A Precious Opportunity, Mentor

Lohr activated the Lava Eruption Sorcery model and High-Temperature Amplitude model in his Sea of Consciousness, then took a step forward.

Rumble—

Terrifying magma erupted from beneath the earth, covering a radius of a thousand meters and shooting into the sky.

He was not worried about any traps. Before absolute strength, traps were futile.

The commotion here quickly caught the attention of the Fire Element Wizards scattered around the camp.

They immediately stopped sending signals and returned to the camp.

After a while, using the light from the Flame Hills, Lohr vaguely saw over a hundred people hurriedly leaving the camp and heading toward him.

He immediately stopped and waited where he was for them to approach.

Before long, the group arrived half a kilometer away from Lohr.

By then, Lohr could clearly see the leader walking at the front. That person was a child of about eight or nine years old.

The instant he saw the child, Lohr's lips curled up involuntarily. "Things are going unexpectedly smoothly."

At this point, he had not even done anything, yet his plan was already halfway successful.

Soon, the group came to a stop ten meters away from Lohr.

"Stranger of great strength, my name is Levan Dempsey."

Levan looked at Lohr, whose figure was obscured by the Adaptive Rock Barrier, and spoke first. "On behalf of my subordinates, I apologize to you. We are willing to offer sufficient compensation and hope to receive your forgiveness."

He surrendered simply, decisively, and directly.

There was no helping it. He could not beat him, after all.

"Lor Rokes."

Lohr nodded and said in an even tone, "Because of the great Chairman Yasen, I am willing to stand here and negotiate with you."

"Now, bring out your compensation. If it is insufficient, I will not kill you, but you will not be able to keep the others or the Divine Power Crystals you have plundered."

The moment Lohr said this, anger rose in the hearts of the hundred-plus Fire Element Wizards behind Levan.

But considering the gap in strength between the two sides, that anger turned into deep helplessness.

They all knew Lohr was telling the truth.

"I... How about I give you my share of the Divine Crystals?" Levan asked somewhat guiltily.

His share was only ten percent, really not enough to show off.

But his grandfather had once said that negotiations required both sides to make concessions before they could slowly reach a result.

There was nothing wrong with starting low and gradually raising the offer later.

"How much is your share?" Lohr asked curiously.

In his view, as the only safe zone in the Dark Godland where Divine Power Crystals could be securely stored, Levan's faction would be perfectly fair in taking fifty percent.

Given the kindness this fellow had displayed, perhaps he took thirty percent?

"Ten percent of the total Divine Crystals," Levan said, his voice growing softer and softer.

"Hm?" Lohr suspected he had misheard and asked again, "How much did you just say?"

"Ten percent."

This time, Levan's voice was normal, but it left Lohr speechless.

He took a ten-percent share, helped stand up for everyone, and was even rushing to use that ten percent as compensation. What kind of utterly... kind-hearted fool was this?

Chairman Yasen had truly spoiled his grandson rotten. This was... really wonderful!

Lohr suddenly felt that there was no need to keep negotiating with this foolish boy Levan. Negotiating directly with Chairman Yasen seemed far more worthwhile.

Seeing that Lohr remained silent for a long time, Levan hurriedly spoke again. "If you are dissatisfied with this compensation, you can make further requests. I will do my best to meet anything I can."

"No need." Lohr said with a faint smile, "Little Levan, can you contact your grandfather?"

"I can, but what do you want with my grandfather?" Levan was utterly confused by Lohr's words.

The negotiation had only just begun. Why had it suddenly turned to his grandfather?

"Yes, can you let me speak with your grandfather?" Lohr could not be bothered to answer Levan's question. Rather than waste time on that, he might as well think carefully about what terms to propose to Chairman Yasen.

The old man did not know how to teach children. Since someone his grandson's age was voluntarily taking on the task, asking for a little tuition fee was not excessive, was it?

"Does that count as your second request?" A crafty glint flashed through Levan's eyes. "I can agree to at most three requests that I am capable of fulfilling. You can still make one more."

Based on his usual experience listening beside his grandfather during council meetings, once the stronger party made a second request and had it fulfilled, they generally would not keep dwelling on the first condition.

"Huh?" Lohr was a little bewildered. What nonsense was this kid talking about?

Still, he did not dwell on it. He simply nodded and said with a smile, "Fine. Let me contact your grandfather first."

