"Just relying on these general standards?" Colson felt incredible. "I really can't imagine that you passed down like this. Are you lucky enough to buy a lottery?"

"In fact, it's almost the same. In the East, this is called going with the flow." Evanson curled his lips. "Of course it may be easier than winning the lottery, after all, there are still traces to follow. Usually, people who are suitable for enlightenment will have more energy than others, and their thinking will be sharper than others, that is, they are healthy and smart."

"Healthy and smart? I feel that all the top students in MIT can be magicians." Colson said sarcastically. It is not the Middle Ages now. In today's advanced technology, good medical and health conditions allow most people to have a healthy body. As for smartness, even if those top students in higher education institutions are not super-Quality people, they can't be said to be stupid, otherwise you can take the exam.

"It's a warlock. Don't mess it up. We and the mage are two professions." Evanson corrected. "This is just suitable for enlightenment, and the success rate of enlightenment is not high. It would be good if one of the 100 such people can succeed."

"After enlightenment?" Although Colson felt that the success rate of this enlightenment was indeed a bit low, it still makes sense to think about it. Otherwise, there would be one more magic course in the university now, or there would be a magic university.

"After? But if you are enlightened, your body will be stronger and your thinking will be more agile, and there is no other thing." Evanson turned his eyes to Melinda. "There is a saying that Melinda you should know. It depends on your personal knowledge after being led by a master. After enlightenment, the teacher will teach you knowledge, but whether you can learn, how much you can learn, or what accidents will depend on your own luck."

"What's the teacher? Can anyone explain it? Mei?" Melinda, a Chinese who is very skillful in Chinese, must understand the proverb, but Colson, the wrong man, did not understand what it means at all. Moreover, Evanson still said that proverb in Chinese because he didn't know how to translate this sentence into English.

"It means that I'll bring you into SHIELD, let you get trained and teach you skills. But whether you become a senior agent or die in the first mission depends on your own." Melinda patiently explained to Colson, but this explanation is so unlucky no matter how you look at it.

"Maybe he can't learn to become an agent at all. But this metaphor is generally appropriate." Evanson did not forget to tease. "Indeed, only a few people can become formal warlocks after enlightenment, and others can only have one or two tricks at best, and they are definitely not as good-looking as David Copperfield's magic."

"How do you test it? Can they become, um, formal warlocks?" Colson's question seemed to be a bit idiot. What else can you use to test it? Teach you how to learn spells, just learn it, just learn it, right? But don't forget that there are still situations where you learn it slowly. It is not easy to find a suitable seedling. Others are just learning it slowly. You think they can't learn it and kick it away, so how can you reason about it?

"There will be different test methods in different eras. In the Middle Ages, teachers would throw students a magic book directly. People who have been enlightened but are not suitable for this book will generally feel fear unconsciously and want to stay away from this book. Of course, there are also people who have to bite the bullet and go up to read it, but they will not understand what is recorded above, just like primary school students reading the Theory of Relativity. They know how to read each word, but they don't know what it means in a sentence. Of course, this is the best result."

"That's the bad result?" There will definitely be bad drinks with the worst, so Colson asked naturally.

"Not good, hum." Speaking of bad things, Evanson now had a cold smile on his face, just like an expression of an adult telling a horror story to a child. "There is a kind of person who we call them half a bucket of water, which is the kind of person who can understand some of the sentences in the book, but he is indeed not suitable for becoming a warlock. Is their result? Hum." Evanson said this and sneered for a lifetime.

"Die?" Melinda asked carefully. She thought that death was the most serious.

"That book is called the Necromancer. The materials for making it are very special." Evanson said playfully, "It is human skin, half a bucket of water. When reading this book, the power of the book will peel their human skin and eat them. Those people usually endure a long period of pain before they die."

"At that time, the church almost crazily killed those who were accused of being wizards, and there was a reason for this." After Evanson said that, he looked up at the two people opposite him, and saw that they had a terrifying look on their faces. After all, it was so painful that they could even think of it. At this time, Evanson also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Damn it, it was considered a complete work.

Yes, it was made up, otherwise he would have learned Azeroth's warlock skills. Where did his power system come from in this world? But you still have to have this thing, otherwise you would create your own magic system and learn by yourself. Are you still preparing to become a sanctified body next?

As for why he didn't follow Colson and the others' words, he simply said that he had mutated, which would save so much trouble? In fact, otherwise, if he was really identified as a mutant, SHIELD would definitely compare the blood sample and then keep it. Don't test it at that time, 100% natural person is purely natural and pollution-free. How to explain it at that time?

So Evanson felt that it would be better to just tell the truth. And this is also a clear way to tell S.H. He is a sorcerer. He uses magic, not genetic mutation. You don’t have to come here every now and then to draw blood tests. Even if you cut me into mutton, you can’t figure out what’s going on. What? You have to force me to teach you magic? This is a good thing, how can you use a slut? I welcome you to learn. But if you want to do our job, the threshold is high. If you are born with innocence and lack of acquired status, you don’t even have the qualifications to be an apprentice. You may not be able to learn it as an apprentice. And the risk is very high. If you can’t peel it alive, ask if you are afraid?

And this is not fake. Learning magic really requires outstanding talent. It is humble to say that you choose from a thousand miles away. Moreover, Evanson is the only one who understands magic. He is the authority and has the final right to explain. If you want to say this, it is okay, but no one else understands it.

"That book?" Reflecting from the horror, Colson immediately asked about the whereabouts of the book. Books that can skin people alive is too dangerous.
Chapter completed!