Wizard: Starting With Synthesized Gems-Chapter 117: Interview

"Next." Locke sat on the sofa in the reception room, coldly watching these second-class wizard apprentices leave or enter the house.
He held their submitted materials in his hands.
Most of their resumes left him somewhat unsatisfied.
Although the main purpose of recruiting this second-class wizard apprentice was to meet the standard requirements for the personal pharmaceutical laboratory's approval process, if he was going to hire someone, they should at least be able to do some work.
But among this batch of people who came, the vast majority of second-class wizard apprentices came with an attitude of wanting to learn, and many had never even been exposed to potion studies.
Locke rubbed his forehead. 'It must be because I spread the news too hastily.'
Locke looked at the dozen or so resume materials he had already received. 'There are still some second-class wizard apprentices who have been exposed to potion studies and have a little bit of relevant experience.'
'Let me pick through them, perhaps there are some useful ones.'
Locke recalled what Witch Sophia had said, that if he had many senior and junior brothers, it would be very easy to find second-class wizard apprentice assistants who perfectly met his requirements.
Each formal wizard at Lilith's Cottage had an extensive network of relationships around them, including friends of formal wizards, students of formal wizards, students of students...
Within this network of relationships, second-class wizard apprentices would more easily find those cost-effective jobs.
And first-class wizard apprentices would also more easily find assistants who met their required standards.
Unfortunately, Witch Sophia was a newly promoted formal wizard who hadn't yet built up such deep-rooted networks of relationships through years of accumulation, so she couldn't provide any help in this regard.
Those second-class wizard apprentices who left the house were immediately surrounded by people waiting outside as soon as they stepped out, asking about their interview experiences and situations.
A second-class wizard apprentice who had just walked out of the house shook his head with a bitter expression.
"I thought the newly promoted first-class wizard apprentice would be easy to talk to, but as soon as I went in, Senior Augustine asked me several professional questions, and I couldn't answer any of them. It looks like I have no chance of getting through."
"I've been really short on money lately, I don't even have magic stones to buy learning materials for meditation methods. I heard that the Blood Roar Arena is hiring feeder assistants, I'll go try interviewing there."
The second-class wizard apprentices who had originally surrounded him asking about interview experiences mostly shook their heads immediately upon hearing this.
"Forget about it. I heard that the Blood Roar Arena had another feeder assistant die last month, bitten to death by a crazed scorpion-tailed lion. Jobs there are indeed easier to find, but that's because so many people die there, the cost-effectiveness is too low."
"Yes, you can't risk your life just to earn a few magic stones. The Blood Roar Arena has a bunch of mixed-blood magical creatures with impure bloodlines, their temperaments are completely unstable, some are basically mentally ill, you never know what action will enrage them."
Among these second-class wizard apprentices, one was studying in the beast taming magic sub-category direction, and upon hearing this, he had a different opinion.
"It's not as exaggerated as you're making it sound. I'm a student in the beast taming magic sub-category direction within the academy, you're all spreading it too dramatically. Although it is a bit dangerous, it's not really life-threatening."
"It's just that some people don't have relevant professional skills, and during interviews, they over-package themselves, making my senior students mistakenly think they really understand this field, which leads to so many accidents."
Someone muttered, "Which interview doesn't require us to package ourselves a bit. I haven't seen other positions with such high accidental death rates."
A wizard apprentice shouted, "Stop chatting, quick, Senior Augustine is calling for the next person to go in!"
"Everyone don't push, we need to queue up!"
Inside the house, in the reception room.
Locke sat on the sofa, looking at the female wizard apprentice standing in front of him with her head down and shoulders hunched, somewhat nervous, who was relatively short and plump like a winter melon, with freckles covering her face. He raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Hmm?"
"You once served as a first-class wizard apprentice's potion assistant?"
Terry Calvin nervously said in a small voice, "Yes... yes, no... no, although that's what's written on the resume, I actually just did menial work for that pharmaceutical laboratory."
"I don't count as an assistant."
"At that time, that pharmaceutical laboratory hired more than ten second-class wizard apprentices, all just helpers. That was Senior Anglon's pharmaceutical laboratory, his assistant was someone else, also a student of Master Halen Vera."
When Terry Calvin mentioned Anglon's name, fear, lingering dread, and a flash of resistance crossed her face.
Locke keenly caught her facial expressions and frowned slightly.
Because he had heard the name Halen Vera many times, he was a formal wizard with considerable seniority at Lilith's Cottage.
He even had the opportunity to become one of the seven Senior Advisors.
But he refused, saying he didn't want to be separated from the grassroots opportunities of directly teaching students. Besides doing research, his greatest hobby might be teaching and educating people.
But Halen Vera had many students under him, so there shouldn't have been any need for his most important student Anglon's personal pharmaceutical laboratory to recruit so many second-class wizard apprentices from outside.
After all, these second-class wizard apprentices also needed to be paid salaries. Even though individual salaries weren't much for a first-class wizard apprentice, the combined salaries of more than ten people would still be a considerable expense.
Locke thought of something and asked, "Why did you leave? Among the helpers recruited with you at that time, how many were Master Halen Vera's students, and how many were recruited from outside?"
Terry Calvin was extremely nervous, saying, "Almost none were Master Halen Vera's students. I left because of an experimental accident..."
"Because I violated regulations in my operations, I was forced to resign... But Master Augustine, I have mastered mana centrifugal extraction method, and also three types of magical flames, wood element magical flame, fire element magical flame, and wind element magical flame."
"I'm also very proficient in the basic knowledge and fundamental operations of potion studies. So I'm very useful, please give me a work opportunity, I'm even willing to accept a lower salary."
Terry Calvin looked pitiful with some tears in her eyes. "I really love potion studies."
"I want to continue walking down this path..."
Obviously, because she had been dismissed from Anglon's pharmaceutical laboratory, she had encountered many obstacles on this path, with a difficult road ahead.
This situation was irrelevant for Locke, who was a first-class wizard apprentice and potion master's assistant, at worst he could just open his own pharmaceutical laboratory. But for a second-class wizard apprentice, a resume with blemishes would undoubtedly make it impossible for her to find similar related work at Lilith's Cottage in the short term.
Moreover, Locke immediately understood why Anglon could repeatedly violate regulations conducting wizard apprentice experiments, even harming several wizard prospects, without any consequences.
This itself seemed very strange.
Lilith's Cottage was so strict about checking this aspect, yet Anglon could still cause trouble.