Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 37 The Corpse of the Future

As they hoisted anchor and raised sails, the sailors shouted orders, and ripples gradually appeared on the water.

As white waves crashed, the figures waving goodbye on the harbor faded into the distance, and the massive cargo ship gradually sailed toward the horizon, with tears of reluctance falling from its deck.

Yaro's gaze was deep as he watched the land gradually turn into a thin line, listening to the faint cries of young children, while indifferently calculating in his heart.

How many of these innocent boys and girls will ultimately survive?
Aro quickly arrived at the answer to such a simple arithmetic problem.

Thinking of the number in his mind, he calmly raised his head.

What a simple number!
Cold and ruthless.

Before his eyes, a blood-red expanse seemed to suddenly appear, with various tender remains piled up haphazardly, and above this pile of red and white corpses were two simple numbers.

33!

No, perhaps more than that!

Death tests are not a fixed thing!

There are stories of luring deep-sea monsters, sea creatures attacking ships, encounters with pirates, strange events, and even the indirect intervention of formal wizards.

Some were even forced off the ship and subjected to death tests in other countries in a different way.

Even Yaro's mother didn't know how the death test would ultimately take place.

After all, no one can guarantee what they might encounter on the road.

But apart from the indirect intervention of formal wizards, what other method can ensure that a fixed number of people remain?
It can only be a general range, and it's normal for there to be some deviation to the left or right.

It's not surprising that some people die later in life because they were too badly injured during the death test.

For example, this time, her mother also revealed to her that the actual number of people needed was only twenty!
As long as at least twenty people survive and the mortality rate exceeds fifty percent, the mother can be considered to have completed the enrollment task with a fifty percent mortality rate.

Drawing his knight's longsword, Yaro took out some conditioning oil and gently applied it. His heart was racing; he had to calm himself down.

It's alright, we only set sail today, and the death test won't start for another few days.

Although Yaro didn't know what he would eventually encounter, he knew roughly when, so he couldn't let his body get excited too early. Excessive excitement would only waste his energy.

Thinking about his training experience since childhood and the upcoming death test, Yaro inexplicably felt a sense of unease, like he was about to take the college entrance examination.

If we consider the death test as a college entrance exam, then for others it would be a normal closed-book exam, but for Yaro it would be an open-book exam.

However, death testing is only one aspect of the curriculum.

Another lesson is to express one's personal character.

Thinking of this, Yaro sheathed his longsword, turned and left the room, heading towards the deck. He then pretended to comfort the young men who were reluctant to leave their hometown for the first time.

At this moment, Yaro was already of noble status in the eyes of the boys, and they were naturally flattered and overwhelmed to receive his comfort when they were feeling vulnerable.

Many girls developed feelings for Yaro, and the bolder ones even expressed, directly or indirectly, their desire to see Yaro's room, or invited Yaro to see their room.

Despite these unreasonable requests, Yarrow remained calm and politely refused them all.

They only know how to stare at my face, but they don't appreciate my excellent inner qualities. What a shallow bunch of girls!

Because of the test, Yaro was willing to show his friendliness, but thinking that the people he was facing would soon become cold corpses, he was in no mood to say anything more.

With this friendly yet distant attitude, after persuading all the trainees to go and rest, Yaro also went into the cabin.

The slight swaying inside the moving cabin, coupled with the stuffy atmosphere, made Yaro feel somewhat uncomfortable. Fortunately, the situation was not serious, and he had enough time to adjust.

Supported by the slightly swaying walls of the narrow passage, Yaro stepped through each doorway. When he passed Isa's door, he paused for a moment.

Listen to the faint sounds of violent vomiting accompanied by sobs.

Yaro frowned slightly.

Are you prone to seasickness?

Isa was lucky; at the age of eleven, she was able to board the ship with her double excellence and go to the wizarding academy to study.

But she was even more unfortunate, not to mention that she was seasick at the time.

Given her young age and her frail, ordinary appearance, how could she possibly pass that inexplicable death test?
If other wizards were recruiting students on the ship, she might have become their apprentice directly.

Unfortunately, the official wizard currently on board is Nicole, who came only to protect Aro.

Calling Isha a 'future corpse' is not far off the mark.

But what does this have to do with me?

Yaro took a step forward and continued onward.

I'm just a pawn in someone else's game of rules, what can I do?
However, even if I really have the power to change the rules, given my aversion to trouble, the most likely thing I can do is give them the right to choose whether or not to conduct the test.

