Warhammer Wizard

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After half a month.

Ren quite reluctantly came out of Oxilia's room, returned to his room, took out the Vezeland badge, opened the Transmission Gate, and went directly to the third floor of the villa at Gairola Farm.

As soon as he came out of the Transmission Gate, he heard a burst of shouts.

"Faster!"

"A little faster!"

"If you are behind, follow up immediately, otherwise the timing will be invalid."

"The speed of this lap has slowed down. The team that runs at the end will punish 50 push-ups. It will start now. You can't continue running until you finish it."

Ren walked to the window of the study room. The large open space in front of the villa has been transformed into a large playground. The length of a circle is 3 miles, the width can accommodate several cars in parallel, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of sand and gravel. , It can absorb water, and will not raise dust.

At this moment, more than 300 Kemelites are running around the playground.

It is now approaching noon, and they have been running since breakfast, without stopping for a minute.

The 300 people were divided into 20 teams, each with ten and five people, keeping the distance, and a Transcender instructor was followed by them.

At the forefront of the team is a middle-level Shadow Warrior leading the team. He keeps running at a constant speed. He is not fast. He still looks very relaxed after running all morning, but the Kemel people who follow behind are all wet with sweat. Through, clenching their teeth, some people looked pale and seemed to fall at any time.

Training requires them not to run too fast, overtake the leader, but not to fall behind or even stop.

From time to time, someone slowed down and fell behind, and the instructor immediately yelled to remind him.

These instructors are from the Dragon Stone mercenary group, they are specially selected by Ren, each and everyone looks fierce, and shows no mercy during training.

Even if there is a slight dissatisfaction during training, the only thing that can be obtained is heavier punishment.

In addition to the mercenary instructors, there are also several extreme fighters in the farm. As a total sect officer, Sicarius has been commanding training for half a month.

He stood on the high platform by the side of the playground and stared, and immediately sensed the arrival of Primarch.

Looking in the direction of the villa, he found Ren's silhouette, so he instructed the other instructors to leave the training, and went upstairs to enter the study room.

"Boss !"

As soon as Sicarius came in, he felt bitter, "These Kemelites are not good at aptitude, only slightly better than the ordinary person. After half a month of training, it seems to be useless."

Ren saw through his mind and couldn't stay on the farm anymore.

"Why it's useless?" Ren said with a smile: "The best of them can only run for an hour at first. Now they can run for 4 hours without a problem. At least in terms of endurance, they have improved a lot. "

"Is this also progress?" Sicarius was a little disdainful.

A random person from the Makulag tribe, even a 3-year-old child, has better physical strength than these Kemelites. At such a slow speed, running for a whole day will not be tired.

He shook his head disapprovingly, "Boss provides them with a bottle of'primary troll potion' every day, just change to a healthy person, with potion assistance, and training for half a month will not be bad."

Ren couldn't help being silent.

Sicarius's view also has some truth.

Primary troll potion, this is a potion refined with troll blood. After drinking it, it can quickly restore physical strength, relieve fatigue, and repair minor damage within the body. Ordinary people can endure more intense training with this medicine, improve endurance, and will not become sick from overwork.

Without potions, and running around the drill all day, the ordinary person would collapse after a few days.

Although this is only the lowest potion, the price of a bottle is only 2 gold shields, but it can't hold up a large amount. There are more than 300 Kemelites each one bottle, and 600 gold shields are invested every day.

In half a month, more than 9000 gold shields were consumed.

Ren also provided them with nutritious food, and the instructors of the Dragonstone mercenary group have to pay additional compensation, which has already invested more than 10000 gold shields.

And these more than 10000 gold shields are only insignificant progress.

Only a dozen of the more than 300 Kemelites are more prominent and have the potential to become ceremony through the soul, but the probability is not very high.

With so much money, only a dozen Transcenders can be cultivated, which is not worth it.

In fact, not only Sicarius, but the instructors of the mercenary group couldn't understand.

In their opinion, Ren's attempt this time failed.

It is very difficult to cultivate an extraordinary Legion that is completely loyal to the individual or the family. Those great nobles and lords, which one has spent more than ten years or even decades, invested countless resources, and barely built an extraordinary armed force of 100 people?

By Ren's side, none of the people who knew about this were optimistic about him.

Amelis was a little worried at the beginning. After Ren built the extraordinary Legion, she no longer needed her mercenary group.

