Don't call me evil god

Wallace carefully looked at the girl Valerie.

She looked like a typical border person from the Kingdom of Reyak.

She was dressed neatly, with the corners of her clothes tucked into her warm trousers to avoid being affected while working.

Her young face was rosy. Although she didn't have the skin as smooth and tender as the girls in the western part of the kingdom, the perseverance and heroism that girls born in the border area had were also characteristics that westerners could never learn.

Border people tend to be straightforward and don't like to be polite. Once they make a promise, they will try their best to do it and stick to their words.

This kind of bold character allows their friends to trust them with their backs without worrying about being backstabbed or deceived.

This made Wallace willing to invest his thoughts on Valerie.

He pointedly brought up another seemingly irrelevant topic:

"Valerie, how long have you been here? How much contribution points have you accumulated now?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then answered openly:

"Sir! I used to be from Qim Town. There was no Dawn City at that time. I have been staying here and have never left."

"Contribution points, I have been accumulating for more than three months, and now I am ranked more than 20,000 on the list!"

"Maybe in a few years, I should be able to become a believer of the great God of Knowledge like those powerful big men!"

Wallace nodded and tidied up the things on his stall. In fact, there were not many things. After all, he was in the business of appraisal, relying mainly on his knowledge and the divine help of the God of Natural History.

"I have a plan to help you... um, I want to discuss with you about your desire to learn appraisal and valuation."

"I live over at Zhushi Third Street. How about going to my place for a while and chatting?"

The old scholar made an invitation.

The girl opened her watery eyes in surprise, and pointed at herself with her right index finger in disbelief:

"Ah? Me?"

Wallace affirmed: "Yes, it's you."

Valerie thought for a moment, and did not agree directly, but asked seriously: "Old man, my home is not far from you. My parents and I live on Zhushi Street, two streets away from you!"

"Can I go home and get some tea first? My father just made a bag of tea a few days ago. He planted it himself. It smells so good when brewed! I'll bring some to you!"

Wallace grinned and laughed: "No problem, No. 8 Zhushi Street 3, there is a persimmon tree in the small garden in front of the door, don't go wrong."

The old scholar has been in the border area for several years, and now he has also been infected with the temper of the border people, and he speaks directly.

He believes that Valerie is not taking the opportunity to inform his family.

The other party is definitely really just to bring him tea.

The reason is also very simple.

In the current Ceylon region, the illusion magic has almost achieved "complete coverage". Even merchants who come from other places to do business will soon be recommended and blessed by the goddess of illusion.

Having the illusion magic means having the [Instant Messenger].

Using the instant messenger to send messages to friends and family you know can be done smoothly even when your hands are tied.

Various "kidnapping and extortion" type crimes in Ceylon have long been extinct because of this.

Because there is no possibility of success at all.

Hostages can notify their families or seek help at any time.

Maybe the criminals haven't had time to start extortion, and the enthusiastic "passers-by" have already swarmed up to beat them up.

Don't forget.

Fighting against illegal crimes also has contribution points.

The first person to arrive even has to be gentle when beating, otherwise, the latecomers may not get this almost "free" contribution point.

In this safe and secure environment without any worries or suspicions, the agreement between the old scholar Wallace and the young girl Valerie became so simple.

…

Not long after.

The girl came to the small villa rented by Wallace as promised, holding a small bag of dried tea leaves, and swiftly helped the old scholar complete a series of actions such as boiling water and making tea.

After taking a sip of the fragrant green tea, Wallace got to the point:

"Valerie, I need to explain something to you first."

"Whether it is identification, valuation or authenticity identification, these skills rely not only on your knowledge and experience accumulation."

"More importantly, you need to be recognized by the great God of Natural History Davinson. When He is willing to give you the power to identify everything, you will become a true junior appraiser and have the ability to identify items related to gods."

"Otherwise."

"Even if you read more books and learn more knowledge, you are at most an apprentice appraiser, and at most you can identify things like that pearl necklace."

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Hearing this, Valerie sighed uncomfortably and said disappointedly:

"Ah? Oh... why is it like this again."

Wallace raised a finger and changed the subject;

"But!"

"I have an idea now."

"I plan to fund enough contribution points for you to directly enter the top of the list when you bless next time, so that you can quickly get the blessing of the God of Knowledge."

"Ah?!" Valerie exclaimed.

When she received an invitation from Wallace, she thought he wanted to talk to her about "apprenticeship" or something like that.

If you want to learn a craft that is enough to make a living, it doesn't count as a job, but the threshold is actually quite high.

Either it is a skill passed down from family, or there must be an experienced master leading the way.

The latter often start out as the master's apprentice honestly, working hard and being beaten and scolded for several years or even more than ten years, during which time they gradually learn the corresponding skills from the master.

As a result, the old scholar Wallace proposed a "plan" that she had not expected at all.

"Why are you willing to support me?"

When she said this, Valerie became a little wary.

She was almost deceived a few days ago, so now is the time to be wary.

This good thing fell on Valerie like pie in the sky, and she instinctively refused to believe it.

“My funding is conditional,” Wallace explained patiently.

"First, I need you to choose to become a complete and pure appraiser who masters the art of natural history after receiving the blessing of the God of Knowledge."

"Second, I have some ideas that I plan to test, but I don't have enough manpower to test it now, and your situation is just right to be my assistant."

"I need to explain it to you in advance."

"Some of the ideas I intend to test may be dangerous. In the worst case scenario... they may even cause you to be cast aside by the gods and no longer be able to obtain the recognition and blessings of any gods."

"You should think carefully about whether you are willing to accept my funding."

Valerie fell into thinking a little tangledly.

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