Not right either.

If you don't know, then you're not here!
Keeping those who truly understand wizards away from the majority of the population was a strategy devised by Starshine Wizards.

Moreover, a girl as talented as Isha is very likely to encounter strange things like Monri, and may not be able to escape death, or even harm innocent people.

So, once I have enough power, I probably won't bother with such trivial matters anymore?
...Yaro pondered his own heart, imagining what choices he might make in the future. He slowly walked to the corner, his ears twitched slightly, and he suddenly looked up.

"Brother Desi? What are you doing here?"

Desi shook the teapot in his hand and said with a smug smile, "I was waiting for you here, ready to have a good chat with you. I didn't expect to run into the wizard Annies. She rewarded me with a pot of Uri tea. There's quite a bit of tea, so we can drink it together."

"This tea has a rather strange taste, but it can prevent seasickness. You're lucky to have encountered this."

Yaro's expression was strange.

Are you sure it's my good luck?
"Thank you so much, Brother Desi. I wasn't feeling well at the time."

Yaro opened the door and gestured for him to come in.

Desi nodded slightly and said, "Sorry to bother you."

Upon entering the room, Desi was slightly taken aback, because although the items in the room were neatly arranged, the overall space was not very large, with only a set of table and chairs.

Noticing Desi's gaze, Yaro said nonchalantly, "Brother Desi, you sit on the chair, I'll sit on the bed."

As he spoke, Yaro pulled the table and chairs to the bedside and sat down on the bed himself.

"also."

Desi was a rather casual person, so he sat down without a care in the world and casually placed the teapot he was holding on the table.

Fortunately, there were plenty of cups in the room, so at least the two of them didn't have to share the same cup.

Yaro poured oolong tea for the two of them, and then tried a sip himself.

The tea was bitter and sour, and the taste was indeed unpleasant, but Yaro forced himself to drink it because he thought that this kind of tea could prevent seasickness.

The indescribable taste made Yaro frown, and it took him a long time to recover. He let out a long sigh, looked up at Desi, and found that his expression was also very strange.

Desi's eyes were closed, and the muscles on his face were twitching. He even shuddered several times before finally recovering.

"anything else?"

"No, no!"

Desi quickly covered his glass, and watching Yaro casually raise his glass again, he asked with a puzzled look, "Don't you think it tastes bad?"

"It tastes bad... but it's still acceptable."

How can something that concerns your life taste bad?

After refilling his glass, Yaro looked up and asked, "Brother Desi, why did you wait for me? Is there something you need?"

Desi ignored the pot of tea and exclaimed in admiration, "Yaro, you are really good."

"I know everything you just did."

"But why don't you unite them? You know, this sea area is not safe. Every time we receive trainees, we encounter danger several times. If you bring them together to form a gang, it might be safer later on?"

Desi might know something; he was indirectly reminding himself.

However, Yaro also had his own ideas.

Because he could never bring himself to deliberately push innocent people to their deaths!

“Brother Desi, I’m not in the mood to deal with a bunch of kids. You saw their attitude earlier, didn’t you? Some things, I’d rather not see them than have them bother me.”

Yaro said this on purpose, so as not to reveal that he already knew the truth, because there are many things that can be done but cannot be said.

Before Desi could answer, Yaro changed the subject and started talking about Monri in Desi's native language, 'Yurio'.

"Brother Desi, how is Monri now? Although we met halfway through our journey, he was a nice person and we got along well. It's a pity about what happened to him."

Yaro deliberately talked about his kind deeds while trying to build a relationship with Desi.

All he's thinking about now is how to pass the assessment smoothly, and preferably get a good score.

After all, his energy talent was really too poor, and even with super strong mental power as a supplement, it was not very reliable. So he could only hope to make up for it in other aspects.

And this so-called other aspect mainly affects people, including Deci, who is unaware of it.

Yaro deliberately flattered them, frequently bringing up the topic of Monri and occasionally telling a few harmless jokes, making their conversation increasingly lively.

Later in the conversation, Desi even suggested that Yarrow go to the 'Owl Wizarding Academy'.

“Little Yaro, if you go to the Owl Wizard Academy in the future, I can take care of you if anything happens.”

"That would be great. If I am fortunate enough to be chosen, I will definitely take the plunge. I hope Brother Desi will take good care of me then."

Yaro agreed without hesitation.

As for whether I will go in the future?

That's hard to say.

I'm begging for recommendations! (*≧▽≦)))
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(End of this chapter)