Super Dimensional Wizard

"Do you want to sign up?" The staff at the registration office took out a registration form and placed it in front of Angel. (pinyin of bi qi wu)

When the staff saw Angel picking up the pen and starting to fill in the registration form——

"Sir, you may not understand something. The name you recorded in the Sky Tower will accompany you all the way until you finally arrive..."

"Stop!" Angel waved his hand to stop the staff from nagging: "I know, the bigger the name, the better!"

The staff member smiled all over his face: "It's good that you know, sir, then I won't disturb you."

Angel picked up the pen, filled in the name he had already thought of, and put it in front of the staff aggressively.

The staff member smiled and picked up the registration form, wanting to see what nickname this handsome and sensible young man would fill in... When the staff member's eyes reached the top of the form, his smiling expression froze in an instant.

"I! Is! True? Reason?"

Angel said proudly: "How about it? It's a great name. I thought about it for two weeks!"

The staff member stiffened his face and forced a smile: "Sir, this is a great name. But it's not a good nickname."

Angel blinked: "What's wrong? I think it's pretty good."

The staff member's mouth twitched: "Sir, you have to think about it, if you become an official wizard one day and the name spreads. How will others call you? Could it be that you are called a wizard of 'I am the truth'? It doesn't make sense." .”

"That's what you said." Angel took another registration form and quickly filled in the name he had spent 2 seconds thinking about.

The staff member took it and took a look, his expression remained unchanged: "The absolute truth."

"Sir, this name is not easy to pronounce. Why don't you change your name to Sage of Truth? How about a member of the Truth Sect?" the staff member sincerely suggested.

Angel shook his head, I don’t want to be a sage or anything like that.

"What would you like to change it to, sir?"

"Everyone's best friend?"

"This isn't a name, it's a short sentence."

"Then...I have a bird." Angel tapped Toby on his shoulder, and Toby immediately held his head high.

"This name is not good, it will be misunderstood. Think of another one." The staff member was still smiling on his face, but he was starting to go crazy inside. He had seen people from the second grade to the fullest, but he had never seen the second grade. To the person who walked into the wrong shed!

The staff now just wants Angel to think of a random name, it can be apple, strawberry, flower, etc. It doesn’t matter to him whether the name is big or not!

Seeing that Angel was still hesitant, the staff member said: "Sir, why don't you choose something you like and add a noble title. For example, Princess Brown Sugar, Prince Sword, Queen Oppai, etc."

"Is that so? Then...Milk Baron?" As soon as Angel said it, he immediately denied it: "No, this name doesn't suit my tall image."

"Milk Baron, right? Okay, I've already written it down." The staff member's ears twitched, with a sincere smile on his face. He quickly wrote down the title with the pen in his hand, and then pushed Angel out.

"Your Excellency Milk Baron, if you want to go to the ring now, that's the lottery area, please... bang!" the staff said while taking advantage of Angel's dazed state to slam the door of the registration office shut. .

Along the way, he threw a crystal clear card in front of Angel.

Angel quickly turned around and slammed the door: "No, I want to change my name! This name doesn't suit me!"

Inside the door, the staff took out two balls of cotton from the drawer, stuffed them into their ears, and then continued their elegant work.

Angel slapped and shouted for a long time, attracting the attention of everyone in the registration hall. Under the cold eyes, Angel held his face, gave up and continued to knock on the door.

"Milk Baron is Milk Baron. Anyway, I wear a hood when I go on stage. If you can't see my face, it won't affect my tall image...right?"

With a hint of sadness, Angel put on the hood that came with the black sheet, picked up the card on the ground, and then fled the registration hall in despair.

The lottery area was actually equivalent to the backstage of the competition arena. Angel opened the curtain on the door of the lottery area and walked in, and found that all the contestants were staying here.

The contestants were all dressed in weird outfits, as if they were in a dressing room at a drag party. Angel walked around the huge lottery area for a long time, smelling all kinds of strange smells, and came to the location of the lottery box.

When Angel stood in front of the lottery box, almost all the contestants looked over. Perhaps the lot Angel drew was himself, so they were naturally very concerned.

All kinds of murderous, gloomy and oppressive, seductive and sarcastic looks swept over Angel.

"Contestant, please show your personal information." Behind the lottery box was a middle-aged woman, wearing a black and gray uniform with a high bun, and said with a serious face.

Angel took out the thin, crystal clear card.

The middle-aged woman took it and swiped it on a crystal-like alchemy machine. Angel's name immediately appeared on the transparent screen on the table.

"Milk Baron..." The middle-aged woman glanced at the name, and her original serious expression suddenly froze, and the corners of her mouth showed signs of slight upturn. Looking at the young boy in front of her who was wearing a hood, but whose body was obviously not yet grown up, she somehow felt that the name and the person were very suitable.