"Alright." Levan agreed readily, then closed his eyes and began using his spiritual power to communicate with a wisp of fire in his Sea of Consciousness.

In an instant, he contacted his grandfather and told him every detail of his experiences and grievances in the Godland.

At the top floor of a blazing red Wizard Tower in the center of the Murphy Continent.

After hearing Levan's account, Yasen took out a palm-sized steel plate. It bore the magic array deep within Lohr Laboratory that enabled communication across the entire continent.

He tapped the steel plate with a fire element, activating a light screen.

Yasen made a few adjustments on the steel plate. Less than two seconds later, a tall figure appeared on the light screen.

"Nelson, go find the records for an earth-and-fire apprentice named Lor Rokes from your Wizard Tower."

"Yes, Chairman Yasen." Nelson bowed, then ended the communication.

Less than two minutes later, a dossier containing both text and images appeared on Yasen's light screen.

"Improving sorcery through intuition, with a 0.5-circle leap in sorcery power. Interesting. I never expected to pick up such a treasure by chance." The corners of Yasen's lips rose slightly.

To achieve this as an apprentice, barring accidents, that little fellow named Lor Rokes had a seventy-percent chance of reaching the Fourth Circle!

And a powerful Fourth-Circle multi-element wizard could even possess strength rivaling a Fifth-Circle Single-Element Wizard.

This was top-secret information at the chairman level of the Wizard Alliance. Aside from the chairmen and the geniuses themselves, no one else was qualified to know it.

One reason this secret was guarded so tightly was to protect the safety of these true geniuses. The other was to make it easier to recruit them in advance.

After pondering for a moment, Yasen thought to himself, Since this little fellow intends to teach Levan, let him become Levan's mentor.

Compared with direct investment, he preferred to forge emotional ties first, then find opportunities to give them some training.

Having made his decision, Yasen directly closed his eyes and sank his consciousness into his Sea of Consciousness.

Outside the hilly region of the Dark Godland.

Levan opened his eyes again, and his entire temperament underwent a drastic change in an instant.

All traces of childishness and innocence vanished from his eyes, replaced by worldliness and wisdom.

"It is an honor to meet you, great Chairman Yasen."

Lohr immediately dismissed the Adaptive Rock Barrier around himself and respectfully bowed to Levan, whose body Yasen had taken over.

The hundred-plus Fire Element apprentices behind Levan were dumbfounded.

Their tower master had really come?

And he was standing right in front of them now?

With no time to think further, everyone hurriedly bowed in unison toward Levan—no, Yasen. "Greetings, Tower Master."

"Mm. You may return first." Yasen waved a hand behind him.

"Yes, Tower Master." The Fire Element apprentices did not dare hesitate in the slightest. They each cast a Levitation Spell on themselves and ran back to the camp without looking back.

"What an interesting little fellow."

After everyone left, Yasen turned to Lohr and smiled kindly. "I know what you are after. Tell me, what do you want?"

Based only on Levan's scattered remarks, Yasen had already guessed Lohr's purpose.

The reason he had failed to manage his grandson was not because he did not know how, but because he could not bear to.

Now, this little genius could take the boy in hand.

"I want the opportunity to consult you about certain difficult problems." Lohr stated his request without hesitation.

He definitely would not ask for material items, because then it would truly become a transaction.

This was an incomparably precious and fortunate opportunity, one that ordinary wizards would almost never encounter in their entire lives.

An opportunity to build a relationship with someone who stood at the very pinnacle, both now and in the future.

As long as he built a good relationship, he would eventually obtain what he should have.

"Mm, that is fair. From now on, you are Levan's mentor. Teach him well."

After looking deeply at Lohr, Yasen said with a smile, "As for my contact information, Levan will bring it to you."

He imposed no restrictions on questions, because he believed this clever little fellow knew where the line was.

The next instant, Levan's temperament changed again, returning to one filled with foolish... pure innocence.

Lohr was stunned.

He dared swear to the heavens that his original idea had merely been to keep Levan by his side and incidentally teach the boy a little about how to conduct himself.

Yet Yasen had directly made him Levan's mentor?!

What a loss! With this relationship, why would I need to build connections? Wouldn't it have been better to ask for something good?

Lohr silently felt pained, but after a second thought, he gained some understanding. If I had really asked for something good just now, I probably would not have become Levan's mentor, right?

"Phew... These old foxes are really hard to figure out. I still have much to learn!"