After Wei Sushen's careful consideration, the headquarters sightseeing plan eventually evolved into the execution of a plane mission.

Wei Sushen chose the first mission after his wedding leave very carefully, and finally picked the label of "Another World Continent" from a variety of options.

Different customs and practices, perfect for vacation.

System 001 said disdainfully, "Are you going on a mission or just for fun?"

Wei Sushen was carefully considering what he needed to do after arriving there, and ignored his provocation.

Fang Shan is actually much more playful than Wei Sushen, and has been trying to communicate with the headquarters for the past half month.

"Dear Controller, I'm your beloved 666. Please instruct the task distribution system to give me a slacking job, just as a celebration for my wedding."

It wasn't until this morning that headquarters finally responded: This won't happen again.

With the controller's guarantee, Fang Shan knew that this trip was safe, and he and Wei Sushen set out on the journey to the plane with ease.

As soon as he was teleported into the new world, Fang Shan felt comfortable. What filled the sky and earth was not spiritual energy, but a similar substance that could enable humans to greatly develop their bodies.

The people on the street are all peculiar in their own way. Some walk with their hands behind their backs, followed by hundreds of birds. Some lie on the ground and ask ants for directions... At a glance, there are few normal people.

Landing safely after the transmission was a novel experience for Wei Sushen and Fang Shan. Not only did they not encounter any emergencies, but their voices and appearances were also their own.

Fang Shan was moved and said, "I am indeed the controller's most beloved child."

Wei Sushen: "The mission only requires you to survive for thirty days."

After hearing this, Fang Shan nodded with even greater satisfaction.

Wei Sushen discovered that the remarks column also provided a "Guide" that gave a basic introduction to this plane, which could be said to be a one-stop service.

This place is called Tianshui Continent. Everyone is born extraordinary. Some have the ability to lift thousands of pounds, some know the language of animals... Innate ability determines the heights a person can reach.

Fang Shan: "It's a rare opportunity to relax. Let's go to the tavern first to get some information. We'll go wherever there's activity."

Wei Sushen nodded, agreeing with his point of view.

The tavern has always been a bustling place. There are both men and women who come here with a bold and unrestrained style. There are also a few fierce-looking ones who look not to be trifled with at first glance.

Amidst the noisy discussions, someone suddenly spoke up: "The Royal Academy is recruiting teachers."

The expressions of the other guests who were drinking changed somewhat.

A strong man sighed, "There are only three spots. No matter who is selected, it will be a real leap forward."

He can easily obtain wealth and glory, and he can also teach many royal children and wealthy and powerful people. This favor can definitely benefit future generations.

A woman spoke up, "About three years ago, I boasted a fifth-level talent for pharmacy, but was still rejected by the Royal Academy."

There was a moment of silence in the tavern. A fifth-level talent in pharmacy was already enough to be recruited as a general guest official, which showed how high the threshold of the Royal Academy was.

Fang Shan and Wei Sushen exchanged a glance and whispered, "Such harsh conditions are the perfect setting for you and me to perform."

Wei Sushen looked into his eyes, which could be described as sparkling, and remained silent for a while before slowly saying, "I just checked my talent ability, and it barely reached level four."

Fang Shan: "I guarantee we'll annihilate the enemy with my singing voice."

Wei Sushen did not respond.

Fang Shan hesitated for two seconds: "Could it be that singing isn't your talent?"

Wei Sushen nodded.

Fang Shan looked at him scrutinizingly, trying to find a point in him that was more offensive than his singing.

Wei Sushen knew he couldn't hide it, so he took the initiative to show his current attributes:

[Talent: Crow Mouth. Has an 80% high hit rate, a hidden poisonous milk-level boss.]

Fang Shan was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly moved the stool back a distance.

Wei Sushen was helpless: "I won't curse people for no reason."

This trip is mainly for sightseeing. The Royal Academy is touted as a holy place, so of course we have to visit it.

When they arrived, several people were walking out dejectedly, sighing that the request was too high.

The Royal Academy’s recruitment policy is to rather have no one than to hire the wrong person. Even if there is a shortage of people at the moment, the conditions will not be relaxed.

Fang Shan said to Wei Sushen, "It's time for you to shine."

Wei Sushen laughed and walked in with him side by side.

The academy was heavily guarded, with a dedicated entrance for applicants. Following the signs, the two entered a spacious, brightly lit building. Their arrival coincided with the end of a group of interviews, leaving only one person in line ahead of them.

"The rest of you come in together." Someone opened the door and waved to them.

There were ten interviewers in total. The one sitting in the middle looked very dignified, with his lips tightly pursed, which made him look intimidating without even getting angry.

The interviewee walking in front of Fang Shan began breathing rapidly with nervousness. Following the procedure, he skipped the self-introduction and placed his hand directly on the instrument. A red number 6 flashed.

"Level six talent ability, barely acceptable." The man next to the majestic man spoke with a hint of disappointment.

The interviewee doesn't dare to be happy too soon. It's just like just getting a score of 59. Whether he can finally reach 60 depends on the grace of the examiner.

"Go back and wait for notification." The majestic man said, writing the word "to be determined" on the paper.

The interviewee deliberately slowed down before leaving, wanting to see what the competitors behind him were doing.

At this moment, Wei Sushen had already placed his hand on the instrument. The number jumped back and forth between 3 and 4, and finally stopped at 4.

The interviewee was so shocked that he stopped in his tracks... He dared to come for an interview with a score below five, was he sure he wasn't trying to cause trouble?

The interviewers had the same question in their minds, and several of them looked slightly gloomy. The dignified man remained calm and said, "You should know that to be recruited by the Royal Academy, you must have reached at least the sixth level."

Wei Sushen nodded: "But my ability is very suitable for supervising students to study."

One of the interviewers expressed a slight interest. The Royal Academy's students were exceptionally gifted, and inevitably a bit arrogant. They didn't act presumptuously in front of established professors, but they were less friendly toward less gifted newer teachers. Three previous professors had resigned because they couldn't stand the students' attitude.

"Show." The majestic man said lightly.

Wei Sushen looked around at the many interviewers and finally chose the one on the left: "I'm sorry."

The man looked puzzled. What had he offended?

Before he could ask, Wei Sushen opened his mouth and said, "Your Excellency is very graceful, especially in this white robe, which only highlights your divine appearance."

The interviewee who was leaning against the door and watching was completely confused. This kind of flattery of the interviewer in person was unprecedented.

The next moment, a flock of frightened vultures flew in from the window. The dignified man reacted immediately and swatted several of them away. One of them fell into the corner, but instead of fainting, it struggled and rushed around. The interviewer on the left was closest to it and was hit on the nose. The vulture scratched at him and even after being knocked down by the interviewer, it didn't forget to give him a final claw.

The interviewer who had just been praised for his elegant demeanor now had his white robe in ruins and his face was swollen.

When Wei Sushen saw his own abilities for the first time, he had to say... he was shocked.

"Why are there vultures in the academy?" an interviewer frowned.

The majestic man looked at Wei Sushen. Such a strange thing couldn't be a coincidence.

Wei Sushen nodded slightly: "This is my ability, Crow Mouth."

“…”

Wei Sushen: "But the hit rate is only 80%."

As a bystander, Fang Shan felt that the use of the word "only" was extremely cruel.

The dignified man said calmly, "What just happened can also be arranged in advance. I will designate someone."

Wei Sushen: "Okay."

The majestic man glanced around, and everyone else turned their heads away to avoid his gaze.

"The Royal City."

The man with half-long hair froze: "I think..."

Unfortunately, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the majestic man: "It's him."

Wei Sushen looked towards Wang Cheng. According to his estimation, the shallower the range of the curse, the higher the hit rate. After thinking for a moment, he said directly: "The hair is very unique."

With the previous experience as a lesson, Wang Cheng instantly became the center of attention. Being caught in so many gazes, he actually felt relieved. He didn't believe anything could go wrong with his hair in such a public place.

At this moment, a loud thunder suddenly sounded outside, and Wang Cheng shrank his neck... Could it be a lightning strike?

He subconsciously took a few steps away from the window and, by chance, stepped on the wing of a fainted vulture. The vulture, awakened by the pain, pecked at his eyes. As Wang Cheng dodged, a bolt of lightning struck the wall not far from the window. The vulture persisted in its attack, and Wang Cheng, fuming, gathered a jet of water, intending to pierce the vulture's wing.

"Don't use your ability." The majestic man shouted, but it was too late. Some of the electric current that did not have time to dissipate entered Wang Cheng's body through the water. Although it was only a tiny amount, the hair on Wang Cheng's body exploded instantly.

There wasn't even any rain after the lightning, and the weather quickly returned to sunny.

At this moment, the interviewer's eyes when looking at Wei Sushen changed completely, as if he was looking at a terrible plague god.

Wei Sushen said calmly: "I believe that as long as I am present, no student will dare to disobey discipline."

Silence filled the air for a few breaths before the dignified man said, "You're hired."

No one had any doubts about this decision, including the previous interviewee who might have been hired.

In the delicate atmosphere, Fang Shan poked his head out from behind Wei Sushen: "Is it my turn now?"

The interviewer had someone clear away the vultures and nodded to him, indicating that he could begin.

The system's ability in the plane is linked to the host, and as expected, when he put his hand on the instrument, it also showed a 4.

The interviewer pressed his solar plexus and asked, "What are your abilities?"

After the previous person with magical powers appeared, they no longer looked down on anyone.

Fang Shan: "The magnetic field of the God of Misfortune. There's a 50% chance of bringing bad luck." After a moment's thought, he pointed at Wei Sushen and added, "When he and I use our abilities simultaneously, we can achieve a 100% hit rate, and the degree of bad luck will be doubled."

“…”

The interviewers all had different expressions, especially the two who had been tricked before—

Double bad luck, 100% hit rate, and this is a linked skill!