At the same time, other players backstage also saw this name. Instantly there was a burst of laughter.

"Milk Baron, haha, what a name! He must be a little kid!"

"Hahahaha, I can beat ten of these little brats one by one! You must line them up for me and watch me, the God of Death, Lancang, cut him in half with one strike!"

"Lancang God of Death? Hahaha, I, the 'Temple Authority', don't accept it!"

"Get out of the way and let me, 'Bishop of Dawn,' come and drink this glass of milk!"

The middle-aged woman behind the lottery box said in a rare gentle tone: "Milk Baron, do you want to start the lottery now?"

"Yeah." A low squeak came from under the black hood.

"Okay, please." The middle-aged woman motioned to Angel to draw lots.

The lottery box was a small square box. When Angel put his hand in, he realized that the space in the box was unexpectedly large. Unexpectedly, a small lottery box contained expansion magic patterns. The strength of Sky Mechanical City was really strong.

Angel took out a ball at random. There was a row of numbers on the ball: 038794.

The middle-aged woman took the ball and quickly recorded something. After a while, a row of words appeared on the transparent screen in front of her: Milk Baron vs. Black Jack. Half an hour later, the 7th arena on the first floor of the Sky Tower.

When the middle-aged woman saw who Angel was fighting against, she frowned slightly, and looked at Angel with a hint of pity and regret.

"It's Black Jack. It seems like nothing will happen to me."

"This kid unexpectedly faced Black Jack in his maiden match. It is estimated that his psychological shadow will be infinite in the future..."

"Future? Haha, I guess this little guy has no future. Think about Black Jack's methods."

A rustling sound from behind reached Angel's ears. From what other players were saying, this Black Jack seemed pretty powerful? Angel recalled the information on Sky Tower seed players compiled by David, but Black Jack's name was not among them.

Then what should he fear?

Angel took his information card nonchalantly, then turned and walked towards the player area.

Because the name was too damaging to his image, Angel did not intend to communicate with anyone, so he did not go to the place where the players gathered, but found a corner.

The waiting time was boring, so Angel simply meditated.

But not long after meditating, I heard the sound of "ta-ta-ta-ta" footsteps. Angel frowned. The place he chose was rarely visited by people. How could there be footsteps?

When he opened his eyes, he saw a strangely dressed man standing in front of him.

That's right, the quantifier Angel used was "only".

Because the person in front of me was wearing a white bear jumpsuit and a white bear ear headband on his head. In addition, his face is already white and chubby. If you don't look carefully, he looks like a stuffed bear.

"Milk Baron, hello." White Bear waved to Angel.

If others say hello in a friendly manner, Angel will definitely respond in a friendly manner given his usual personality. But at this time, because the name was too embarrassing, Angel decided to formulate an exclusive and cold persona for the "Milk Baron" to keep people away from him thousands of miles away, so as not to reveal his true identity.

Thinking of his own character, Angel snorted arrogantly and did not respond to White Bear's greeting.

Angel's attitude did not make White Bear flinch. Instead, he sat down near Angel and said with a smile: "Earl Milk, I also like to drink milk. Let's make friends."

make friends? Angel looked at him through the hood, not commenting on the white bear doll costume. His face was chubby and he looked to be in his twenties, a bit like a grown-up version of Alan Munn.

Angel continued to snort coldly and said angrily: "I'm not interested in milk. This name is a misunderstanding!"

White Bear smiled and said: "That doesn't matter. Fate made you choose Milk as your name. Even if it is a misunderstanding, maybe this misunderstanding was caused by fate specifically to guide us to meet. So make friends, my name is Dadi Bear, you can call me White Bear, or Bear."

Bear... Angel shivered with coldness and looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan. com Also, this man talks about "destiny", which reminds him of the fortune teller in martial arts. It's a lot of nonsense, but there's nothing formal about it.

"Hmph——" Angel snorted with his nose, acting arrogant in his true self.

White Bear didn't care about Angel's attitude, but continued to talk to himself with a smile: "I just saw that your first opponent is Black Jack. You have to be careful about Black Jack, this person is not a good person."

Seeing that Angel still didn't respond, Bai Xiong paused and continued: "Black Jack is famous on the first floor of the Sky Tower. His strength has long been able to reach the upper level, but he would rather not contribute points than Promotion. Because...he is a famous sadist and has a strong sadism. The more immature his opponent is, the more excited he is to torture him. So he stays on the first floor as a thorn in the side and selects newcomers to attack."

"Black Jack is a wizard apprentice from the mysterious side. No one has figured out which lineage he belongs to yet. But he has a trick that can seal people's mouthpieces and make them unable to speak." White Bear paused: "So, if you are not sure , please admit defeat directly before the referee announces the start."

Angel didn't care about Black Jack's strength. He glanced at the white bear and said in a low voice: "Tell me, what is your purpose in approaching me?"