so much that he immediately retracted his eyes and sat up straight, looking at Boll to signal him to explain.

"Since you have joined the executive department, you will sooner or later learn about these common sense. I will tell you something about it now." Boer looked at Allen's help and could not ignore it directly as if he hadn't seen it, and spoke in a deep voice.

"You saw that battle tonight, then you should be clear that there are not only flying crafts, steam locomotives that are popular in the world, gunpowder weapons that destroy cities and villages, but also the extraordinary powers hidden in the dark."

"The extraordinary is also called professions. It is generally divided into two categories: one is the caster and the other is the warrior. The representative professions of the caster include druids, mages, priests, and so on."

Speaking of this, Bol glanced at Allen, "Of course this has nothing to do with you."

Allen was a little puzzled but did not interrupt the other party. After all, this knowledge could allow him to understand the world very quickly. If he was damaged by a word or two, he would be damaged.

"In the future, warriors are more common professions such as warriors, wanderers, archers, etc."

Looking at Alan's thoughtful expression, Boer slowly spoke, "Of course, you can go to the library to read the most basic things about the knowledge I have mentioned. I remember there is a book "Detailed Explanation of the Basics of Supernatural Powers" there, which can solve your doubts well."

"However, just like those nonsense knight novels and fantasy novels that are circulating on insomnia, although there must be a big difference in reality, it is roughly consistent with your impression."

"So, which profession are you interested in?" After Boer said, his two eyes that looked like tiger eyes staring at Allen, and Allen couldn't help but lower his head and ponder.

"By the way, Brother Bor, I don't have to think about what it means when you say the caster." Alan was about to think, but suddenly remembered what Bor said before.

"The caster is indeed synonymous with power, and the most famous of them is mages, but they are not powerful because they become mages, but because they are powerful. And your qualifications cannot be very good at becoming mages." Bor turned his neck lazyly, stretched his waist relaxedly and replied.

"The mage, or most types of spellcasters, requires extraordinary intelligence, and you obviously aren't satisfied with that."

Alan's face was still calm, but the interesting haze appeared in his eyes. He did not refute Bol's words. He was still very self-aware of his own IQ. Although he was stronger than ordinary people, he was not the kind of amazing talent that was rare in the world. Therefore, he tried his best in his previous life and was just a 211 university. Alan in this world was similar, so he had no idea how ordinary his intelligence was.

The reason for the gloom in his eyes was because if the profession characteristics of Bor were in line with his impression, then the mage was the profession that was most likely to give him hope to go home, and the idea that he was cut off was a little disappointed.

"It's not that people who are just as intelligent but become mages, but these people often have extremely huge financial support behind them, so they can make great strides on the road to seeking the truth." It seems that they are quite experiencing Alan's mood at this time, so Derek also interjected.

"The conditions for becoming a spellcaster are extremely harsh, and the cost of walking on this road is extremely expensive. Even those talented geniuses rely on the offerings of the financial masters behind them, they have to take some work from time to time to maintain their study and research. Those who barely embark on the path of spellcaster are even more costly." Bor looked at Allen's calm expression, as if he could see his hidden unwillingness under that, and added another fire to make him give up.

"It's okay, Brother Bol, I understand." A bad-looking smile squeezed out on Allen's calm face.

"Warlocks are considered one of the casters. They also have a name called Bloodline Wizard. Because their ancestors have produced great figures, in order to maintain the inheritance of power and ensure that the family has enough strength to pass in the most dangerous times, they chose the method of bloodline transplantation. Although it affected the birth of talent to a certain extent, it also basically blocked the upper limit of growth. Of course, the bloodline materials that can make those mages with higher eyes look at are not simple things. For them, as long as they are not open to provoke those top forces, the inherited bloodline can basically ensure the continuation of the family."

"Isn't there any news about human body spontaneous combustion, opening a mouth and spitting fire recently? One of them is the awakening of blood power."

Listening to these words, Alan had the initial and most basic understanding of the extraordinary world, but it was not comprehensive.
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