I'm not a magician

"Ji Chi—wake up! We're going to be late for the entrance ceremony!" Ai Wen bent down, pinched Ji Chi's thin shoulders and shook desperately, a bunch of golden hair on his head swayed with the frequency of the shaking, showing the owner's anxious heart .

After shaking for a few seconds, Ai Wen was so tired that he fell to Ji Chi's bedside.Panting heavily, he propped his own thin knees with both hands, and frowned at his roommate who was motionless.

Eyes as clear and blue as the sky are full of sorrow.

Why are you so big-hearted, you will be expelled if you stay another grade... Isn't this kid afraid that he will become a commoner in the future?

Ai Wen couldn't help shivering when he thought of the muddled eyes of those civilians on the street and the life that could be seen at a glance.

He also passed the magic academy test as a commoner. He knows better than anyone else the malice towards commoners in this era—the endless labor, the meager income that can’t fill their stomachs, and the negligible human rights. and dignity.

It's just one less contract than a slave.

Aiwen showed pity when he thought of this.

He was the luckiest of the common people.He detected the talent of light magic early on, and since he was a child, he has been with the priest in the small town to give teachings to the common people.Although it is not a life of rich clothes and fine food, compared to the miserable civilians he has come into contact with, it is already a paradise-like enjoyment.

So, at the moment when he received the admission letter when he became an adult at the age of 16, Aiwen swore to the God of Light that he must learn his own magic of light, and it would be best if he could become a highly respected archbishop in the future and help the common people get rid of muddy life...

Aiwen was immersed in the fantasy of being surrounded by countless believers and couldn't help himself. From time to time, he let out a smirk, and his messy hair trembled.

At first glance, he looked like a child with extremely bright and magical talents—even his mind was washed blank by the Holy See.

Ji Chi woke up in the brainwashing smirk of the holy light. He slowly opened his eyes, and his emptiness fell on the brown-gray brick ceiling in the house.

There are no white walls, no warm yellow light strips, and no endless beeping sounds of ECG monitors.

Ah, he is still in this world.

"Ji Chi! You're finally awake! Hurry up! We're going to be late!" Ai Wen recovered from his fantasy, and rushed to Ji Chi, nagging non-stop.

"Aiwen? I'm sorry I went to bed late... You go first, I'll be there soon." Ji Chi closed his eyes, and his voice was calm and indifferent—or it could be It's called old fritters.

It sounds like a repeat student.

Aiwen was very anxious at this time, and only his compassionate and enthusiastic character cultivated in the Holy See would think of staying and pulling Ji Chi.

If it were any selfish student, he would have left this scumbag roommate long ago and left.

Ai Wen stretched his arms, and quickly took the academy robe from the bedside and put it on Ji Chi's stomach: "What else do you need to prepare? I'll get it for you."

"...No, you go first, or you'll be late." Ji Chi was indifferent.

Ivan couldn't resist him, so he stood up from the bed, stretched out his hand and caressed the tiny folds of the college's robe, and looked back worriedly: "Then hurry up... the instructor of our class is Professor Joseph, listen Said he was the scariest when he was angry."

Ji Chi was still not in a hurry, lying on the bed like a salted fish, he just hummed softly to express his agreement.

Seeing his appearance, Ai Wen finally gave up nagging, he sighed deeply, opened the door and hurriedly trot towards the auditorium.

Ji Chi moved his arms unhurriedly when the heavy solid wooden door slammed shut.

It's not that he is too lazy, it's just a habit that he has persisted for more than 20 years - he must lie in bed for 5 minutes after waking up before he can move his body.

Even if you have changed to a healthier body, you still can't get rid of the habits you have developed over the years.

Ji Chi put his palm on his left chest, feeling the steady and powerful heartbeat, looking at an unknown direction with his dark eyes, and asked faintly: "Yuanyuan, can I go back the next day in the game?" ?”

Hearing the call, like in a holographic game, a blue cube popped out of nowhere on the side of Ji Chi's head, floating up and down and flickering. This is the intelligent AI made by the magic sword system. Each profession has its own color. The magician's AI is crystal blue.

I just don't understand why a cube is named Yuanyuan...

【Yuanyuan doesn't understand what you're talking about, do you need to convey your question to the production team? 】The familiar soft and cute tone sounded in Ji Chi's mind, which brought some comfort to his depressed mood.

Ji Chi stood up slowly: "Biography."

[The production team has received your question, please wait patiently for a reply~]

Ji Chi picked up the neatly folded magician's robe on his stomach, and thought for a while: "It's fine if you can't put it back on, and no one cares anyway, right?"

