"Mr. Blackjack, are you in there?"

Standing outside the tent, Goron shouted softly in a very respectful tone, and the countless stories in his head taught Goron the importance of etiquette and politeness in human society.

The magician's tent looks no different from other official members of the fairytale from the outside, except for a sign with a magician's top hat erected at the door, which is located on the outermost part of the entire circus camp, and a short distance away you can see the simple wooden fence that separates the inner and outer areas of the fairy tale circus.

"The door is unlocked, come in yourself. The lazy, muffled voice of the magician came from inside the tent.

Goron carefully pushed open the door and walked into the tent, and through the morning sunlight through the cracks, Goron also saw the scene inside the tent, and suddenly, the place where Goron thought he had come was actually the garbage and debris dump of the fairy tale circus.

It was a mess, with all kinds of props of all sizes, boxes, boxes, hats filling every inch of space on the floor, and the tallest pile of garbage was even taller than his people. Goron had to clean his feet before he could find a place where he could stand.

He couldn't see Blackjack, and he didn't know where the well-mannered, neatly dressed magician was buried now.

But Goron was not impatient, or impatient, he just stood quietly and waited. From the stories he heard, Goron also learned the importance of patience.

After another ten or so minutes, with the sound of stretching and yawning, a pile of "garbage" not far from Goron churned, and the great magician sat up from it shirtless, and he looked at Goron in front of him without focus, as if there was not a living person standing in front of him, but only a piece of air. After a short while, Blackjack seemed to have finally completely gotten rid of the Sandman's entanglement, he rubbed his cheek with his palm a few times before he looked at Goron, beckoned and said, "Stand up a little, are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Goron looked at his feet, and his face was embarrassed, he couldn't find a place to stay.

"Forget it, just stand there, by the way, are you full for breakfast?"

Goron nodded, and Blackjack showed a malicious smile at this time, and said slowly: "It's good to eat enough, maybe for a long time in the future, you will spend a long time in reminiscing about this breakfast waiting for me, let me get dressed first." ”

Goron stared at Blackjack, the expression on his face changed from respectful and cautious, to slightly surprised, and then to shocked that he couldn't even close his mouth, because Goron witnessed with his own eyes how a half-naked middle-aged man went from a sloppy and vulgar dirty thing little by little to a personable, well-dressed magician in an instant.

It's really like magic.

The well-dressed magician, who had recovered his normal appearance, rummaged through the garbage heap beneath his feet, then somehow took out a small box and threw it to Goron.

"Hold it, come with me. ”

Judging from the feel, the contents of this box will not be very heavy, and Goron doesn't know what Black Jack wants to do, but he still obediently follows him until he walks to the nearest beach.

Looking at the familiar tide and listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, Golon, who had grown up by the sea since he was a child, suddenly felt a lot of sadness in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest abnormality.

Blackjack looked around, seemingly pleased with his surroundings, and then he turned and walked over to Goron, opened the box in his arms, and took out three large wooden bowls from it.

"Look, what's in there?"

Looking at the small bowl that was held up in front of him, Goron sniffed it, picked up the contents one by one and pinched them one by one, and then said, "Is this a bowl of white sesame seeds, a bowl of iron sand, and a bowl of yellow sand?"

White sesame seeds have appeared in the list of goods of goblin merchant Targin Hillman, Goron has seen it twice, as a chef, he can naturally recognize it, there is nothing special about iron sand, just the waste residue produced during iron smelting, the unique feel and texture, even if you have not seen the real thing, you can guess, as for the yellow sand, Goron is not very sure, because the beaches here in Haishi Bay are made of smooth and beautiful white sand, and these yellow sand are exactly the same as white sand except for the color yellow.

"Very good," a strange smile flashed across Blackjack's face, and he then picked up the bowl of iron sand and the bowl of white sesame seeds, and sprinkled them all on the sand in front of him.

Looking at Goron, who looked puzzled, Black Jack sneered: "If you want to become my student, then you must first pass my exam, and the first content is to pick up all these white sesame seeds and iron sand for me, put them in this bowl, and I will give you um, three hours, it should be enough." ”

Goron was completely stunned, although the sea breeze in this season was not strong, but when Blackjack threw these sesame iron sand, he didn't have any power left, just a visual inspection, the iron sand was fine, and the farthest white sesame seeds even flew out more than twenty meters away.

"You are not allowed to drink water, you are not allowed to eat, you are not allowed to talk to people, and you are not allowed to have anyone help you until you have completed your mission. Of course, you can give up at any time and get out of the fairytale circus on your own. ”

After saying these words, Blackjack turned and left, leaving Goron with a blank gaze on the beach

Three hours later, Blackjack, who had just slept for the second time, yawned and returned to the beach, where he found Goron lying on the ground panting like a dead dog, while beside him, two wooden bowls contained the white sesame seeds and black iron sand that had been spilled before.

When Goron returned from Blackjack, he struggled to get up and greeted the magician, though he was exhausted.

"How did you do that?" said Black Jack, with no joy or anger on his face.

