Chapter 326 Old Friend
Jemin's gaze swept across the crowd, and he realized that it wasn't just David who had come.
A little further away stood several familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figures—Serafina, Keller, Anya, and Rex.
These four were once on par with David, recognized as the "new generation" of tenth-level talent super geniuses at the Norren Workshop, enjoying immense prestige.
However, in that decisive elite trial, he was completely overshadowed by the suddenly emerging Jemin.
Only David performed reasonably well, salvaging some face for their "group of geniuses".
If you think about it carefully, it has been nearly a thousand years since he last met Serafina and the other three after the trial ended.
David had some interaction with Jemin because of his help in resettling the natives of Elosia (now Noren 147).
However, in recent centuries, due to the heavy workload of their respective wars and research missions, their contact has gradually become less frequent.
This is quite common in the wizarding world.
Dimensional wars that often last for centuries, coupled with wizards becoming so engrossed in their research that they lose track of time, make it common for old friends to be unable to reunite.
With a slight shift in his mental energy, Jieming's senses began to spread.
David, Serafina, Keller, Anya, and Rex all emanated solid and powerful spiritual energy fields, each with its own distinct and unique tendencies.
They have clearly mastered the rules and entered the level of third-level wizards.
To be fair, in this conference room that has gathered the essence of Norren Academy 147 over hundreds of years, the level of a third-level wizard is not particularly outstanding, and could even be said to be somewhat low.
Even without considering other elites from the same period, many graduates from later years have already advanced to level four or five.
These five former super geniuses do indeed seem somewhat "unremarkable" in terms of their current ranking.
However, when Serafina and the others sensed Jemin and clearly detected the mental energy fluctuations that belonged only to a second-level wizard, their reaction was not one of disdain.
Instead, they all stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with astonishment and...undisguised envy.
call……
Dark energy spread through his body.
Like a shadow, Serafina vanished from the spot like a ghost, and in the next instant, she appeared out of thin air beside Jemin.
She looked at Jemin intently, as if she had witnessed some incredible spectacle, her bright eyes filled with astonishment: "Jemin?! You... how are you still only level two?! How is this possible?!"
The remaining three gathered around. Kelen, whose face always maintained an elegant demeanor, lost his composure. His hand, which was adjusting his glasses, trembled slightly as he muttered, "Level two...it really is still level two...just what kind of monster are you?!"
Even the usually lively Anya had a complicated expression in her eyes.
Although David was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but sigh after seeing it with his own eyes.
He couldn't help but shake his head, his tone filled with heartfelt emotion: "I thought we had caught up with you, but I didn't expect... the gap between us has not only not narrowed, but has widened."
Kelley finally steadied her trembling hands, took a deep breath, and looked at Jemin as if she were a walking paradox: "I can't understand... just how much have you accumulated to keep yourself 'stuck' at level two?"
Their words and reactions stemmed from a unique understanding of level progression within the wizarding world.
For ordinary wizards, the faster they level up, the stronger their talent, opportunities, and wisdom are.
However, when it comes to truly top geniuses, the criteria are often reversed—the slower their advancement, the more terrifying their potential.
The reason for this completely opposite situation is that wizards are essentially seekers of knowledge.
In the eyes of a truly wise wizard, the increase in rank and power is merely a natural "byproduct" of the pursuit of truth.
What ordinary wizards struggle to achieve in terms of wizarding rank is never difficult for top geniuses.
The reason they haven't been promoted yet is that there is still a vast amount of knowledge waiting to be explored, countless ideas needing to be verified, and a profound foundation needing to be solidified at their current level.
They will only choose to move on to the next stage when they have truly reached the "end" of their current level and can no longer advance.
Someone like Jemin, who clearly possesses extraordinary talent, has been "stuck" at level two for a thousand years. This can only mean one thing: at level two, he still has a constant stream of inspiration and unfathomable knowledge that he needs to learn and integrate!
This is a state that any wizard aspiring to climb to the pinnacle of truth would envy, or even be jealous of.
Seeing the mixture of shock, confusion, and envy on the faces of his old acquaintances, Jemin couldn't help but smile and said frankly, "I just feel there are still many things I don't understand, so I'm not in a hurry to get promoted. It's been a long time, everyone."
David was the first to break free from his complicated emotions. He took a step forward with his strong body, smiled, and patted Jemin on the shoulder forcefully.
The force was so strong that Jemin wondered if the guy was trying to kill him: "Let's not talk about that. Comparisons are the thief of joy. Jemin, with the formation of this elite combat unit, we'll likely be assigned to the same or adjacent second-line battlefields. We might need your guidance then."
Jemin naturally nodded in agreement: "You're too kind. Once we're on the battlefield, sharing intelligence and looking out for each other is only right. Perhaps we'll even have a chance to cooperate."
However, his words did not resonate with others.
Beside him, Rex, clad in a mechanical construct with eerie blue energy arcs flickering at his joints, seemed to suddenly recall some painful past events. He couldn't help but shudder, and his voice beneath the metal mask carried a hint of lingering fear:
"It's fine to keep in touch and exchange information! But cooperation... let's forget about it! Jemin, who knows what kind of amazing trouble you'll cause if we team up with you? Didn't you mess us up badly enough in the trial last time?"
Upon hearing this, Serafina, Keller, and even Anya nodded unconsciously, their faces showing lingering fear.
They all clearly recalled certain fears that had been dominated by Jemin's "methods".
Looking at his overreacting teammates, several black lines immediately appeared on Jemin's forehead.
"...Just tell me if my method works or not!" he tried to argue.
"Yes, yes, yes, stuffing shit into their mouths in front of the gods. If it weren't for the higher-ups watching, we would have been beaten to death long ago." Serafina rolled her eyes and complained irritably.
The group exchanged glances and couldn't help but laugh.
(End of this chapter)
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