I'm not a magician

Hearing the sound of the bell, Ji Chi suddenly remembered that he was no longer a god-level player who was the only one in fifty servers, but now he was just a lowly, once-in-a-ten-year repeater from the Academy of Magic.

This year's entrance ceremony still has his share.

ok.

Ji Chi turned off the panel, took one last look at himself with black hair and black eyes in the blurred mercury mirror on the wall, pushed open the door and walked out of the dormitory.

It's about nine o'clock in the morning, and the magnificent gothic buildings of the entire college are bathed in warm sunlight. The towering spiers seem to be covered with a thin layer of gold leaf, solemnly demonstrating the college's status in the Devil Sword Continent. proud status.

In the distance, there is a more gorgeous and complicated building that is very conspicuous, and that is the entrance auditorium that the freshmen need to go to.

Ji Chi started very late, and most of the magic freshmen had already arrived at the auditorium. The road paved with bricks and stones was deserted, and only a lone figure in front was desperately running forward.

But the appearance of running desperately is really pitiful. How dare the speed of 1m/s be regarded as desperate?Even Ji Chi, who was before crossing, would not be able to run 50 meters for 1 minute.

But the little magician was really desperate, his frail figure was tottering, his already pale face was now completely pale, Ji Chi had no doubt that he would fall down halfway if he ran two more steps.

Ji Chi sighed, kicked his right foot lightly, and leaped briskly forward, reaching behind the little magician in the blink of an eye.

"Are you going to the auditorium too? I'll take you there?" Ji Chi tilted his head to look at the sweaty little magician with a bit of sympathy.

The little magician worked hard to move his steps, and looked up at him with difficulty: "You...whee...do you have a teleportation scroll? I...hmph...buy it with you with gold coins...haha——"

Although the little magician in front of him was wearing the academy's uniform robe, the faintly exposed clothing lines at the neckline still revealed his status as either rich or noble - being able to wear a blue dress at this age is not just a Money can do it.

Ji Chi took a glance and then looked away, feeling nothing.

In order not to occupy the number of backpack slots, he sold all the equipment below the orange equipment for money. The last time he wore blue equipment was a year or two ago. The difference between outfits has long been unclear.

"I don't need your money, I run very fast, and I can reach the auditorium in no time."

The little magician looked at Ji Chi's equally slender body suspiciously: "How...is it possible! There is only... so little time left, and the ranger...can't run so fast!"

Ji Chi didn't say anything, picked him up under his arm, and ran towards the auditorium.

The little magician was startled, and before he could scold him for being presumptuous, he saw the scenery on both sides receding rapidly.

He was stunned: "What's going on?"

It's not that the little magician is ignorant, the root of all evil lies in the production team.

Speaking of which, the production of this dog is also very interesting. It has set a stereotype for the magician profession in its own way-pale, slender, and weak.

The blood volume is so crispy that it will fall down with a single poke. Ji Chi's habitual armor action is because of this-who knows how many times he died because of this crispy attribute in the early game!

Similarly, the movement speed of low-level magicians is impressive, sometimes even the mobs in Novice Village can't catch up.

Fortunately, the speed bonus brought by the full-level character is very powerful. When the two stood at the door of the auditorium, the stunned expression of the little magician had not disappeared.

"I'll go first, goodbye." Ji Chi just wanted to give him a hand, and when he achieved his goal, he threw him at the door without mercy.

"Wait—" the little magician came back to his senses and hurriedly called to him. He didn't know whether he was tired or embarrassed. You can find me if you need anything—hey, what are you doing? Don’t think that you can be so offensive just because you helped me once!”

"Shut up, I'm also in Class S, roll call is starting." Ji Chi strode forward, holding Brandon's collar.

When the names of the two were called, they happened to rush to the class seats. Professor Joseph glanced at them coldly from the bridge of his nose and glasses. Find a place to sit down.

Ai Wen had seen Ji Chi as early as they had just entered the auditorium, and now he waved quickly and softly beckoned Ji Chi to sit beside him.

"You prepared so quickly, I've already helped you figure out the reason for being late." Ai Wen smiled at Ji Chi with his small white teeth, his blue pupils were full of undisguised joy, and the hair on his head exploded slightly. The golden retriever made him like a warm little sun, he tilted his head, and looked at Brandon behind Ji Chi suspiciously, "Who is he?"

Brandon followed Ji Chi, hesitated for a while and sat next to Ji Chi, and replied proudly: "Brandon Elliott."

Ji Chi nodded and added, "Well, I picked it up on the road."

Brandon froze, and stared in disbelief: "You don't know that the surname Elliott represents..."

"Quiet——" Professor Joseph frowned fiercely, opened and closed his thin, blade-like lips quickly, and a magical ripple spread in the huge auditorium on the wind, and the noisy auditorium just now There was a dead silence.

Brandon touched his throat with his hands, trying to explain his noble status to this humble commoner again, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't utter a word.

Brandon gave up, slumped in his seat with a grumpy face.

