??<strong>Rivendell</strong>


    Carlos made the decision to immediately go to the City of Chosen Ones to recruit them!


    However, when he came out of the makeshift wooden house, he found that Florence was already lively.


    For some reason, arge number of young chosen ones had poured into Florence, forming a densely packed crowd.


    Looking around the vicinity, the core area of the repaired temple was filled to the brim with people.


    Carlos was surprised and opened his mouth wide, wondering what was going on.


    Although there were many chosen ones in Florence usually, they only assisted the elves in repairing buildings in the holy city. But today…


    Carlos seriously suspected that all of the chosen ones hade to the Ruins of Florence.


    Moreover, the behavior of the chosen ones was also rather strange.


    Whenever they saw a Rageze nsmen, they would then enthusiastically surround them akin to a hungry oack of animals.


    Especially the older elves, several chosen ones surrounded each one eye’s brimming with expectations.


    They smiled and kept ttering, scaring the old elves with their bizarre behavior.


    The old priest Samuel, who was stationed at the Florence Temple, was even more so popr. He had already been overwhelmed by arge group of chosen ones. He tried scolding them but to no avail no one ran away, instead more and more people came…


    Not only that, Carlos also heard the chosen ones eximing from afar:


    “Oh my god! A blue ss NPC!”


    “It’s a rare NPC! Hurry up, hurry up!”


    “Old Priest Grandpa! Please let me kiss your feet!”


    Carlos took a deep breath, not knowing what had gotten into these chosen younglings.


    As soon as he came out, more than a dozen pair of chosen ones faces lit up at the sight of him.


    “Another one! It’s white!”


    Their eyes shone like they had seen prey, and they rushed towards Carlos, surrounding him right away.


    At the same time, Carlos heard their excited and expectant voices:


    “Dear Elf Grandpa, good morning!”


    “Sir, do you have any tasks for us to help with?”


    “Um… do you have any skills that we can learn here?”


    “I’m very diligent and already level 15! I’m strong and capable of doing anything!”


    Carlos: …


    Looking at the chosen ones who were looking at him expectantly, Carlos was puzzled.


    <em>What’s going on?</em>


    However, he quickly had a thought and remembered his dream from yesterday…


    No way?


    Is this… the will of the Mother Goddess?


    Then, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.


    This is an opportunity!


    It seems that he is very likely to recruit some apprentices!


    However…


    He looked at these chosen ones and felt a bit uneasy in his heart.


    He didn’t know if the chosen ones could bear the boredom of being a forging apprentice.


    You should know that the apprentices in the forging workshop not only have a boring job, but also work in a very bad environment and are always very tired at end of each day.


    They often work around the clock with their rugged bare arms and sweat pouring down their backs…


    And more importantly, Carlos couldn’t offer much in terms of sry.


    After a moment of contemtion, he decided to try the ability that the Mother Goddess had given him.


    He cleared his throat and said with some anticipation and uneasiness:


    “Um… yes, I do need help here. I n to open a forging shop in Florence to manufacture and repair equipment and magic tools.”


    “But I don’t have enough people right now and I need to recruit apprentices. However, the apprentices recruited will be very tired, and I can offer very, very littlepensation…”


    His voice gradually grew weaker and he seemed a little embarrassed but as soon as Carlos finished speaking, a new message appeared in the yers’ field of vision: