Sean and the others' expressions changed drastically. Lorna and Lisa looked extremely flustered. But as the saying goes, an old hand is a sure hand. Sean remained calm and said, "It's okay. Lorna, quickly put away the things. Lisa, go and open the door. By the way, Mr. Rodi, please go upstairs for now. Don't come down until I call you." Then, with a big smile on his face, he shouted, "Coming, coming right away, esteemed guest!" He had to be so polite to someone who came to disturb him in the middle of the night, which showed that the social status of those engaged in life professions was indeed very low.

Murin Tristan hurried upstairs, feeling extremely uneasy. He thought to himself, could it be an inspection? I hope I don't bring trouble to Sean.

Suddenly, a hearty laugh came from downstairs, followed by an old but energetic man's voice, "Old Sean, long time no see. How have you been?"

Sean cursed, "I wondered who it was. It's you, you old rascal!" Sean, who was always polite, spoke to the person in such a tone, indicating that the visitor was an old acquaintance of his.

"Mr. Morian, why didn't you let us know before you came? By the way, did you bring us any gifts this time?" Lisa said in a coquettish voice. It seemed that she had a good relationship with this Morian as well. The word "this time" showed that Morian was a regular customer of the bar.

"Of course I did. How could I forget our beautiful Miss Lisa? Look, what's this?"

Lisa's voice suddenly rose in excitement, "Wow, a Bida Beast! Mr. Morian, is this for me?"

"Yes, hehehe. I saved up my salary for more than three months to buy it from an acquaintance."

"Thank you, Mr. Morian. You're the kindest person in the world."

Lorna pouted, "Mr. Morian, you're being unfair."

Somehow, Morian managed to make Lorna burst out laughing, and her giggles kept coming.

After the commotion for a while, Sean said, "By the way, old rascal, I actually need your help with something."

Morian said casually, "Just tell me what it is. We're such good friends. By the way, bring some roasted meat and Biyeling first. I've been craving them. The food in the city just isn't as good as yours."

Then there was a chanting of magic spells. Presumably, Lisa used a spell to lower the stone door again.

Sean shouted from downstairs, "Mr. Rodi, please come downstairs."

Murin Tristan hesitated for a moment. Was it really okay for that Morian to see him? But since Sean had said so, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Lisa and Lorna were happily playing with a palm - sized little animal on the ground. It looked a bit like a duck, with yellow downy feathers, a long, flat beak. It waddled as it walked, flapping its pitifully short little wings as if it was about to fall at any moment. It should be the Bida Beast she mentioned. Lorna had a shiny crescent - shaped silver necklace around her neck, which actually gave off a faint moonlight - like glow. She, who was already beautiful, became even more dazzling. Presumably, it was also a gift from Morian. Murin Tristan had always been confused about why women liked those flashy and extremely expensive jewelry. For him, a stack of money of the same value would be more appealing.

Sean was sitting at a table with a man. This man should be Morian, whom Murin Tristan had heard just now. He was a bald old man with a thick beard. Despite his age, his face was as ruddy as a child's, and he had a hearty smile that made people feel good about him at first sight. He was one of the few people who didn't care about the hierarchy of professional levels, which was why he and Sean, who had a lower - level profession, became close friends.

Morian was also a bit surprised when he saw Murin Tristan. Apparently, he didn't expect there to be someone else in the bar after it closed.

Sean, as the host, said warmly, "Mr. Rodi, let me introduce you. This is my old friend Morian, a senior physical fitness tester." Murin Tristan had heard Sean mention that physical fitness testers were mid - level auxiliary professions between combat and life professions. They specialized in testing the physical qualities of those choosing a profession, somewhat like the doctors who did physical examinations in hospitals. They had a certain social status, which was slightly better than that of life professions.

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"And this is Mr. Rodi." Morian's expression became strange when he heard this. Usually, when introducing someone in the Divine Wind Continent, if there was no special reason to hide it, both the name and the profession were mentioned. However, Murin Tristan's profession was not mentioned. With Sean's sophistication, he surely didn't forget it. There must be a reason.

Sure enough, Sean said next, "The favor I need from you is to test Mr. Rodi's abilities."

Morian was surprised, "Mr. Rodi's age..."

Sean explained on his behalf, "Mr. Rodi is from a very remote small village. The magic communication system there is damaged, and the whole village has lost contact with the city."

Morian nodded, "I see." He took out a fist - sized transparent crystal ball from his pocket and said to Murin Tristan, "Mr. Rodi, please put your right hand on the surface of the ball."

