C4 Ready Roaming Forest?

The next day, Riester found out from his teacher that the silver energy was actually an extremely condensed Saint Force. And as a Divine Job with a Bright Church, as long as a sliver of a liquid Saint Force condenses within their body, it would be sufficient for them to become a high level priest.

When he said this, the instructor's expression was indifferent, but Riester could still hear the faint pride in his voice.

Of course, Wyer indeed possessed power worthy of being proud of. However, at the same time, Riester also felt a little puzzled. Since the professor in front of him looked like this, there was no need to even mention ordinary mid-ranked priests, he was even more powerful than high-ranked priests. In his eyes, let alone a sliver, the Light Flow in the instructor's body was basically seven silver snakes swimming in his body.

Although the instructor was only slightly taller than the average person, but yesterday, in Riester's eyes, the seven tigers in the instructor's body were like seven giant pythons entrenched in the forest, huge and full of terrifying power.

Are there seven limits to the bottom? He didn't know.

Then … Why was he still a beginner priest?

Even though he was the strongest … Riester couldn't help but express his doubts.

Wyer, who had long noticed Riester's strange expression, said, "Divine Job and ordinary Job have different grades."

Hearing that, Riester became even more confused, "Huh?" He looked up, his face a mask of ignorance.

Wyer turned around with a smile. However, he gave him a painful knock on the head, and continued, "On the continent, it is common for a professional to have a higher title as long as their strength and skill increases. And the method of dividing into ranks, the method that most people would accept the most was the 'Absolute Method'.

"In other words, in a fixed environment, the lower ranked jobs would definitely not be able to beat the higher ranked jobs. On the other hand, as long as a person could defeat almost all those of the same rank as him, and even tie with someone of the same profession that was of a higher rank than him, then it could be considered a breakthrough.

"It's complicated to talk about, but many people can naturally feel if they have levelled up or not. The test method is also very simple. With enough strength and skill, he could find someone to fight with.

"It's hard to determine the location, but most of them have found their own locations." At this point, the instructor seemed to be a little envious and sighed.

"Apart from the positions of deities and magicians, the majority are divided into low, medium, and high ranks. As for those higher existences, they are all called the Super Professionals. They represented a group of people who could not be matched in numbers, who had transcended rank … "The experts." Although the instructor was looking up at a level that was out of his reach, the disdain in the corner of his eyes made Riester guess that the mentor might be more than just a high-ranked priest …

"However, many of the titles of the priesthood are related to power and profit.

"Thus, those with strength might not necessarily be able to raise their title. As long as they don't become too useless, the majority of them would be able to do so..." Speaking this way, the instructor stopped and after recalling a little, he raised his head and said indifferently, "A few years ago, my strength was only on the verge of breaking through to intermediate priest, it wasn't really high. However, for the incompetent people who were queuing up in the Church to ascend to the next rank … It was already so high that it could not be ignored.

"As a result, it became commonplace to push people out of the way. Even when I was preparing to apply for a promotion, I would often forcefully press on some useless inspection tasks to transfer me away.

"In such an environment, not to mention getting promoted, even my strength is starting to become unstable." Although the instructor said this expressionlessly, his tone was still a little agitated. Taking a deep breath, the instructor's expression suddenly became firm yet disdainful, as if he had come back to his decision. He patted the silver stripes on his sleeve that represented Patrolling Priest and proudly said, "So. I volunteered to apply for a 15-year term of Patrolling Priest. Away from the holy and unholy place. "

Riester, who heard this for the first time, was so surprised that he couldn't believe it. However, the strength of a mentor was very strong, and his position was very low. All of this proved that he was standing right in front of him, and the teacher's peaceful face seemed to be explaining to him … The world is not good.