Ji Chi curled his lips. His magic resistance was extremely high, so he would naturally not be affected by this small debuff, but this did not prevent him from pretending to be a member of the crowd and quietly waiting for the dean to start his speech.

The 16-year-old boys and girls around who are too energetic are not as well-behaved as him. Even if they are restricted by the magic of silence, they still have ways to express their wild ideas with various movements and expressions.

Every corner of the auditorium was staged lively pantomime.

Ji Chi lost his mind a little while immersed in this joyous atmosphere, even if it was the same scene, even if it was the same kind of touch, it was quite different from what he experienced in the holographic game.

Professor Joseph glared at a young man with teeth and claws, Brandon pointed at the dean's crooked wig and laughed silently, and Ivan touched his arm with some concern.

It felt like—the world came alive, and he was fitting into them as a normal person.

Normal person, the word made Ji Chi's pupils brighten, and this was the identity he had dreamed of for 25 years.

Maybe in this world, he can make up for his incomplete life one by one.

Ai Wen didn't understand what Ji Chi was thinking, but he could sensitively sense that there seemed to be something extra in the eyes of his roommate who was repeating the grade.

Ai Wen arbitrarily attributed this to his determination to study hard, imitating the priest and stroking Ji Chi's hair in relief, and Ji Chi slapped his hand off with a smile on his face.

Facts have proved that no matter which world it is in, the dean's speech is extremely boring.

After hearing this for a while, Ji Chi lost interest in experiencing student life, and opened the game panel to continue researching.

Since he wants to live again in this world, he also has to think about the future path.

Demon Sword Continent is divided into seven professions and seven races, each race and profession has corresponding skills and professional talents.

Humans are good at concocting potions; demons are intoxicated in summoning souls; elves are good at wandering with bows; dwarves are devoted to making equipment; undead are stealthy and stealthy in the dark;

The seven races are blessed with seven race skills: Pharmacist, Summoner, Ranger, Equipment Master, Rogue, Warrior, and Magician.

At the beginning, Ji Chi traveled all over the territories of the seven races as a human being, and only then did he gather the skills of the seven major professions.

Very good, now I have to run it again, Ji Chi smiles :)

That's right, just like in the game, he didn't intend to put much effort into the magician profession, even if the professional talent he chose at the beginning would allow him to easily rank at the top of the magician journey.

Ji Chi, who is no longer restricted by illness, is so rebellious!

But soon, Ji Chi discovered an unexpected surprise. At the moment when the entrance ceremony started, human race skills were unlocked.

Players complete the hidden task: [Join the Anthropological Society] to obtain human race skills.

Skill: [lv.max soul healing (pharmacist)] unlocked

Description: [Unlock the formula of legendary quality potion, the property of the potion produced +500%]

Ji Chi recalled that there was indeed such a hidden mission. At that time, he tried to join a society of other professions as a magician, but was rejected countless times before successfully joining a society with a total number of 2 equipment masters. This racial skill.

Ji Chi immediately switched the page to the synthesis column, and sure enough, in the medicine synthesis column, several icons with orange lights were conspicuously lit up.

A backpack full of legendary-quality materials, plus legendary-quality potion formulas—if he fails to graduate from the Academy of Magic, he can compete for the chairman of the Imperial Pharmacists Association.

The truth is that heavy.

Satisfied, Ji Chi turned off the panel, and became amiable when he saw the chattering dean.

This good mood lasted until the end of the entrance ceremony, and the instructors of each class led the students to the classroom.

Professor Joseph placed the roster on the podium, and under the deep folds of his eyes, his sharp gaze swept over the dozen or so young girls under the stage.

"In the next three years, you will improve yourself in the magic branch. I hope you can upgrade and graduate smoothly."

When he was talking about upgrading, he took a serious look at Ji Chi, obviously dissatisfied with the humiliation of this magic academy, which was the only case in ten years.

There were a few noble boys in the class who had noticed the black-haired and black-eyed Oriental boy, and deliberately asked with a smile, "How can I upgrade smoothly?"

Professor Joseph pushed his glasses: "Before the test next summer, I will become a junior magician."

The boy who asked the question exaggeratedly asked, "Ah? There are still magic apprentices in the academy?"

Immediately there were unfriendly titters all around.

Ai Wen pursed his lips and looked at Ji Chi worriedly.

A junior magician is a title with a mana value of around lv. 5, but the assessment of the title is not only based on the blue bar, but also the amount of magic learned.

Children with normal magical talents learned several kinds of magic through various channels before they became adults at the age of 16.

Even Aiwen, who is a commoner, has mastered more than ten kinds of light magic in the Holy See. When he has more magic power, he can even be directly promoted to an intermediate magician.

The situation of Ji Chi is different. Although the mana value brought by his full-level character can be compared with the legendary magic god, but since he can only use the level A magic of [Fireball] that comes with beginners, if nothing unexpected happens. Still have to stay in grades.

After weighing, Ji Chi raised his hand decisively.

"What's the problem?" Joseph didn't like Ji Chi, his tone was cold.

"Excuse me, what are the requirements for transfer?" Ji Chi smiled and asked sincerely.