Chapter 4 The cruel truth

Benjamin was shocked by the conclusion he came to.

"No, that's unlikely..."

Benjamin subconsciously wanted to deny the conclusion he had just drawn. After all, Nolen College would recruit students every five years across the entire plane. Even with the stringent requirements, there were still several thousand students enrolled in each class.

If only a hundred or so students from a class were left dead, how high would the death rate be on the front lines?!

But this thought was like a dark cloud hanging over my heart, unable to be dispelled.

A glance at the promotion of the combat area showed that it had entered the question-and-answer session. A group of high-spirited returning wizards were answering questions raised by apprentices one by one or imparting battlefield experience, which seemed extremely lively.

“…It’s like an idol meeting.”

After muttering something, Benjamin decisively turned and walked to the other side, where several wizards with tired and vicissitudes of life expressions were gathered together.

They wore logistical-style robes with alchemy crucibles, potion flasks, or runes for formations embroidered on their chests.

These people looked extremely plain, and some of their robes even looked a little old.

Their levels were not high, most of them were only first-level formal wizards, and two of them were even only third-level wizard apprentices.

His eyes weren't as sharp and confident as those of combat wizards, but rather a calmness that came from someone who had experienced the vicissitudes of life.

In contrast, the combat wizards of the same class as them not only have completely different auras, but also have made remarkable achievements.

From this perspective, the school sent this group of wizards back for comparative publicity.

Almost as soon as Benjamin turned around, several wizards turned their eyes to him.

Jieming walked forward calmly and asked politely in a low voice, "Excuse me, Senior, I'm a new apprentice this year and I'm considering my major. I wonder if I can ask you a few questions."

Hearing Benjamin's question, several wizards looked at each other with a playful look in their eyes.

An alchemist spoke first. "New here? I'd like to ask about the Logistics Department... Why, aren't you planning on trying your luck in the Combat Department? The benefits there are definitely better than the Logistics Department."

Being watched by a group of wizards who were much stronger than himself made people feel very pressured even if they did not deliberately release their aura. Fortunately, years of practice had greatly strengthened Benjamin's will.

He shook his head sincerely, "I'm not particularly interested in fighting and killing, and... to be honest, I'm a little afraid of those battlefields."

"It's normal to be afraid of the battlefield. After all, you're a newcomer," a Potions wizard said. "But logistics... well, promotion isn't as fast as in the combat department, and you have to fight for resources on your own."

"I'd like to know why you think we will answer your questions?" Another wizard interrupted him and looked at Benjamin curiously.

"Wizards believe in the equal exchange of knowledge. It seems you don't have the price to pay for us to answer the questions?"

"because……"

Jemin didn't say it explicitly, but just turned his gaze to the combat wizards on the other side of the stage who were still interacting with the new apprentices.

The wizards from the logistics department also looked in that direction in tacit understanding, and then they all laughed.

"You guessed right. We have all received the task of cooperating with the academy's publicity." The alchemist wizard looked at Benjamin with admiration in his eyes.

"The mission does include an obligation to answer questions from freshmen. However, due to contractual restrictions, each freshman only has one chance to ask a question, and I can only answer questions that you already know or will soon know and are not restricted by the contract. If your questions exceed this limit, then I have the right not to answer."

"Now...what do you want to ask?"

Benjamin didn't hesitate: "I want to ask, why are there only ninety-seven returning wizards in the combat department's promotional program?"

After hearing Benjamin's question, the logistics wizards present fell silent for a moment.

They stared at Benjamin with varying expressions, until he began to feel a little uncomfortable. A wizard studying construction couldn't help but laugh, "Hahahaha... This kid is much smarter than I was back then!"

There were even wizards who directly recruited Benjamin: "Boy, come and study runes. With your brain, you can definitely become a big shot!"

"Go away, don't you fear violating the contract by recruiting directly? And you guys are making such loud noises, be careful that other students hear you!" The alchemy wizard waved his hand at the other wizards.

The wizards paid no attention to the words of the alchemist. One construction wizard even pointed upwards triumphantly:

"Don't worry, Jack. This kid must have seen through the trap of this propaganda to ask such a question. As for those apprentices outside... I have already set up an illusion barrier. Those little guys outside won't notice this place."

Benjamin looked up and was shocked.

Because around him and this group of wizards, a frosted glass-like light curtain appeared at some point, covering everyone.

This should be the illusion barrier that the wizard mentioned, but he has been in a state of high mental tension since just now, and still has not noticed when the wizard set up the barrier.

If the other party hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't even have noticed the changes around him.

"Don't be too surprised. Once you're on the battlefield, you'll gradually learn these things in order to survive."

Jack noticed Benjamin's surprise, but he didn't think much about it.

After all, judging from Benjamin's appearance, he was just a commoner before, so it was normal for him to be surprised by such a thing.

Jack ignored the teasing of his friends behind him and turned to look at Benjamin, looking quite satisfied with him:

"I didn't expect you to discover the problem from this angle. It's a bit beyond our expectations. That's right! It's just as you thought, or perhaps the frontline battlefield is even more dangerous than you imagined!"

At this point, Wizard Jack also suppressed the smile on his face, and his expression became serious: "I can tell you clearly that whether it is the combat department or the logistics department, what you see now are the only remaining students from our class."

"What..." Benjamin couldn't help but widen his eyes.

He subconsciously searched the venue. The returning combat wizards were easy to find, as they were all on the stage.

Although the returning wizards from the Logistics Department didn't gather together, they were scattered around in groups of three or four. With Benjamin's ability, he obtained the specific data almost instantly:

"One hundred and fifty-three..."

"There were over 5,000 students in our class, and the combat and logistics students outnumbered us 50 to 1. The only 153 left are all here now."

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