When Fei Shu heard about Gazef's question, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the other party would ask such a question.

"Why do you ask this?" said Gerve, staring at Gazef under the flying squirrel's mask.

He might have seen through his disguise.

"I used to think I was a genius, so I kept practicing to become stronger. But as my strength gradually became stronger, I could always see many people around me who were obviously not as hard as me, but had strength far beyond me. All of this was just because the other party had bloodlines of other races.

So I have been wondering whether humans have limits, and once they reach this limit, they will never become stronger?"

This question was originally proposed by Brian. At that time, Gazeff thought he had found the answer, but in fact it was not the case. After this series of things, he had deep questions about the answer in his heart.

"I have seen powerful humans and powerful aliens. Although the races are different, they all have one common characteristic, that is, they have never had any doubts about the road ahead of them. Just like me, maybe you think I am very powerful, but I never think I am very powerful.

My companion once said that a true master will always have an apprentice's heart. When a person really thinks he is strong, that is his real end!"

Feishu didn't know how to answer Gazef's question directly, because he didn't know how to define strength until now.

Maybe I am very strong in this world, but if I change the other world, maybe I am a complete weak person.

In the eyes of some creatures, there may be no difference between himself and Gazef, so he cannot give the other party a real answer.

"With an apprentice's heart?" Gerceff kept muttering this sentence, and the originally dark light in his eyes slowly lit up again.

After the two were silent for a while, Gerve took the lead in breaking the silence and said, "His Majesty the Sorcerer, are you really willing to give me the loser another chance?"

Hearing this, Feishu immediately smiled and said, "Hahaha, I have never said that you are a loser, and I think your potential should not be fully discovered yet. In addition, it also needs to be powered by your confrontation with Zhilanon!"

After saying that, the flying squirrel extended his palm to Gazef.

"Thank you for your trust! This is my honor, but I have a request, please treat Princess Lana well anyway, please!"

Gerjeff reached out and grabbed the hand that the flying squirrel handed over, and said in a pleading tone.

"She is a man who is protected by the Sorcerer Kingdom. I swear in the name of Ainzulgong that she will surely protect her safety, don't worry."

Flying Smoke answered this request almost instantly. Lana is now a member of Ainz Urgong, and protecting her is what he should do.

"Let's recover from the injury first, and wait until the injury is healed."

After gathering Gazef, Feishe felt relieved all over and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. Although this trip to the royal city had some twists and turns, fortunately the final result was almost the same.

"Flying Squirrel, where are you?"

Just as the flying mouse said goodbye to Gazef, Zhang Fan's voice rang in his ears.

"He just came out of the warrior's room and he had agreed." After hearing Zhang Fan's voice, Fei Shu immediately told the other party the good news.

"Okay, you're doing a pretty job, but now you'd better come back first. We have to discuss some things." After hearing that Feishe actually convinced Gazef, Zhang Fan was slightly surprised for a while, but soon returned to normal.

Although it is not clear what means the flying squirrel has used, since the goal has been achieved, the process is not that important.

When he heard that Zhang Fan had something to look for him, Fei Shu no longer delayed it and directly used teleportation magic to return to the palace.

In the huge office, with the twist of the space, the figure of the flying squirrel condensed into reality in the room like a phantom.

At this time, Zhang Fan was sitting on the desk and looking through the documents in his hand. After seeing the flying squirrels coming, Zhang Fan immediately said, "Come here, we have to make up our minds. Who is the right person to choose instructors in this preparatory camp?"

Zhang Fan felt extremely confused at this time. After establishing this preparatory camp, there was no problem in other aspects. The main reason was that the instructors who trained them had not yet reached the point, and even if they were selected from Nasalic, they could not find a suitable candidate.

In fact, when it comes to training, Cosettes is undoubtedly the best candidate, but the other party's unique body shape is obviously not suitable for the current situation. Originally, Zhang Fan wanted to use Sebass, but he was also a monk. He was not very good at fighting methods such as weapons. Moreover, he was not good at speaking, let alone teaching.

Looking at the entire list of Nasaric NPCs, Zhang Fan suddenly felt like he entered Baoshan but returned empty-handed.

"This is indeed a problem. In fact, the Lizardman tribe is a good choice, but unfortunately it cannot be applied to this situation."

After understanding the difficulties Zhang Fan is facing now, Fei Shu also said that he was helpless.

If Nazalikri is in terms of fighting ability, it will be fierce one by one, but if you ask them to teach, you should take a shower and go to bed.

