Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

Inside the lobby.

The atmosphere between the two teams that just played out was like night and day.

The three mages on the opposing team stared at the bracelets on their wrists, which had lost their effect, with ashen faces. They seemed to be heartbroken over their fifty copper coins and unable to accept their own weakness.

The mysterious hunter had long since disappeared without a trace.

Rhodes' teammates were laughing and cheering, surrounding him and showering him with praise and compliments.

Paril squeezed through the encirclement and chattered on, asking Rhodes if he was injured.

At this moment, the brown-haired female mage in the group came up:

"Rhodes, at that time, you were the only one left facing four enemies on the battlefield. I thought the simulation battle was hopeless."

"How did you manage to take on four opponents all by yourself after that?"

Her eyes sparkled as she spoke.

Seeing this, Paril subconsciously moved closer to Rhodes.

Rhodes smiled slightly: "Just luck, nothing more."

Seeing the mage's adoring gaze, Lucius quickly changed the subject, saying with a look of resentment:

"I didn't expect that the powerful attacker on the other side wasn't a wanderer at all, and his strength seemed quite formidable."

"McKen and I also suffered at his hands, and it took us a long time to wear him down."

"Fortunately, Rhodes managed to clean up the mess."

McCann touched his nose and said sheepishly, "Right, right, thank goodness for Rhodes."

Good grief, so you get instantly killed while the other team is critically injured?

Rhodes smiled but didn't say anything.

After chatting about everyday things for a while, a staff member in a guild uniform approached them.

"Dear test takers, the results of this test have been announced. I will now read them out for you." As she spoke, she took out the list and slowly unfolded it.

Upon seeing this, everyone, including Rhodes, quickly stepped forward, afraid of missing their own name.

"Simon, a veteran adventurer."

"Quinn, Apprentice Adventurer."

"Harper did not qualify after evaluation."

"Lucius did not qualify after evaluation."

"McKen, Apprentice Adventurer."

......

When Lucius heard that he had failed, he was completely stunned and looked at the staff in disbelief: "How is this possible? I definitely won in the simulation. We clearly crushed the other side."

"Could there be a mistake?"

Rhodes' attention was focused on the first name.

Harper is the hunter's name?

The staff continued reading the names until the last name was called:

"Paril, a veteran adventurer."

"Also..." She put away the list in her hand, looked at Rhodes, and gave a slight bow: "Respected Mr. Rhodes, Lady Vanessa requests your presence."

Oh?

Rhodes raised an eyebrow, exchanged a few words with Paril, and then followed the staff to an office on the second floor of the guild.

As soon as the door opened, I saw a woman in her thirties with short brown hair and a commanding presence sitting in a chair.

After bowing, the staff member seemed unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere and hurriedly took their leave.

Adventurer guilds in various regions have councils composed of powerful adventurers who participate in all aspects of guild management.

However, Stanley used to hold absolute power, the council was put on hold, and Vanessa rarely returned to the guild.

Rhodes glanced at the mid-level adventurer badge hanging around her neck and smiled:

"Greetings, Your Excellency Vanessa."

Vanessa nodded, her expression revealing neither joy nor anger.

She spoke quickly: "Rhodes, right? I still have adventurer test evaluation work to handle, so I won't waste any more time."

"Answer me a question: What is your opinion on the consensus that 'human resources are the primary productive force'?"

Rhodes thought for a moment and replied:

"I personally find it quite distasteful."

He shrugged: "It's inevitable that the human race will gradually weaken and be oppressed by other races, which I can understand. But the proposal of this consensus has directly led to more and more humans attacking their own kind, forming an industry chain to make profits."

"For example... 'the black hand'."

"These remarks are quite similar to what the old chairman said." Vanessa nodded, ignoring the comments about the "black hand".

Rhodes listened quietly.

I don't know how much the other party knows about Stanley and Phoenix, but it seems they know nothing about me.

Vanessa stood tall and looked directly into Rhodes' eyes: "If one day alien races invade, will you fight on the side of humanity?"

"Of course," Rhodes replied without hesitation.

The system needs more and more life essence every day, and it's hard to level up without participating in battles.

Vanessa stared at Rhodes for a few seconds, as if to confirm whether what he said was true or false.

He then asked, "Are you a sword chanter?"

This is the third question already, isn't it?

Rhodes inwardly scoffed, but still respectfully admitted, "Yes, that's right."

"You have elven blood?"

"No, I saved an elf, and in return, she taught me sword songs and sword dances."

Vanessa stopped and tossed a badge over.

Rhodes caught it with his backhand, and was stunned when he opened his palm.

Elite Adventurer Badge.

It's actually elite level?

In the simulation battle, I fought that veteran hunter to a standstill, so it's hard to say who would win in another match.

Vanessa spoke quickly: "Your strength is above the senior level but below the elite level, and the council is divided on your assessment."

"Some people think that a mage who is not at the elite level should not be awarded an elite badge, while others think that an excellent mage like you will reach this level sooner or later anyway, so awarding it to you in advance is a way of befriending you."

"However, I'm quite satisfied with your answer just now."

"Therefore, I have decided to grant you the rank of Elite Adventurer."

"Once your strength improves further, you will be qualified to join the council."

Rhodes expressed his gratitude respectfully.

Although he had little interest in the council and no intention of staying in Phil Town for long, he had no reason not to accept the overtures from the Adventurers' Guild.

"Alright, I'm going back to oversee the evaluation. If there's anything else, come find me later."

Vanessa walked quickly and left the office in the blink of an eye.

Rhodes had just stepped out of the office when he felt a chill run down his spine!

It seemed as if something was watching them.

He turned his head abruptly and found that the feeling had suddenly disappeared.

Perhaps I was just too nervous.

Rhodes shook his head and returned to the guild hall.

All six members on the opposing side of the simulation battle have disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, his teammates remained, seemingly all eager to see what rating Rhodes would receive.

Paril wanted to be the first to rush forward, but because she was petite, she couldn't squeeze past the others and ended up anxiously waiting at the back of the line.

"Congratulations, Rhodes!"

"Since Lady Vanessa summoned me personally, my rank must be quite high, right?"

"Even two veteran adventurers don't get this kind of treatment, could this guy be... an elite adventurer?"

Rhodes did not wear the badge on his chest, but simply nodded slightly.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances; such a thing was even more impactful once the original owner acknowledged it.

They became even more enthusiastic, insisting that since they were all comrades-in-arms, they absolutely had to have a meal together.

At this moment, the enthusiastic crowd was interrupted: "Gentlemen, there are quite a few adventurers here for testing today. If you have already received your test results, please do not linger in the hall."

Looking in the direction of the voice, they saw that the person who came was none other than Orion Belmont, the hall manager with gray hair.

The crowd dispersed, leaving only Rhodes and Paril standing there.

Orion smiled gently: "Please come to my office for a cup of tea, you two."