The crowd erupted in uncontrollable cheers as the doors of the main hall of the Temple of Glory opened, and the arrival of the ultimate mentor was in place, signaling the beginning of the city's long-awaited examination.

After passing the four levels of selection, the students who are finally accepted into the Glory Temple are called "Inheritors".

Each level is rated with five stars as the full score standard, and all judges of the jury will give their own scores after the students complete each level, and then the average score will be obtained as a single item score based on the total score. After completing all four assessments, those with a total score of 12 stars or higher will eventually become the successors of the new class.

Although the number of levels in the assessment is only four levels, and the total score is as high as twenty stars, there are very few people who can get twelve stars in four levels. Under the previous assessments, the chance of passing is almost less than 1 percent.

Of course, for the audience, the assessment event can basically only be used as a talking point in the end. However, the "competition" of this decade has always been able to affect everyone's enthusiasm, not only because of the talent of the participants, but also because of some special "entertainment" projects, such as betting.

Although hundreds of people participate in each assessment, this number is only a drop in the ocean compared to the huge audience. Ordinary people only rely on the appearance of the successor candidate and their own psychological feelings as a criterion for judging, and bet on their favorite students. Speaking of which, there are indeed many people in the Queen's City who have become rich overnight because of this.

Alan stood side by side with Terexi, who looked at the students on the stage with interest, shaking or nodding his head from time to time, and jotting down a few notes in the vellum book he carried with him.

Allen doesn't have such an Archen. The person around him brought him so much confusion that he felt uneasy and fearful. However, when Alan glanced at Treich from time to time, the man looked very ordinary, just like the rich people involved in gambling around him, just paying attention to the object of the bet.

"Why, young man, aren't you going to do it?" said Tereshi, noticing that Alan was standing rather unnaturally, raising an eyebrow.

"Hmm? no, no, I...... Forget it. Alan said.

Trecy nodded in acquiescence, then shifted his gaze back to the stage.

"I think that kid can bring me a lot of money, and I bet not too many people will put the treasure on him. Nice, nice ......"

Teresy seemed to muttered to himself.

"Are you talking about Claude?" asked Allen.

"Well, yes, it's that kid. Tresh nodded, "Young man, you should at least support your own kid, right?"

Alan was speechless. It's not that he doesn't have the financial resources to participate in such a project, and his confusion is that Tresch seems to know Claude as if he knows everything about it. As with the previous "chance encounters", Treich "just happened" to appear in front of him when he inquired about the drug, and "just happened" to appear in front of them on the way to the Temple of Glory.

"Is there really such a coincidence?"

Alan Mo asked.

"Sir, do you want to place a bet?"

A young man with a thick leather book walked up to the two and asked politely.

"Ah, I want to know, what are the odds of that red-haired kid with number 637 now?"

Treich asked, pointing to Claude.

The young man flipped through the book in his hand and replied, "At present, it is one hundred and three." ”

"Then please help me record it, a hundred gold. ”

Tresh pulled out a money bag full of coins from his clothes. Many people around looked surprised, and even exclaimed in surprise. Such a huge amount of money is pressed on a child with an unknown name and ordinary shape, and in their opinion, it is simply giving money to others. This move did surprise Allen, after all, one hundred gold is quite a lot of money, and Treesy understated it, even in the face of the spring breeze.

"Thank you to the owner. ”

The lad took the purse, and after putting away his astonishment with all his might, he respectfully wrote down Treeshy's name. As he left, he glanced back at the middle-aged Lonellan man with a mediocre appearance from time to time, shaking his head from time to time to show disbelief.

Trecy patted Allen on the shoulder and smiled, "Young man, you really don't play? One pays one hundred and three, but it will not be encountered in another hundred years. ”

Allen's expression was a little tangled, and he shook his head slightly to show that he didn't understand Treshi's words.

Seeing this, Tracy frowned with a smile, and then explained: "Let's put it this way, that kid, I remember his name is Claude, right? So, everyone thought I was a fool and paid a hundred gold for a joke, so the key to success was always in the hands of a few. ”

"You say Claude can definitely be the heir?"