Let’s not talk about whether the Guardian can teach you. Just because of his bad personality, except Dimigos and Sebass, others will definitely let you know every minute.

"Mr. Aolun, Lord Feishu, my subordinates think there is a suitable candidate right now." At this moment, Yaerbaid, who was serving the side, suddenly spoke.

"Oh? Let's listen." Hearing this, Fei Shu and Zhang Fan immediately became very interested.

"The half-elf captured by Lord Aolun is still in the palace now. This task may be something she can try." Yaerbaid said with a gentle smile on his face.

Bang!

"By the way, I almost forgot her. If I really started training, maybe she was the only one who was the right one right now." Hearing Yaerbaid's reminder, Feishu instinctively slapped his palm and said.

"Uh...is she suitable?" Zhang Fan's eyes twitched unconsciously when he heard Yaerbaid mention Jue Death.

After the last time, Jue Hei Jueming cleared the spies from the Empire and the Ksitigarbha, Zhang Fan promised to give the other party freedom. He originally wanted to wait until the other party left the city before arresting her, but who knew that the other party would just stay here and not leave.

Not only that, the other party always attacked him while he was concentrating on his work, and from time to time he could still use his oil, which made him feel a little mentally weak recently.

But no matter how much you joke, Zhang Fan really doesn't think the other party will be suitable for this position.

This woman is simply a living lunatic and mentally BT. Is it really appropriate to put such a person in the position of instructor?

As the saying goes, a soldier is a mighty man, and he will be scared. When this guy goes back, he will train him to create a bunch of crazy people. It will be really troublesome at that time.

But then again, it seems that no one can use this situation except her.

After all, Jue Hei Jue Ming is a god trained by the country. She should have some knowledge of the country's training, and the other party is strong. You should know that there is still a person with a nail clipper in the preparation camp this time. If there is no strong instructor, it may not be able to calm them down.

"Yarbed is right. Now it seems that she is the most suitable one. Ao Lunsang, so I'll ask you for this matter. She is more familiar with you."

"Hmm? Oh? Why... cough cough, isn't this a bit inappropriate?" Zhang Fan instinctively wanted to swear, but after seeing Yaerbaid beside him, he immediately endured it, but the look of the flying squirrel was already filled with murderous aura.

Sometimes the look of a person's eyes cannot be hidden if you want to kill him.

"You are the one who knows her most here. It is the most suitable for you to go there. I don't know her very well, so Ao Lunsang can only ask you!" Seeing Zhang Fan's slightly panicked look, Fei Shu was a little gloating at this time.

In most cases, Zhang Fan's image is serious and rarely has a time of losing his composure. The only one who can make him lose his composure during the game is Perro Roccino, the problematic boy. Unexpectedly, there are such people after coming to this world.

As the flying squirrels said, Zhang Fan's face changed slightly and then returned to calm.

OK, he admitted this time, who made him unlucky?

It will be long in the future. Sooner or later, I can make up for it. Feishe, please wait for me!

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"Click!Click!Click!"

The friction sound of parts and machinery continued to echo in the room. Jue Di Jue Ming was sitting on the bed wearing her black and white off-shoulder uniform, while fiddling with a third-level six-colored Rubik's Cube in her hands.

The white bed was covered with a layer of velvet, and the two white silk thighs were constantly shaking back and forth, which was a little dazzling under the sunlight.

"How long do you plan to watch?"

At this moment, Jue Hei Jue Ming's eyes closed slightly, and his hands stopped instantly and said in a teasing tone.

As her voice rang out, Zhang Fan, wearing a white short robe, gradually appeared in the room.

"Your perception has improved a lot." Zhang Fan looked at Judhi Juming with a calm expression.

"In my impression, you rarely come to me. How could you bother me today? Could you figure it out?" Judie Jueming raised his head, his two bright big eyes filled with charming expressions.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Zhang Fan was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. Over the past period of time, Juejiuming always tried all kinds of ways to tempt her. From the initial uncovered body to the current half-covered and half-exposed one, it seemed like he was testing his bottom line bit by bit.

I don’t know who this guy learned from, let alone he is really pretty.

Ahem, the topic is far from the crowd.

"I have something to leave to you." After a fierce ideological struggle, he finally returned to his peace under the influence of the ring.

"Don't go!"

Before Zhang Fan could tell the whole story, Jue Hei Jueming glanced at his head, his tone filled with an impatient look.
Chapter completed!