Goron sorted his thoughts for a moment and replied slowly: " It was obviously impossible to pick up these iron sand and white sesame seeds one by one according to the normal method, so I spent half an hour thinking about how to separate them, and then spent another hour gathering all the nearby sand with a broom, and then throwing them up, using the method of blowing to separate the lightest white sesame seeds in the sand, the sea sand and iron sand are not easy to separate, so I soaked them in batches in a basin of water, filled half a basin of water, and stirred vigorously, the sea sand is lighter than the iron sand, and it is easier to float in the upper layer of the water in the whirlpool of water, and there is only iron sand left under the water, and the rest of the time, I dry these iron sand in the sunI can only use this stupid method to pick out the sea sand mixed in it, if I can have a magnet in my hand, it will be relatively simple. ”

After saying these words, Goron lowered his head and waited for the magician's task assessment, to be honest, Goron was quite satisfied with the completion of his task, if he hadn't thought of these methods of separation from the large number of stories he had heard, he could only stare at this task. And he completed this task almost perfectly within the specified time, no matter how much you think about Blackjack, you should admit yourself.

The magician stretched out two fingers and pinched a small pinch in the wooden bowl containing the iron sand, then slowly twisted his fingers, letting the iron sand fall into the bowl one by one, and then opened his finger in front of Goron, and on his fingertips, suddenly a fine grain of sea sand remained.

Goron broke out in a cold sweat in an instant.

The magician casually threw the two wooden bowls behind him, and the two large bowls swirled in mid-air before finally falling steadily back into the box, and with this hand alone, you could see that the skill on the magician's wrist was almost not below that of the axe king Karaman Chewing Bone, and it was even more slender and precise.

"The iron sand is not clean, and the white sesame seeds are about one-thirtieth less, I really don't know where that smug smile on your face came from, anyway, I didn't expect you to do better. Go, bring me the wooden bowl with the yellow sand. ”

When Goron took the wooden bowl with trepidation, Blackjack raised the bowl of yellow sand high and sprinkled it all on the white sand in front of him.

"This time the task is much easier than the last one, you just need to pick up all the bowls of yellow sand for me, but this time you can't make a single grain of sand. The rules are the same as the last time, you can't drink water, eat, talk to people, get help from others, and of course, you can still terminate the mission at any time until you've completed it. That will be easy for you and me. After walking away a few steps, Blackjack patted his head as if he suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, for the sake of your busy morning, I'll give you a preferential treatment, this time the mission, there is no time limit." ”

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Iron sand and white sesame seeds have different quality and different properties, and it is not difficult to separate them by using some small tricks when mixed in sea sand, but yellow sand and white sand are both sea sand, and there is no difference except for slight differences in color.

Thoughts flashed through Goron's mind, and then he himself rejected them, and Goron sat on the beach, holding a handful of sand in his hand, and for two hours he couldn't find a way to separate the two colors of sand.

Goron held the wooden bowl in one hand, his eyes glazed over, and with the other hand, he mechanically picked up a grain of yellow sand and threw it into the wooden bowl in his hand.

When Golon's stunned gaze swept over the wooden bowl in his hand, the bottom layer of the wooden bowl was now covered with a thin layer of fine sand.

Suddenly, as if lightning was blowing in Goron's mind, it dawned on him that wasn't that simple to distinguish between two kinds of sand?

With a somewhat silly, even a somewhat crazy smile on his face, Goron lay on the beach, little by little, grain by grain, meticulously began to complete his exam.

"I'm not going to give up. ”

Ten minutes passed

An hour passed

Ten hours passed

It's dark

Goron, still lying on the beach, picking up the sand grain by grain

The fairy tale circus is not big, and the fact that Goron had been picking up sand on the beach for a whole day soon spread, and many people were as interested as watching monsters and treasures, and even organized a group to go to the beach to visit the fool and madman who picked up sand.

At first they just watched from a distance, then slowly approached, and now Goron was like a magic puppet, paying no attention to the outside environment, still lying there picking up sand, without a minute of rest, so the crowd began to laugh at his stupidity, laughed at his idiocy, and even began to guess the real intention of the magician Blackjack to order his disciples to do such a frivolous thing. Then, after a few hours, the bored crowd came and went, and finally only a few people remained.

There's Monica, Kaka, there's Marvin, there's Lukla, and there's Suarez

The Red Maiden's gaze at Goron was initially gritted with hatred, but when she looked at Goron for three full hours, there was no expression on her face.

Lukla walked to Suarez's side, sneered and said: "Hmph, hum, it seems that the respected Mr. Blackjack and my teacher are surprisingly in the same way about the treatment of this stinky boy Goron, he clearly wants to force this guy away, or simply play him to death, and what exams, how come I don't remember what exams Mr. Blackjack took when he chose Xiu as a disciple, and this stinky boy with a woman's face, he is also a little stupid and bizarre, if it were me"

"If it were you, you'd hold on for an hour or two at most, and then you'd leave in a rage, wouldn't you?" Suares took Lukla's words, but her eyes never took off Goron's body, and after a while, she muttered to herself, "How long can I hold on if I do?"

Seeing the girl he had been pursuing looking at Goron with a look he had never seen before, Lukla gritted her teeth fiercely and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Suares, you are the best"

No one cared what Lukla was going to say, because just now, Goron, who had been lying on the beach for twenty-six hours and forty-five minutes in a row, suddenly tilted his head and fainted on the beach

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