"I figured it out? Then you try it." Professor Dongdong said: "You have always been very confident. Then I will add a code to see if you are confident enough: you only have one chance, and if you are wrong, you will be eliminated. Do you feel unfair?"

"The people who were eliminated before have only failed once, and compared to them, it is actually quite fair." Dagon walked to the entrance of the cave, placed his hand on the bark screen, and said, "Actually this is the key, right?"

Professor Dongdong ignored this issue and probably didn't want to give Dagon any tips. He still said about the previous topic of fairness: "Dagon, you avoid another trap. If you say it's unfair, then you will be eliminated. Want to know the reason?"

"Think." Dagon said, lifting the screen up and turning his head and feet. At this moment, the gravity direction of the entire room also reversed, and the ground under his feet quickly began to flip, first vertically turning into a wall, and then turning into a ceiling.

Dagon pounced at the entrance of the hole, hung his arm on the edge, and then used a puppet mount. The natural environment here lacked too much earth elements, and the summoned puppet mount was not as big as a dog. Originally, Dagon wanted to hang himself on the ceiling with a bear lizard-scale mount, but now this move is useless, but at the most critical moment, he still pulled him and didn't let him fall down.

Today, the third pull-up was on, and Dagon climbed through the hole again. He came to the third floor of the tree house, and Professor Dongdong was sitting on the chair, applauding slowly but clearly.

"Dagon, congratulations. Is my reversal illusion good?"

Dagon nodded sincerely, admitting that he was indeed eye-opening. The room on the second floor was an illusion, and the change should have happened when the leopards pounced on and bite them and they turned into soap bubbles and disappeared. The illusion performed by the professor first blinded Dagon's senses, making him think he was still staying in place. At the same time, a spell that changed the direction of gravity allowed Dagon to stand on the ceiling without realizing it.

The entrance to the third floor presents a picture of the room on the first floor, which makes it look like a passage back to the first floor. The infinitely extended illusion attracts students' attention, making them sigh at the huge scale of the spell while ignoring the details around them. In fact, it is not called ignorance, but has been observed and examined, and naturally thinks in their hearts that it will always remain the same. Dagon was fooled at the beginning. He thought that the illusion was in the distance, hiding the walls and ceilings that originally existed, and also covering the holes that should be above his head. But the entrance and exit were at his feet.

Professor Dongdong looked at Dagon from head to toe, squinted his eyes and asked with a smile: "You can't enter the third floor by simply leaving the hole. Have you figured it out?"

"I didn't think it was so specific. I just felt that the previous scene was very simple, with only three things: floor, hole and screen, and the others were endless horizons. I was thinking about the use of screens. It was just to give climbers a coherent visual experience, so as not to alert us in advance on the first floor?"

"Your judgment is..."

"I think it should be useful," said Dagon. "The previous test requirement was to find the correct entrance and come to you. Then finding the entrance and coming over should be two steps. The hole opening seems easy to walk past, but that's one step away. If you are the enemy, then I have to doubt it; but you are a professor, and this is an assessment, so I should think that the exam questions themselves are clues as before."

"Illusion also requires clues, otherwise you can't deceive people." Professor Dongdong nodded and signaled Dagon to sit on the chair opposite him. "You have completed two major tests well. You can come to my class in the new school year."

Dagon frowned, thought for a while, and said, "I'm not sure what you mean, because I feel like I'm still in an illusion. Somehow, I don't think I'm facing the professor, you're not sitting in a chair, and the chair in front of you seems to be fake."

"Okay, you passed the exam completely and got everything right."

Professor Dongdong's voice sounded on the right side of Dagon, accompanied by crisp and loud applause. At this time, the illusion faded, one of the two chairs in the middle of the room and the professor on one of the chairs disappeared, and the room also revealed its true colors.

The third floor of the tree house is a classroom, but it is not the kind of classroom that is usually furnished, but more like an office. A desk filled with manuscripts and documents is located in front of the window, and the mottled sunlight penetrates the tree canopy sways lightly dancing on the table. Professor Dongdong sat on the table so that he could be taller than the standing Dagon and more convenient for writing on the blackboard next to the desk.

There are four chairs opposite the table, and there are rotatable wooden boards on one side of each armrest, which can be transformed into a writing table at any time.

