Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

What's wrong?

Was I amazed by Paril's fireball during the test?

The foolish Paril is actually quite strong once her talent is gradually revealed.

Rhodes and his companion were led through a long corridor to a magically constructed entrance.

Many testers have already gathered around here.

"Gentlemen, please allow me to introduce the specifics of the simulated combat."

The staff member's voice immediately attracted the attention of a group of people.

Clearly, the test participants who had been waiting there did not receive such treatment.

The staff member looked toward the magical entrance and continued, "This is a magical space that was built many years ago by people sent from the Adventurers' Guild headquarters. It's a training ground specifically for simulating battles."

"Entrants wear a specific badge upon entry, and if they suffer fatal damage within the arena, they will be teleported out immediately."

Before the words were finished, a flash of light appeared at the magical entrance, and two warriors holding shields were teleported out.

so amazing.

I wonder what level of adventurer could create such a magical space.

Rhodes looked at the portal shimmering with magical energy with some surprise.

However, since it won't pose a life-threatening danger, there's no need to hold back.

This is indeed the perfect venue for simulating combat.

"The rules for this test are 6v6. All testers will form their own teams, which must consist of three physical damage dealers and three magic damage dealers." "Eliminating all members of the opposing team will be considered a victory. Guild evaluators will be on-site to observe and evaluate the entire test."

After explaining the rules, he lowered his voice: "Please make sure you two take this battle seriously, as performance in the simulation battle carries significant weight in the adventurer's rank assessment."

"Okay, thank you," Rhodes said politely.

"It's nothing, it's what we should do." The two staff members seemed to be competing to see who was more polite.

"Then we'll get back to work. Please let us know if you need anything."

A tester with the profession of Barbarian standing nearby looked puzzled.

When did the guild staff become so respectful?

He strode forward and stopped the two staff members who were trying to leave:

"I also have a question to ask."

The staff member's smile vanished instantly: "If you have any questions, someone will be there to explain later. What are you asking us for?"

Without pausing for a moment, the two of them left the area.

"Uh." The barbarian, who had witnessed the Sichuan opera face-changing performance, stood there dumbfounded, unsure of what to say.

The magical portal flickered with light once more.

Besides the testers, there was also a mature woman with long, fiery red hair wearing a guild uniform.

She announced loudly to the people who had been teleported out at the same time, "Your group's test is over. Please go to the lobby and wait. The adventurer ratings will be announced later."

The mature woman looked at the group of test subjects huddled by the door: "Next group!"

"You have ten minutes to form teams on your own, get to know each other, and discuss tactics."

"Each team is required to have three physical damage dealers and three magical damage dealers."

The voice just fell.

A tall, thin warrior waved to Rhodes and Lucius, giving them a friendly smile: "Gentlemen, I'm Lucius. Our team is currently missing two magic-based classes. Would you mind if we teamed up?"

"Sure, I don't mind." Rhodes agreed without much thought.

There was some commotion among the remaining test subjects.

They had all witnessed the staff's attitude just now, and these two young men must have some extraordinary abilities. It's just a pity that Lucius beat them to it and recruited them into the team first.

"Our team is ready." Lucius was filled with pride. With such a team, victory in the simulated combat assessment was practically guaranteed.

The red-haired mature woman nodded, glancing at the other test subjects who seemed to understand each other implicitly and were about to back out:

"If there are no other teams waiting, the selection will be automatic when the time is up."

......

The meeting hall on the second floor of the Adventurers' Guild.

Six figures dressed in guild uniforms sat around a table, which reflected the scene of a simulated battlefield.

Some of them seemed indifferent, their eyes darting around; others were checking the list and taking careful notes.

At that moment, a staff member knocked on the door and entered, stopping in front of a man with mixed black and white hair, and whispered something to him.

After the report was finished, the man smiled and snapped his fingers: "Those two adventurers with considerable potential are about to make their appearance."

Vanessa, the short-haired woman seated at the head of the table, nodded. The mid-level badge on her chest gleamed; she was the only mid-level adventurer in the conference hall.

Even when she spoke normally, her tone carried an air of authority: "Kelda, those two young men have formed a team?"

Kelda, whose hair was a mix of black and white, nodded when she heard the question: "That's right, they were originally companions. It seems there's no suspense in this match."

He paused, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if he'd thought of something amusing: "Should I arrange for someone to infiltrate the opposing team?"

"Kelda! Is what you're doing in accordance with the rules?!" a middle-aged mage leaning on a staff shouted.

"Rules are inflexible," Kelda shrugged. "With such a large gap in strength between the two teams, it's impossible to gauge the abilities of the other ten test takers, isn't it?"

Vanessa looked at Kelda: "What are you trying to say?"

Kelda smiled and said, "Statistically, both of them are far stronger than ordinary apprentices. I happen to have a senior adventurer nearby."

As she spoke, she made an equal sign with her hands: "How about letting him balance the combat forces?"

Vanessa thought for a moment and said calmly, "Don't bring any high-level equipment."

Kelda smiled: "As you wish."

......

Outside the magic entrance.

Seeing that no one from the other team was willing to sign up, the red-haired mature woman decided to select randomly.

"You three." She pointed at the three young people standing together.

The two women and one man turned pale instantly.

Rhodes recognized him.

This is a trio of mages who spent fifty copper coins to buy magical gadgets in the lobby queue.

"As for physics-related professions, you, you, and..." She was interrupted halfway through her sentence.

Count me in.

Everyone looked up at the sound and saw a man wearing a dark green hood and carrying a short bow.

"Okay, then it's you."

The red-haired mature woman had no objections.

The other test takers who weren't selected secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Rhodes glanced at the hooded man who had joined last and murmured a song.

Race: Human

Age: 26

[Occupation: Ranger]

[Rating: Senior]

[Description: A nimble ranger who has mastered the hunter subclass]

What's going on?

Is this tester really that skilled?

Moreover, there are sub-professions.

This damn matching mechanism.

Seeing that they had been selected, the opposing team could only huddle together and start discussing tactics.

Rhodes could sense that the other person was frequently glancing at him and Paril during the discussion.

He sighed.

It seems that targeting is inevitable.

Rhodes whispered in Paril's ear: "When you enter the battlefield, make sure you stand in the middle of the group to ensure your survival."

Paril nodded obediently.

"Ten minutes are up, everyone, follow me into the portal."

With a command given, everyone arrived at the simulated battlefield.