Seeing Riester's hesitation, Wyer knew that this brat must be sympathizing with his future, at the same time feeling uneasy …

Alas, what a good child …

After sighing with emotion for a while, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

Actually, the reason Wyer was pushed aside was because he didn't think much of others. Other than a few higher-ups who believed in strength, most of the censors thought that if someone like this was sent to a medium-sized city as a priest, the rumor of the Church nurturing demons would spread across the continent.

However, Wyer's power was too great. Even if he didn't get promoted to a higher level, as long as he had a little bit of power, he might become a bishop in the future due to his meritorious service. At that time, it would be even more fun.

Therefore, under the pressure of the same intention, Wyer's life would be so miserable. Back then, when Wyer applied for Patrolling Priest, a small application was sent back to him urgently after a short 2 days of examination. On it, there were 19 bishops approved seals, and the entire application was filled to the brim with bishops, accounting for a third of the total number of bishops in the Church.

For a basic level priest like him, the audit was truly shocking. It had never happened before, and it completely expressed the Church's respect and impatience. After all, although such a genius was a little strange, he might be able to understand his own problems if he went out for a walk. As long as he could be more like a normal person, there would be plenty of seats for him to sit when he returned to the Church.

But for Wyer, it only made it more certain that there were quite a few of the upper echelons who were going to be excluded. After seven years on the road, he looked like a normal person, but it was only because cheating made it easier to achieve his goals, and it didn't frighten or destroy his experiments.

For example, this was a good experiment.

"Child, actually, I'm rather glad that I came to be Patrolling Priest …" Wyer patted Riester's head in relief and said: "When I first became Patrolling Priest, I took your senior brother, although I don't know what to do. But you have to do it. So we began to travel, collecting books about Patrolling Priest while we travelled. While your senior was doing some physical training, I was reading.

"Soon after, I began to take an interest in the ancient books." Saying that, Wyer, who was always calm and peaceful, revealed a smile.

"Very soon, with the cooperation of your senior, we finally have some understanding of ancient techniques.

"It's a pity we don't have enough time. We can only give your senior brother a little bit of time to train according to the ancient technique …" Fortunately, that small amount of strength allowed your Senior Brother to achieve a good result, and I heard that it even caused a bit of a sensation.

"What's strange is that in the next two years, for some reason, no one dared to let me lead the younger generation …" At this time, Wyer had a face of puzzlement, he looked at the sky and did not say anything, "But it's just these two years that allowed me to concentrate on studying ancient books. Not only had he successfully organized a more viable method, but his own strength had also increased explosively.

"At the same time, I have also discovered my mission as a priest." Wyer smiled and lowered his head.

"Do you want to restore the glory of the ancient era?" Riester met the instructor's gaze and asked in anticipation.

"That's right!" It would be weird if Wyer was yelling in his heart, but on the surface, he looked like he knew me. Child, you know my expression and said, "But it's done by the disciples, education will become my life's work.

"In a few years, I will continue to apply to be Patrolling Priest. I will see the brilliant achievements of my disciple and reconstruct the ancient glory.

"When the time comes, I will lead my junior brother and tell him with my head held high that you are all the pride of my bloodline!"

At this moment, Wyer, who was thinking about the future and spouting nonsense, was thinking...

It's too much fun to have someone do it for you, especially if you can do it for five years... Ahhh... Patrolling Priest really suits me, hahaha.

Looking at the sky, Wyer, who was laughing maniacally in his heart, suddenly realized that Riester was still foolishly staring at his tall and valiant self. He smiled and slowly asked, "Child, do you know what is the most important thing about Patrolling Priest in the ancient times?"

Riester thought seriously for a moment, then tilted his head and replied with uncertainty, "Strength …" "Right?"

"Wrong, it's …" "Survive." Wyer shook his head.

"In the past, the path that Patrolling Priest walked was always blank on the map. In order to spread the teachings, he had to survive before defeating or even encountering the danger.

"Only by living can we preach, only by living can we continue on, only by living can we inherit a thousand years of will." At this moment, Wyer's gaze was unusually serious, meaning that he was really serious.

