Dean could not express these speculations verbally.
So he just acted as a teacher, helped the two apprentices analyze their abilities, and then acted as a hands-off shopkeeper, leaving the formulation of the training plan to Leinna, who had similar experience.
This is not because he deliberately hid his secret. The main reason is that Dean himself knows little about the training of "field" ability. He usually relies on urging Kana to train to indirectly promote the growth of his own ability. He has no spare time to give guidance. Apprentices.
Instead of listening to his nonsense, it would be better for Lucy and Ronan to train with serious professionals.
As for whether Leina can really be called a serious professional, that has nothing to do with Dean.
Anyway, even if the teaching can't produce any results, there is a high probability that there will be no harm, and it is much better than letting it go.
Forced to accept two hot potatoes, Leina stared at her boss's back resentfully, always feeling that she was becoming more and more contrary to her original Xianyu wish.
She let out a long sigh and walked towards the training ground like a mother chicken leading two chicks.
After completing this familiar contract, the two apprentices, like Dean, have crossed the threshold of professionals and officially become members of the breeders.
Not only did he add fresh blood to the soon-to-be-established Origin Guild, he also took over the second and third places. When the Origin Guild develops, he will be considered a veteran-level figure.
To this end, Dean specially held a very ceremonial medal ceremony for them, handing the badges representing official professional status to the two of them. It was both encouragement and expectation, and at the same time, it was a way to celebrate that he finally got rid of Understand the dilemma of the polished commander.
Lucy and Ronan's faces were flushed with excitement, which strangely reminded Dean of the elementary school students wearing red scarves. He clapped his hands with a smile on his face, but in his heart he was secretly reflecting on whether he had been so easy to fool when he was a child. .
After thinking about it, his memory was so blurry that he didn't go into detail. After the apprentices recovered, he took the two of them and wrote down their names in the Origin Guild's registration list.
Although there is no surname and the simple name written on it is a bit monotonous, it does not affect Lucy and Ronan's good mood.
This seemingly simple registration means that the two people's names are officially affiliated with the Origin Guild, and their research results can also appear in the Origin Guild's exchange system through official channels.
Dean didn't hesitate, and easily assigned Candlelight to the names of his apprentices, so that when Candlelight was put on the shelves, the profits gained could be divided directly into the hands of Lucy and Ronan.
The two apprentices looked at this scene and instantly felt that they had truly become professionals. They looked at each other, and their souls, which had been floating in the air, felt like they were falling back to the ground.
In the subsequent ceremony, there is actually the inscription of the guild's mark, that is, through Dean's president's seal, the logo of the origin guild is engraved on the members. However, this is dispensable and does not have much effect. Most of them At that time, guild members still relied on their badges to identify their companions, so he dismissed Lucy and Ronan directly on the grounds that children could not get tattoos.
The two apprentices reluctantly said goodbye to "something only adults can do", and then like birds out of a cage, they rushed to the completed Origin Guild.
Although Dean didn't know what to look at in a few empty buildings, Lucy and Ronan still looked very happy. They walked through each building with pious expressions, as if they were on a pilgrimage. Dean shook his head repeatedly.
After dealing with Lucy and Ronan's affairs, Dean felt at ease. He used his own training experience and that of his apprentices as a reference, and after slight deletions, he formulated the professional assessment standards for breeders.
In addition to several core systems such as the previously established certification standards for breeders, specific assessment systems, and the most concerned Origin Guild exchange system, the early preparations for establishing the Origin Guild are basically complete.
The next step is to set a specific establishment time and promote it in District 13.
After a night's rest, Dean found Leinna and discussed specific publicity matters with her.
"I have never personally experienced the establishment of the Origin Guild, but I used to follow an exorcist and saw such a scene once, and I still have some impressions..."
"There is nothing wrong with this plan as a whole, except for one thing...it seems that when other guilds are established, they will allow outsiders to visit..."
Carefully reading Dean's face, Leinna was afraid that something she said might offend her boss. After confirming that he understood what she meant, she changed her words with a desire to survive: "Of course I didn't want to make a decision for you. I just want to say..."
Dean rubbed his temples, restrained his urge to throw the person in front of him out, and interrupted: "Visits can be allowed, but the number of days and scope of visits need to be adjusted."
Limiting the scope of the visit is definitely necessary; as for the number of days to visit, Dean was very stingy and only gave a one-day visit date.
Leinna had no right to speak. Faced with the answer given by Dean, she could only pat her chest and guarantee that she would give him good publicity.
In fact, she secretly does not think this is something difficult to do. With the current popularity of the breeding house, this is not a problem at all.
Dean also thought that based on the current popularity between himself and the breeding house, the Origin Guild's publicity should not encounter any problems.
Unexpectedly, both of them were slapped in the face that afternoon.
When Leina came back, she was in a trance, and there was even a hint of desolation in her back. That shocked look instantly rang the alarm bell in Dean's heart.
He leaned over, but before he could ask, he heard the employee say with a sad face: "I can't beat him at all."
What?
Upon hearing this, Dean blinked, and the solemn look on his face gradually turned into confusion.
Just promote the Origin Guild, why are they still fighting?
Seeing that he seemed to have misunderstood something, Leina sighed and added feebly: "You can't beat publicity at all."
Even saying that would be an understatement.
More than just being unable to defeat her, she worked hard for a whole day, and the Origin Guild didn't even make a splash.
Every time the propaganda network is deployed, it is breached by the enemy. How can there be a chance to capture the city?
He was crushed to death.
Dean's expression suddenly became even more surprised.
Is there someone more popular than him in District 13?
who is it?
Dean asked the question as if he was facing an enemy.
Then he saw Leina raising her hand with a complicated expression and pointing at him.
The Akaman fish poked its head out from the back of Dean's head and glanced behind him to make sure there was no one behind him. Dean said uncertainly.
"It's me?"
"To be precise, it's the Falling Star Hair Demon."
Leina looked at her boss with a sad expression and revealed the correct answer.
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