Murin Tristan did as he was told. Morian's face became solemn, and he chanted a rapid string of spells. Suddenly, a dazzling strong light appeared on the crystal ball, like a large luminous pearl, instantly illuminating the entire bar.

Sean, Lorna, and Lisa held their breath, too nervous to even breathe. This was no ordinary test; it was a moment that could determine a person's entire life! However, Murin Tristan, the person involved, didn't seem to realize the importance and looked relaxed.

The colors on the crystal ball kept changing: red, yellow, orange, blue, green, indigo, violet...

"Physical strength 75, constitution 81, spiritual power 64, agility 88, water - element sensitivity 73, fire - element sensitivity 62, earth - element sensitivity 89..." Morian stared intently at the crystal ball and kept reciting a bunch of terms and numbers that Murin Tristan didn't understand.

After a while, the color changes of the crystal ball stopped, and it dimmed. Only then did Morian look up. Lisa, who was the most impatient, immediately asked, "So, how is it?" This was also what the others wanted to ask.

Morian sighed and said, "Rodi, I'm sorry to tell you that your various combat and combat - auxiliary quality indicators haven't reached the minimum requirements set by the guild. You can't choose a combat profession!" His address had changed from "Mr. Rodi" to directly calling his name. Because if Murin Tristan couldn't become a combat professional, he would probably end up in an auxiliary or life profession. If that was the case, with a lower or the same professional level as him, an older person wouldn't address a younger one as "Mr.".

Everyone was greatly disappointed when they heard this. Morian couldn't help but add, "It's very strange. In my decades of work, I've never seen such low data. The standard physical quality score for each profession is 500. Rodi is really far off."

Murin Tristan was a bit confused. He wasn't sure about those things like spiritual power, agility, and the so - called element sensitivity, but he thought his physical strength shouldn't be that bad. He was the champion of the 3000 - meter long - distance run in the school sports meeting during his freshman year of college. Could Morian have made a mistake? Or was it because the people on this continent were much stronger than those on Earth due to different races?

Perhaps feeling that his words were too discouraging, Morian comforted him, "Don't be too disappointed. After all, not many people can become combat professionals. Let's check the auxiliary professions now. Rodi, put your left hand on the ball."

Another string of different spells came out of Morian's mouth. This time, the chanting was a bit slower. After the spell - chanting stopped, Morian frowned. The others could tell from his expression that things weren't looking good.

After a while, Morian said, "Rodi, I'm very sorry, but I have to tell you the test result honestly. You're not suitable for any auxiliary profession."

Lisa quickly said, "Mr. Morian, are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

Sean scolded, "Lisa, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Morian is a senior physical fitness tester." In the Divine Wind Continent, questioning someone's professional ability was disrespectful.

Lisa stuck out her tongue and stopped talking. Morian, however, didn't seem to care and waved his hand to show that it was okay. But if Murin Tristan lost the qualification to be an auxiliary professional, the problem was a bit serious. It meant that he could probably only choose a life profession and live an ordinary life as an ordinary person until he grew old and died.

"Well, anyway, let's conduct the last test."

This time, Murin Tristan put both hands on the crystal ball. Morian chanted the spell even more slowly, almost like reciting a poem.

Even within the same major category of professions, there were slight differences in status. For example, among combat professions, mages were more popular, while among life professions, planting warlocks were at the bottom, only slightly better than those with no profession at all. So everyone was still very concerned about the result.

Morian looked very serious. After a long time, he finally spoke slowly, "Rodi can't choose any life profession!"

This was like a bolt from the blue. People who couldn't choose any profession were extremely rare. There might not even be one in a thousand people. That was why they were so looked down upon. No one expected Rodi to be so unlucky.

The bar fell silent. Murin Tristan couldn't accept the way that a seemingly simple test could determine his fate. There was a famous saying on Earth: Genius comes from hard work. So he didn't realize how bad the situation was. However, Sean, Lorna, and Lisa looked very sad. Their eyes even showed a bit of pity when they looked at Murin Tristan.

Murin Tristan scratched his head and pointed at the crystal ball, saying, "Is the test result really that important?"

The others remained silent. Their silence was more powerful than any answer.

Morian was quite surprised to see Murin Tristan's calm expression. In his decades - long career, he had tested countless people. Among them, there were of course a few people with low abilities. When they heard the cruel results, they were all heartbroken, and some even went crazy on the spot.

Morian seemed to think of something, "Oh right, there's one more thing that hasn't been tested yet, and that is - special professions!"