"So?" I want to learn how to live? " Riester was confused. Wasn't living just to breathe, eat, and drink? Do I need to learn?

"That's right. From today on, I will lead you through seven days of simple survival training and physical fitness training. Next, I will let you live in this forest for half a year. This will be your first lesson. Survival, the simplest survival." Wyer said with a deadpan expression, but he was very happy inside.

The game … It was about to begin.

"Now let's look for water. There are many kinds of thick-leaved plants around us, which means that the soil here is well drained and there is no chance of any surface water remaining, so they need to store water like this. At this point it is best to move in a different direction to improve access to water. "Or, you can take a few pieces of juicy tender leaves and put them in your mouth. First, pay attention to the astringent and bitter taste. Then, take a bite to see if your tongue is numb …" Wyer became serious and began to teach.

In Wyer's eyes, survival was indeed a Cleric, or perhaps the most important skill for a person.

Although Riester didn't really understand, but seeing how serious his teacher was, he tried hard to remember what his teacher taught him. No matter whether he understood it or not, he definitely remembered it.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

In these six days, Riester remembered several simple ways to search for water, find food, and find a safe place to rest.

Although Riester had spent six days, he could only be considered to have a strong memory. However, the knowledge he had gained in the past few days helped him gain a lot of insight, as there were many things that he never knew about before, nor had any contact with before.

His vision widened, causing Riester to have an uncontrollable urge to test it out, "The day after tomorrow." The anticipation and desire for adventure made his chest ache, and that night the twelve-year-old boy learned for the first time what insomnia was.

However, Riester was a little worried that the physical training method taught by his mentor seemed a little strange. It sounds like you're walking and jogging and you're just moving.

Didn't Riester ask his teacher that it was very dangerous?

The instructor said flatly, "The point of a tour is to move. Don't worry, I'll watch you from a place you can't see. However... If you were resting in the same place for two days. I'll punish you. "

Riester could swear that the instructor's squinted eyes shone with joy, which made him feel quite... Danger. Probably more dangerous than moving around in the forest. As for the punishment … What could it be?

Riester shook his head hard and finally stopped imagining things. His head felt a little dizzy. After stamping his feet and making sure that the branches were safe, he was ready to go to sleep.

These days, Riester and his mentor slept on trees or on dry rocks. His mentor had warned him more than once that it was best to find a healthy tree if he couldn't be sure of its safety.

Even though it was only on the periphery... But the day after tomorrow, they would finally start touring the forest.

The drowsy Riester thought as he sank into the dark sweet fragrance with a smile.

The next day, the seventh day, welcoming the last day of teacher's tutelage.

This morning, Riester felt strange before he even opened his eyes. It was very noisy, rather noisy, and the tree was still shaking. What was going on? Confused, he opened his eyes and looked down. He almost fell off the tree.

A group of Iron Pig, who were as big as an adult, angrily howled from under the tree. From time to time, they would heavily stamp on the ground.

Riester composed himself and found that all these iron-skinned pigs were not seriously injured. Although they were not severely injured, it could be seen from the bloody wounds on their bodies. These iron-skinned pigs had just been injured, and this discovery made Riester's scalp go numb.

Although the Iron Pig was only a low level Devil Beast, at least ten or so of them. Their entire bodies were covered with pain-filled, non-lethal wounds, and their eyes were clearly red with anger. Even if it was an Intermediate Profession player, they would still have to temporarily avoid danger right? Not to mention a child who didn't even have a job title.

It was all so strange and unnatural. Suddenly, Riester finally understood something, "Instructor, where are you? This is very dangerous! " He didn't have time to be discovered by the pigs under the tree.

"You finally thought of me, Tutor?" The instructor's voice came from behind Riester.

Riester turned around happily and found that the teacher's indifferent face felt pretty good for some reason … Joy? Riester felt a chill behind his back.