【Yuanyuan doesn't understand what you're talking about, do you need to convey your question to the production team? 】

"...Biography." Ji Chi put his arms into the black long sleeves, and couldn't help complaining: "Did you run out of funds when you made the AI ​​for the game?"

【Yuanyuan doesn't understand...】

"To shut up."

【Alright, if you have any questions, please call Yuanyuan in time~】

Ji Chi slowly rolled his eyes and stood up from the bed.

The black magician's robe poured down from the body. On the smooth and soft cloth, a bright silver sorting badge was pinned to the heart. The shape of the badge was an open magic book, with faint lights flickering on it from time to time.

This is not only a badge, but also a small magic circle, which can be used to determine the identity of each magic academy student, and can also provide a part of magic power blessing.

[Magic Branch Student Robe]

Quality: 【Excellent】

Effect: [Magic Power +10]

A piece of green equipment, the effect is to add a section of blue stripes. This is the best equipment for a novice who has nothing, but it is not enough in Ji Chi's eyes.

He opened the game panel that he passed through in his field of vision. Just like in the holographic game before, the opened game panel was translucently distributed in the middle of the field of vision, and the data on it was so gorgeous that it was eye-catching.

Player [not chicken wings]

race [human]

Occupation【Magician】

Level【lv.99】

HP【10000/10000】

Magic value [10000 (+10) / 10000]

This is just a small part of the basic attributes, and the dense dodge value, damage value, critical strike value and other attributes next to it are enough for him to run unimpeded across the entire continent with a level A.

If these data can only make other players awe, then the backpack next to it is the existence that makes everyone crazy. In the 300-block giant backpack with no stacking limit that has been unlocked by tens of millions of gold coins, it is full of orange-equipped orange weapon potion scrolls , including the top equipment of all professions.

Ji Chi glanced at these, his brows loosened, and a slight smile finally appeared on his pale and thin face.

But flipping through the panel, the smile froze quickly.

"Yuanyuan, why are all my skills locked?" Ji Chi pointed to a large area of ​​darkness in his skill list, and summoned customer service Yuanyuan again with a blank expression.

As if sensing his resentment, Yuanyuan's tone suddenly became cautious and flattering: [Dear, the skills of non-player races and occupations need to be obtained by clearing hidden missions...]

"Have I, no, yes, done these tasks?" Ji Chi asked word by word.

At that time, in order to resist the "fate" of being a magician, he spent a lot of time and energy digging out all the hidden tasks in the entire Demon Sword Continent, and then bit by bit the skills of other professions that were exposed. Liver to the top.

Now tell him that when he suddenly returns to before liberation, even if he is as calm as Ji Chi, he wants to find something to beat him up.

The heavy killing intent made Yuanyuan's tone more cautious: [After data testing, the player did not trigger any hidden missions... Do you need to convey the bug to the production team? 】

Oh shit!The production team is just an excuse to push the pot, right?

A vein twitched on Ji Chi's forehead, and he pressed his left chest desperately to calm himself down.

He scanned the skill page with a gloomy expression, and finally found some clues.

It stands to reason that the skills that have not been obtained will not appear on the page, and even if the hidden task is passed, these skills are only the initial level.

And now, from the gray image, it can be seen that his locked skills have all been upgraded to the full level before time travel.

In other words, what he traveled to now was a world where none of the missions had been triggered.On the contrary, as long as he completes the hidden plots, he can immediately unlock a full-level skill that doesn't require any liver.

Straightening out the logic, Ji Chi finally suppressed the hostility in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay...what a fart!So much to hide across the continent!He has almost forgotten it!Plus……

When Ji Chi thinks of the hand that desperately pressed skip back then, he really wants to hit the wall—to make you not take the game seriously!Let you like to dance the plot!

If you fail the plot that the production team worked so hard to create today, you will surely have to pay back with blood and tears tomorrow.

【Does the player have any feedback? 】The shiny Rubik's Cube rubbed Ji Chi's cheek obsequiously.

"Get back." Ji Chi swallowed blood and tears, closed his eyes, and regained the appearance of Gujing Wubo. He patted several orange costumes in the robe, stacked the defense to forty to fifty thousand, and made sure of himself After being able to live forever, he had no choice but to accept the reality.

At least I wasn't formatted as initial data, Ji Chi thought to himself.

"Dangdangdangdang——" the sound of the bell rang throughout the magic academy, reminding every little magician that the opening ceremony was about to begin.