Alan was even more surprised. As far as he knew, Claude wasn't a strong man at all. There is no doubt that the strength is not as good as Lucian, and as for the skill, although it is not ruled out that Evelyn has taught him some possibility, it is not to say how strong it is. After all, a ten-year-old child, in today's strong world, is really not enough. Of course, Alan had a desire for a good outcome, but he never thought in his heart that "Claude would be able to become the successor".

Tresh smiled and said nothing.

"No, no......" Alan laughed dryly, thinking to himself that this person was probably a little confused about the situation because he had spent a hundred gold.

"Young man, do you know who these gamblers are?" said Troch, putting his hands behind his back and straightening up.

"Huh?" Alan was a little confused, "Rich?"

Tereshi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Haha...... You must know that there are very few poor people in this queen's city. In fact, to tell you the truth, most of the people involved in the gambling game are Lonellans. And the layout has always been Lonellans. ”

"Lornellan?" Alan questioned, "Also, can you stop calling me young all the time, like I'm really young!"

"Yes, Lonellan. Our lives are so short that we come up with entertainment like that. You must know that most of the Digans are more interested in fighting, and as for the elves, they will choose to ignore this kind of activity outright. ”

Speaking of this, Treesy shook his head with a smile and continued, "By the way, since we are standing together, then after the end, I will share half of the prize with you." ”

"Huh?"

Alan was so surprised that he cried out, wondering if this man's brain was really broken, and for some reason, Allen's disgust with this person had somehow decreased.

After a member of the Glory Temple staff on the stage had assigned some of the tasks, hundreds of people began to walk towards their respective areas. Lucian and Claude said something to each other, and then they looked back at Alan, who waved from afar.

Alan shouted "Come on", then realized that they couldn't hear the distance at all, and finally waved his hand in a big way to show that he saw them.

"What are they doing here?" asked Allen.

"Looks like we're ready to start our first project. According to the previous rules, they were divided into 10 groups and underwent a physical examination. On the one hand, it is to eliminate some substandard directly, and on the other hand, it is to initially explore their potential. In fact, there are a lot of shady scenes in this item, and it seems that today it is still the same as before. ”

Teresy spoke eloquently, seemingly well aware of how the Glory Temple operated. These are all things that Allen didn't know, and he also took an assessment when he was a minor, and of course only got an embarrassing two-star score in the end. Even so, among all the people who were eliminated at that time, it was a good result, and you must know that there are not a few people who are sporadically out.

"Shady, does this still exist in the Temple of Glory?" Alan was puzzled. If there is any place where the light can be spoken, nine times out of ten in the queen's city will blurt out the temple of glory. The shady rhetoric doesn't seem to match it in any way.

Teresy nodded, a meaningful smile on his face, and said, "Of course." For example, in the eyes of the group of mentors in the Glory Temple, the beast spirits and the Lonellan people will almost always be 'labeled' in this link. Although he will not be declared out in this link, he will hardly be able to get a star in the first and second assessment that starts next. Completing twelve stars means that you must earn at least two stars in the first two rounds, and if the first two rounds are sporadic stars, the assessment ends there. ”

"But even if it's the ultimate mentor, there are Lonellans and beast spirits, they can't do this to their kind, right?" Alan retorted with some dissatisfaction.

Teress turned his face to look at the man next to him with almost twisted features, and finally laughed.

"That's why I said you're a young man. ”

Alan looked dazed, but Tresch turned back and continued to watch the situation on the field, without any further answers.

As for Treshi's remarks, Alan couldn't understand the meaning at all. The words "justice" and "equality" have always been descriptive words for the glory of the temple. As for why this Lonellan man said this, it would be unrealistic to say that he was because he passed by the Temple of Glory, after all, such a rich man who spent hundreds of dollars may never care about becoming the successor, and as he said, most Lonellans will spend more of their minds on "gambling" and other games.

"So, Claude, they'll be able to get through this, right?"

Alan probed.

"Oh, of course, of course. One is a pure Di Gan, and the other is tsk. The precious hybrid of Digan and elves is a shelf-in-demand for the Glory Temple. That's why I say I'm done, young man, you're naked!"

"A half-breed of Digan and an elf?Claude?" Alan's eyes widened.

Trecy turned his face disdainfully, looked Eren up and down, left and right, shook his head uncontrollably, and asked, "You don't even know?"