Chapter 144 - You Have No Idea, Really (1/2)

Chapter 144 - You Have No Idea, Really

"You can sign the contract if you want to participate, but know that you ht die" The head butler's assertive voice reverberated across the field

Some couldn't believe their ears

"Die?"

"We're here to apply for a job Not to die!"

"This is crazy!"

"We just applied to be a Servant!"

The murmurs turned into roars and finally devolved into yells

Varian stayed silent at the irony

Didn't these people see those hover cars turning into ash?

A few people just died because they tried to trespass after the time limit was reached

Do you expect a 'safe' test from such a clan?

"Take it or leave it" The oldFrom boo's info, the old man was a Level 8 Gravity Awakener

But he was very old and was nearing his death The succession for the next head butler was already going on in full swing

'So Micheal Astor would try his hardest to build a tea servants If some of these servants could be promoted to third class or second class butlers, his own chances would increase'

Varian signed the contract like most others

Only a few hundred people chose to quit A hover train arrived and picked the" The head butler in the holograph nodded

Were these three thousand + Varian stupid?

No

Beco job

But their ultie their surna of Astor Clan's side branches

If they performed exceptionally, they could join the main clan

Even if they did only so-so, at least their children and grandchildren would have an opportunity to make it

The possibility of his or her descendant being groo Then their own status would also rise

Of course, only a few, less than 1 were able to jump from a servant to a side branch member

But that only increased the allure of the prospect

If not for the strict requirements, there would be hundreds of thousands of candidates flooding the field

"The prerequisite is being an eartling of Level 2 and less than 25 years old" The Head butler repeated and his eyes scanned the field

Even with the harsh entry conditions, if they allowed humans from other planets, there would at least be ten times more applicants

But they didn't want servants from other planets They could only verify the detailed information of servants from Earth This was related to security, and it was a criterion Astor Clan would never compromise on

"The lowest one is early level 2, advanced only a few days ago"

Everyone followed the head butler's gaze and saw a teenage girl sta "I-I advanced y-yesterday"

Varian shook his head 'This oldmysterious He just collected the data and maybe scanned our apparent levels with a star treasure'

The old man continued "The oldest one is 29 years and 364 days old Should I say you're incredibly lucky?"

The man in question, who actually looked to be in his 30s, nodded with a straight face "I've always believed in my luck"

"Then why are you still at peak Level 2?" a candidate asked

"Haha!"

"Luck my ass! You're just shameless"

"Get out!"

The crowd sneered at the

'Master, ot a very thick skin' Boo coot real manufactured skin on top of my real skin So my skin is thicker' Varian countered

'is this what they call a dad joke?'

Or at least he tried to counter

'Boo, you are not cute anyriood Hahahaha! I can't stop laughing' Boo laughed with all its rimaced

'Hohoho! My stomach hurts! M-Master, y-your joke is too funn-y… hahaha! I can't even speak anymore'

Even when he was stabbed in the chest, Varian didn't feel this much pain

He controlled himself and said 'Please stop it Besides, you don't have a stomach'

'Was I found? Sorry, master I will try harder next time' Boo's voice returned to norritted his teeth

He wanted to swear at the heavens No He wanted to slaughter the heavens!

But alas, he was too weak at theup with soic beasts, survive for three hours and you'll pass the first round"

Hearing those colanced at the mountains in the distance

After hilanced in the same direction