After really seeing the training methods of those soldiers, I put all those things behind my mind very wisely. nnd, people have experienced tens of thousands of years of cold weapon wars. The methods of training soldiers have long been more advanced and harder than the training of special forces.

N times, you really think that people from other worlds are fools!

However, in the end, I still couldn't resist the temptation. I don't know how to describe magic. I believe that students are already tired of hearing this knowledge. But my experience in the past year is all genuine.

It is more than enough to bluff these students.

Master Yale first respectfully asked me to stand aside, and then walked up to everyone with a serious face. He did not see him being wordy, but directly entered the topic.

"Hello everyone, today, we have the honor to invite one of the most powerful job transferees in the Rogge camp - Lord Wu Fan, the lone druid, to teach us a valuable lesson. Please be sure to hold the

Be grateful and listen carefully to Master Fan's teachings. In the future, you will find that every word of Master Fan is a guidepost for your survival."

“…￥%…”

The students below suddenly burst into an uproar. Even these future mages, who are known for their rationality, were shocked. The training camp had invited many people to teach before, but they were all new job transfers, or simply experienced ones.

How can the mercenaries, the truly powerful high-level career changers, have the time to teach these rookies!

Moreover, Wu Fan, the lone druid, is even more unknown to these young people who worship heroes. The genius druid who changed jobs at the age of 21 has been promoted to the rank of Druid in less than three years by practicing alone.

Level 15 (old information from the Black Wasteland). His deeds from the Cold Fields to the Taymor Highlands are spread from the mouths of many adventurers who have received his favor or fought alongside him.

It's enough to make these students who can't even defeat the Sinking Demon go crazy.

Among the students, Sarana's 12 friends were the most surprised. They thought I was just a new job transferee. They never thought that I was the second person after Sharna.

The master druids were all looking at me in shock at this time, regretting why they didn't have more conversations with me just now, which would be enough to brag to others for a long time, and they were even more jealous of Sara.

I walked up to the stage amidst the murmurs of everyone's comments, and then I blinked at Shala imperceptibly. At this time, she was looking at me crazily, with attachment and admiration in her eyes, even for me, a love idiot.

It can also be seen.

When I walked up to the stage, the place below had already quieted down. Looking at the hundreds of pairs of hot eyes below me looked at me, which made me a little uncomfortable. This was not good. I wanted to maintain my image. I couldn't embarrass myself in front of Sara.

I took a gentle breath, straightened my face, and gave the students a cold look. The aura cultivated by years of killing immediately suppressed these little guys.

"I believe that everyone has heard about me, so I will stop talking nonsense. Regarding the knowledge of magic, although Druids are also proficient in it, I specialize in transformation and summoning. I have an understanding of magic.

It’s not in-depth, so what I want to talk about today is not magic, but knowledge about experience that may determine your life or death. Of course, the premise is that you can at least become a mercenary. Otherwise, you will be treated as a mercenary.

Tell a story."
Chapter completed!