Before Riester could suppress the chilliness on his body, the instructor said, "Today is the last part, and also the most important part, about survival. You know, a teacher can't be at ease letting a disciple with such low strength roam the forest, so I have to teach you the most important lesson of all, for a low-level professional. " After saying that, he put his hand on Riester's head and touched it kindly.

Before Riester could calm himself down, he felt something was wrong with his head. Then, a few drops of unknown liquid flowed down from his forehead.

Riester reached out his trembling hand and touched it.

Sticky … Red.

"Instructor, instructor … This, what is this … "What?" Riester was close to tears.

The instructor threw a piece of red stuff behind him and said with a smile, "It's nothing. It's just the blood of a young pig."

Wyer patted Riester's back, and then wiped his hands once more. He looked at his own clean hands with satisfaction, "Don't shake it. Class is about to start. Today's class was relatively simple.

"For weak individuals, the most important thing is to escape!" This is not the same as running away. In the worst case scenario, it might just be an injury. "

After the instructor said that with a smile, he waved his hand and sent Riester flying far away, towards the dry, warm and hard ground.

Just when the tears were about to fall from the corner of his eyes, Riester heard a faint voice from afar, "Watch your breath …" It was drowned out by the angry howls of the pigs.

Amidst the chaos and screams, Riester was fished out of the angry pigs by the instructor after running around for less than two minutes.

"Now you know what it's like to run for your life?" The instructor asked with a smile. Riester could only nod slightly. He felt that at least six of his bones were broken, and even a nod of his head was drenched in sweat.

It was the feeling of his mind going blank and his limbs moving like they were being controlled. Just as Riester recalled this, he felt that it didn't hurt that much anymore.

Riester noticed that his body was recovering at a terrifying speed. Although he could not see, he knew that this had something to do with the teacher who was holding his hand behind his back. Fortunately, although the teacher was a bit … Difficult to predict? But he would still care about this disciple.

This discovery made Riester feel a little warmth in his heart.

"You completely forgot to pay attention to the rhythm of your breathing." Seeing that the instructor had recovered his serious look, Riester felt a lot more at ease. Should we start teaching normally? However, the next sentence "Wait for the left femur to be reattached before continuing to run." Riester felt like he was pushed into an abyss as he started to feel sad.

Father said that you have to listen to your teacher's words regarding cultivation... This should be considered cultivation, but I don't want to hear it.

As if appreciating the sight, the instructor carefully looked at the expression of agony and said with a smile, "It's not up to you to decide."

In less than five minutes, a petite figure once again drew a perfect parabola, causing the forest to once again be plunged into excited hoots and screams.

Riester couldn't even remember how many times he flew for a whole six hours. The most successful time was less than twenty minutes of flight, before it was drowned by the swarms of pigs. During this process, the instructor didn't do anything other than shout a few times and pay attention to his breathing.

While the group of pigs was running a little tiredly, the instructor shook his head in dissatisfaction and even sent out a few streaks of silver light, causing the group of pigs to immediately go berserk again … Other than being more focused on breathing and running, Riester didn't have the strength to complain.

But after a whole day, the instructor seemed to be quite satisfied.

After running for more than 20 minutes, the instructor casually dispersed the group of pigs, happily picked up Riester and carefully treated him.

The moment he let go, Riester collapsed onto the ground.

Without even supporting Wyer, he lowered his head and looked at his disciple who was still gasping for breath, then nodded in satisfaction and praised: "Good performance! I thought it would take you ten hours to get hold of it. "

"Grasp … "What..." Riester asked weakly.

Although the injuries on his body were all healed, Riester felt that his spirit was almost depleted due to the constant pain and fear. There were only large blobs of light and shadows in front of him. They were vague, and the sounds they made sounded like their heads were submerged in water. They sounded mixed, and it was impossible to tell them apart...

"Do you remember the last time you ran away?"