However, after seeing the training of the Kemel people, all her worries disappeared. She also hinted at Ren that as long as she reached a closer relationship with her, the Dragonstone mercenary group could sign a multi-year employment contract at any rate. It is necessary to cultivate the extraordinary Legion.

Ren without the slightest hesitation refused.

He has his own plan, and things that others can't do don't mean he can't do it either.

The training method of the Kemel people is arranged by Ren, and there is only running, but running is not just to exercise their physique, the real purpose is to test their Willpower.

The key to ceremony through the soul is the will, which is the strength of the soul.

Each of these 300 Kemelites was personally selected by Ren. They asked them face-to-face, using the eyes of the soul to check their status, excluding those who were gloomy or lying, and there was no problem with regard to loyalty. Then they used their mobile phones. Take photos of them, record their soul information, and the origin of their names.

Pick 1000 out of more than 300 Kemelites, and the average potential is already higher than that of an ordinary person.

Among them, males account for the majority and females are fewer, with only more than 40.

These women seem weak, but their souls and will are no less than men. The path to transcendence is essentially an evolution. When possessing transcendence, gender differences are weakened, which is not so important.

Ren treated them equally and picked them in.

Every 3 days, he will re-observe everyone, take photos and record them, and make detailed data tables for comparison.

A person with a slightly improved soul is considered qualified.

The soul hasn't changed in the second record. Generally, people with weak-willed people who are sneaky and slippery will be eliminated directly, and people will be selected from the rest of Kemel.

After several rounds of selection and half a month of boring running training, the Soul Willpower of more than 300 people has been strengthened.

Their appearance looks exhausted, and the improvement of physique is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Transcenders, but only Ren knows the inner changes.

This is enough in his plan.

The goal has been achieved, and it doesn't make much sense to continue training and running.

The morning training is over, and there is a one-hour break at noon. When the Kemelites have eaten a good lunch, they are notified and immediately gather in the playground.

They walked out of the cafeteria a little puzzled, and suddenly saw Ren standing on the platform.

"Sir Lord!"

More than 300 Kemelites were eyes shined, and they rushed to the playground to assemble without worrying about fatigue.

After half a month of training, they have been able to find their teammates proficiently, standing in the 20th row, looking towards Ren full of expectations.

Absolute silence on the entire playground, waiting for the lord's scrutiny.

Ren's gaze slowly swept across everyone, and the eyes of the soul captured their state, making a new round of records.

In just a few minutes, he completed the data comparison.

"Come here for your training. Let's rest for a long time today." Ren announced the good news to make the people in the audience happy, and then continued: "The one who reads the name is listed. Fadal, Robbie, Elvi Ra, Desen, Delana, Gwyneth..."

Everyone immediately realized that someone who can be called by the lord must have something good.

They are very nervous and look forward to hearing their names.

Ren said ten names in one breath. These people have the best potential among the 300 people, and Soul Willpower's improvement has changed the most.

They all stood up in surprise and joy.

"All come up, ready to go with me." Ren looked towards the others in the audience, comforted: "They are only the first batch. Everyone has a chance. Disband."

After speaking, he opened a Transmission Gate and walked in first.

In the castle hall, Ren watched ten Kemelites walk out of the Transmission Gate. They were all using the gate for the first time. It felt both novel and perplexed.

When the Transmission Gate was closed, they found themselves in a quaint castle hall, all around there were many servants waiting, and they were all immediately embarrassed. The sweaty and embarrassed appearance on their bodies was incompatible with this place, and they didn’t even know what to do. Where to put it.

Ren waved his hand, instructed: "Fabian, let someone wash them up and arrange a rest in the room."

"Okay, grown up."

Wind Elf is now Chief Steward of Glamorgan. As long as Ren is in the castle, he will always follow him inseparably.

Ren himself entered the mechanical alchemy room and continued his own gun research.

It took a few hours before he came out and called ten Kemelites again. They had regained their physical strength, put on brand new clothes, and had a refreshed mental outlook.

Eight of these people are men and two women.

Their age distribution is not regular. The youngest is only 18 years old and she is still a young girl, while the oldest is almost 30 years old and looks relatively stable.

The one with the greatest potential is a young man named Desen, who has just reached 20 years old, and his soul strength has increased by one third in just half a month. If he had been trained a few years earlier, he would almost certainly be able to become a Transcender, and he would have the potential to cast spells.

Moreover, his younger sister was also selected, but not among the ten.

Ren nodded with satisfaction, "Come with me."