This is obviously the seat for the students. Now there are only four in the center of the room, and eight others are stacked in the corner of the room. From their arrangement, we can see that Professor Dongdong is very close to other students during class, and everyone is almost together, which makes it easier to communicate. Other courses in the college - whether they have seen or heard of Dagon - are all sitting neatly in rows, and teachers stand on the higher podium opposite them.

The height of the elves may be more suitable for standing farther away from all students, and Professor Dongdong had to choose to get closer to everyone. He is a dwarf, and it is conceivable that his height cannot be compared with the elves. His height is about 1.3 meters tall, which makes him look like a child, but every male dwarf has a beard, and they are willing to keep and take care of his beard. The most common and popular beard style is the horoscope and the sharp horns.

Professor Dongdong also adopts this classic beard style, and from his neat and orderly beard, it can be seen that he is a meticulous and self-disciplined person. Many folk sayings believe that the race of the gnomes is "organized" by Jiangu people and halflings, or Jiangu people and humans intermarriage. Anyway, it always involves the Jiangu people, which is completely nonsense. The correct name of the gnomes is Diju. The "gnomes" here are not their short stature, but referring to the exquisite and small houses they live in.

Dwarfs were the first to build houses. At that time, the elves lived in the nest, the Jiangu tribe lived in the cave, and the humans were still in the nest, and the half-hearted man was in the sky and earth. The dwarf was proud of his ability to own a house. At the same time, they humbly believed that their buildings were too small compared to the vast world, so in their own language, they called the house a dwarf, which is where little people sleep peacefully.

Later, it became a dwarf, and the name of the house replaced the name of the race.

"I only teach smart people," Professor Dongdong chased his raised long beard with his right hand, straightening it, bounced it back, or wrapping it around his fingertips. "Dagon, you're much smarter than I expected. I initially thought that according to Marxon's description of your skills, it should be fine to climb the second floor, but it would stop there."

"Your illusion is indeed very exquisite. I am very firmly now that only by combining spells and martial arts can we deal with various environments."

"Well, that's the reason. If there is something that is done well in the elite academy that I have always believed that staying here is correct, it is their basic quality assessment." Professor Dongdong stretched out his hand and signaled Dagon to sit down. This time, Dagon did not doubt that he was there, and sat directly at the closest place to the professor.

"This is someone else's chair. You will have to sit at the last one. But now there is no one else, you don't have to change it." Dongdong let go of his beard, waved his fingers, and words appeared on the blackboard. This is still an illusion, and he used it with ease. It seems that if he wants, he can teach paperlessly and will not let the room be covered with chalk dust.

"The basic quality assessment is the foundation. The elves attach great importance to this assessment and have devoted a lot of effort to it. I have seen your admission review at the Academic Affairs Office, and the mental resistance has reached 9, which is very rare. I asked you to come. In addition to thinking that you are smart and a teachable talent, I also want to see if your mental resistance is useful when facing illusions."

Dargon scratched his head, then shook his head, and said, "It seems useless."

"Haha, then you are wrong!" Professor Dongdong said: "Do you think that the problem can be solved is because of patience, meticulous and calm thinking? Let me tell you, if you don't have that high mental resistance, you can't think like that at all. During the exam just now, two candidates imposed spells on themselves in advance to protect their thinking ability, so they can see through the riddles on the calendar. And you, no spell is useful, and you can do the same thing directly with your natural strong mental resistance, and it's better!"

"You have great potential, and you can release them by learning spells. Illusions... If you don't talk about so many profound things today, I will tell you my experience: When your illusions are very exquisite, you will face a problem: how to resist your own illusions. Sometimes I can't tell whether I am in my illusions or in reality. This is like a particularly real dream. Everything seems normal, but it is actually very, very dangerous - whether it is for the mind or the body."

Dagon nodded, although he didn't understand, he could just remember it.

"You have a flexible mind, have new ideas, and have good mental resistance. This is your advantage. In the original plan, as long as you can figure out the calendar puzzle and climb up, I will leave you a student position after you complete the basic quality assessment. But you solved all problems very well to me and I will definitely give you a reward, that is, to accept you as your apprentice."

"Thank you, the teacher. I can finally find someone to ask for questions about magic."

"Well? Didn't you have a good relationship with Shiloai? Although she couldn't become my student, she has long been a very good mage. You can ask her!"

"Are we a good relationship?" Dagon twitched his beard.

"It should be good to be able to complete the task together... I just heard people say it and don't know the specific situation. It may be a rumor, so we don't have to worry about it. Anyway, you are my apprentice now, so it's the same for me to ask."
Chapter completed!