Although the instructor asked with a smile, the expression on his face seemed to be saying something. It didn't matter if she didn't remember, she would be fine if she just ran a few more times …

Shocked, Riester immediately sat up and said in panic: "I remember, of course I remember …" "Regeneration …" Oh no, what do I have to remember? There was only one kind of inner. Empty?

"Emptiness... Feel? " Riester said timidly in a low voice. Perhaps … It should be … Probably this. Riester was rather unsure, but he didn't have any other special feelings.

"Yes, the emptiness in my body." Wyer nodded in surprise.

After hearing the affirmative answer, Riester finally felt relieved.

"When you were on the run, did you feel an inexhaustible power and a special excitement?"

Riester nodded.

Seeing his actions, the instructor continued, "That means that the potential that most people talk about has exploded."

"Normally, in order to not injure oneself, the muscles would only use the strength that the body could endure. Also, most of the energy in the body would also be stored away. All of this … This is all for the sake of exploding when your life is in danger. "

Looking at his disciple's thoughtful face, Wyer said in satisfaction, "It doesn't sound like a bad thing to explode … His strength has been strengthened for a short period of time, and his spirit is excited. Furthermore, he has more energy than usual.

"Phew …" "I don't know." Riester was really tired and didn't want to think about it too much.

Wyer, who was getting excited, did not care and waved his hand, "Actually, it's very simple to say. His body couldn't take it, and it was hard to control. Remember the emptiness? At that time, you directly went soft and fell down. That's pretty good. If you keep running for a minute or two, you'll. Yes, dead.

"Of course, this is not to scare you. It is normal for you to take on a bit of risk when you are using more than your normal strength. I'm very satisfied with this test. Because you belong to the kind of person who stops when you feel your limits. "Although the explosive power will be much weaker than that of a dead one, at least there's a possibility of it being strengthened with training …"

Hearing that, even though Riester was exhausted, he couldn't help but look at his teacher in shock. What if I die here?

Wyer saw the doubt in the disciple's eyes and casually said, "Even if you don't fall down when you reach your limit, I will knock you out."

Riester felt relieved and scared listening to such a casual reply.

"Let's not talk about this first. Don't you find it strange that the instructor would teach you such a useless thing?" Without waiting for Riester to speak, the instructor waved his hand.

"No need to answer. That was … Because there is a way to solve or reduce the danger.

"One is training, but you can already feel empty and stop. The most dangerous part of training can be omitted." Hearing that, Riester was shocked to find that the instructor's face seemed a little regretful.

"The other is an auxiliary invention.

"A simple Light Endurance can make you feel a lot less powerless after exploding. If you add in the Light Protection, the Power of Light, the Light Endurance, and the Holy Light, then that kind of thing!" that would turn into an invincible monster! " Looking at his mentor's fervent gaze, Riester finally started to feel a little afraid of his future.

"But …" The coach stood up and looked down at Riester condescendingly, "Child, I won't teach you any kind of Divine Arts … At least, before the end of the half year forest tour.

"Because your body is truly too weak. When one's strength was very weak, it wasn't weak at all.

"Think about it. One plus one equals two, but ten plus ten equals twenty. It's so much worse. In this half a year, you should train your body and breath properly. From time to time, it might be a little dangerous … " After saying those last three words, the instructor's narrowed eyes emitted a dangerous light.

"But don't worry, as long as you run fast enough, you won't die. It's a good chance to grasp the control of the explosion. Firstly, you have to be able to control the power that can be used to move your body … " After a moment of silence, the professor whispered, "20-30 times should be enough."

"Instructor, please show mercy …." Riester said with tears in his eyes. He didn't know how to live his life in the forest, but the professor clearly wanted to play with him.

"Don't worry, child. Didn't teacher say that you won't die?" Rest well. Tomorrow, let's go! "

With that, the instructor returned to his indifferent and deep gaze, as if he was a saint. However, Riester, who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, could only hear a devilish joyous sound.

Tomorrow. It's time to go.