But the number of Magic Guided Books had not changed since the Nulin Era—neither increased nor decreased, so each Magic Guided Book would only be passed on to the next successor after the previous owner had died or retired.
This led to the extrely powerful "Control Profession" among the Invokers being passed down by word of mouth—it enabled them to recreate scenes and terrains, even altering the operation of magic power. However, it was actually rare since very few people truly pursued this path; after all, no one knew for certain if there was a Magic Guided Book ant for themselves.
Since there were several top Invokers of this profession in the second world too, Fang Hong happened to be sowhat knowledgeable about it.
He guessed that perhaps the Tabopolis Oak Knights had obtained a Magic Guided Book by so ans, which was why they trained trainees like Gita. Of course, the book was not specifically prepared for him. Grand Guilds operated like this, with countless people competing for the sa position, but only the most outstanding person would ultimately stand out.
Overall, however, Fang Hong thought the other party was quite impressive; although a bit shy and timid, their speech was not inferior and their mory was astonishingly good; crucially, Tianlan also ntioned that he was both an Appraiser and the team's tactical arranger.
That was very impressive; either position required an excellent mind, the forr requiring a substantial reserve of knowledge of rare items, while the latter was purely a ntal activity.
The last trainee nad Luo Yu, who was tall, had been silent up until then. Tianlan said he was a trainee Elentalist cultivated by the Guild, characterized by a particular sensitivity to calculations—exactly the potential needed by an Elentalist.
However, Fang Hong's impression of this person was brave and decisive, as the scene where he rushed out to save that Papalarian Crossbowman had left a deep impression on him.
Naturally, he was also a Life Profession Practitioner, a Bowyer specifically for Atira, who also possessed so basic Woodworking skills.
A silent and reserved Woodworker.
It sounded normal enough, but Fang Hong always felt that the other party had been observant of him from the beginning. However, every ti he turned around, the tall man would pretend as if nothing was amiss and shift his gaze away.
Apart from that slightly strange aspect, Fang Hong found that the team was generally quite harmonious.
Look, there was a Papalarian Scout, and Atira had such a Ranged Profession; what was even more precious was that she was a chef by profession and even excelled at preserving ga—such a setup saved so many positions; as for the others, well, their combat ability was a bit weak, but from negotiators, Appraisers even to Bowyers and Woodworkers, it was just a perfect support logistics team.
Well, just missing an Alchemist.
If any Guild's Adventure Group had such a logistics support team, this kind of arrangent could definitely be called luxurious, and even if the level of the group was not first-rate, it must at least be second-rate, right?
So, the question arose—
Where were the combat personnel in this logistics support team?
Fang Hong thought about this and began to sweat a little. "Tianlan, is it just the few of you in the team?"
Tianlan shook her head like a rattle-drum, "Of course not, we're still missing one person."
"Oh—." Fang Hong suddenly realized.
He thought carefully, in this team both Atira and Parker barely counted as half a War Profession Professional each. If you add one more rather powerful pure War Profession, it wouldn't be a bad small team—even if the direct combat power is lacking, the strong logistical abilities could compensate.
But unexpectedly, Tianlan continued, "Because a trainee can have three assistants, right? We are still missing one, and we also happen to need an accompanying Alchemist."
After finishing, she looked at Fang Hong with an eager gaze: "Brother Ade, why don't you join our team? Aren't you going to Elpaxin? We are also going back for resupply and rest, and we also have—"
Fang Hong didn't hear the rest of the sentence, as he had picked up his water bottle, and upon hearing this statent, he suddenly spurted water from his nose.
Then he couldn't help but cough violently while lying on the ground.
He coughed for quite a while, startling everyone else. Fang Hong hastily waved his hand in discomfort to signal he was fine. But it was at this mont that he saw a hand appear in his line of sight.
It was a delicate hand, belonging to a young girl, with slender wrists adorned with a red coral bracelet, a favorite decoration among the Forest Elves. He was startled for a mont, sniffed, raised his head, and saw Atira standing in front of him.
The Elf Girl seed to have sorted out her emotions already and nodded at Fang Hong, her green eyes slightly apologetic.
Fang Hong couldn't help but recall the previous scene, feeling very embarrassed, and was sowhat at a loss for how to respond for a mont. Atira, on the other hand, appeared easygoing, as if she had forgotten the earlier incident, softly said, "Fuli was right, how about Ade joining us too?"
Although it was clearly a question, for so reason, Fang Hong always felt her attitude was more like it brooked no opposition.
"But..."
But Fang Hong felt this team was really tragic, a team of six Life Professions, wasn't this a circus?
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