I'm not a magician

"Xiao Chi, my parents are going abroad first, you...stay at home to recuperate..."

"it is good."

"Aunt Wang has seen you since childhood, and we are relieved to have her take care of you..."

"it is good."

"...Then take good care of yourself. After the Chinese New Year, my parents will bring my younger brother back. Let's have a reunion dinner together."

"it is good."

"Goodbye."

Ji Chi wore a holographic helmet and didn't even glance at the direction they were leaving.

His ears were filled with the chirping voice of the game AI, but he didn't hear a single word, but the sound of the door closing downstairs in the villa was so loud that it was deafening.

After a long time, he closed his eyes gently, forcing himself not to think too much, and focused on this newly released holographic game.

Ji Chi: "..."

Ji Chi: "Do you have to use real people for the characters in your game?"

AI: [No, the default value is a real person scan, but players can still pinch their faces freely~]

Ji Chi's eyes are very sharp: "This character is only [-] at most? I'm actually five centimeters taller than it."

AI: [Sorry, thank you for your feedback. The average height of a magician is 1.7 meters, and it has been adjusted to the average for you~]

Ji Chi: "???"

Ji Chi: "Wait, what do you mean? Then I want to change my career."

AI: [Sorry, once the occupation is determined, it cannot be changed~]

Ji Chi: "When have I decided on a career?"

The AI ​​didn't speak, and just threw him a fast-forwarded video.

[Please choose the character profession, currently warrior, magician...]

"it is good."

[Please create a character image, the current default is...]

"it is good."

[Initial setup is successful, I wish you a happy game~]

"it is good."

After watching the video, Ji Chi felt that his heart rate was about to go wrong. He took a deep breath and asked as kindly as possible: "This is my mistake, why can't I choose a career again?"

AI, that is, Yuanyuan's cute voice suddenly disappeared, replaced by the vicissitudes of the planning big brother who was bald at first hearing: [Big brother, what do you think it means to re-choose your career and image?Is it freedom?no!That is all burning expenses!Do you think I don't know you young men?Today I still want meat T to resist injuries, and tomorrow I can be a nurse begging for thighs. Where can I make a newly developed hologram with such a large capacity for you! 】

Ji Chi's head hurt from the uncle's harsh voice, so he gave in helplessly: "What about Krypton Gold? I don't want to change my career, so I can change my image with Krypton Gold, right?"

Yuanyuan was vigilant: [What image do you want to change? 】

Ji Chi: "It's not too much, two meters one, two hundred catties, eight-pack abs, anything else is optional."

Yuanyuan: [Get out, you will be 1.7 meters from now on. 】

!!!

Ji Chi woke up suddenly from the half-truth nightmare, and took a few deep breaths to stabilize his heart rate. When he saw the familiar brick roof, he realized that he had already transmigrated into the game.

Ji Chi closed his eyes, jumped up from the bed in the next second, and stood barefoot on the flat ground.

No dizziness, no palpitations, no breathlessness—this is a healthy, 1.7-meter-five, still developing body.

After Ji Chi and Yuanyuan repeatedly confirmed that he would grow taller again, they smiled slightly and looked up.

Ai Wen poked in front of him, very close, and looked at him with a complicated face: "I... I was thinking of coming to wake you up, I woke up very fast today haha..."

More than fast!I didn't even see how he stood on the ground!Alvin roared in his heart——

Obviously lay still for half a day yesterday!Is this the so-called mysterious oriental man!I really don't understand what they are thinking!

Ji Chi nodded and thanked him, and found clothes and shoes to put on with a natural look on his face.

Ai Wen sighed and put the accident behind him, took out a thick magic book from the shared bookshelf, and handed it to Ji Chi: "Today there is only the morning class, which is Ms. Emma's magic principles. Time is free."

Ji Chi took the magic tome, realized that he had something to say, and looked sideways at him.

"Um... have you prepared a staff?" Ai Wen hesitated and asked him a little embarrassedly, "Spell training will start tomorrow, and the staffs are all prepared by the students themselves. I haven't had time to buy them yet. Can you accompany me to Central Avenue in the afternoon?"

It stands to reason that the staff should be ready before entering school, but those few days happened to catch up with the mission of the Holy See, and Aiwen had to follow the priest all the time, so he didn't have time to purchase.

Hearing that the staff was to be prepared, Ji Chi glanced at the backpack calmly.

Good guy, what is the wand of judgment of Ragnarok, the wand of destruction of doomsday catastrophe... an extremely long orange artifact with a prefix of water.

He turned off the panel and shook his head decisively: "I'm not prepared either."

Aiwen raised the corners of his mouth happily, and his blue eyes sparkled: "Then you bring the coins, let's go to Central Street after class, and lunch can also be settled there!"

Because of this arrangement, Ivan was very excited all morning.

Ms. Emma walked into the classroom holding the magic book, and he was still twisting around, holding Ji Chi and talking non-stop: "My childhood dream is to have my own magic staff! But it is too expensive, an ordinary A high-quality staff costs several gold coins...but I have helped the Holy See save a lot of money over the years, so I can directly buy a high-quality staff!"

Ji Chi echoed a few words in a low voice, and was so infected by him that he began to look forward to it.

He found that the real world is indeed much more perfect than holographic online games, and many details are very novel experiences for Ji Chi.

Just like the Central Avenue in the online game is just an avenue made of templates, it looks magnificent, but the only shops you can go to are the trading hall.

I don't know what the real Central Street looks like... Ji Chi rubbed the parchment cover of the magic book, thinking ecstatically.

"Hey." Brandon, who was sitting behind them, listened to the whole conversation word for word, wrinkled his nose in distaste, "What effect can a high-quality wand have? Will it hurt more if you just use it to knock people? Want to buy it?" Just buy good quality."

As he said that, he took out a forearm-long staff from his robe and showed them to them. It was a blue staff. On the fiery red delicate staff, the magic patterns engraved on it were full of magic power. Top notch.

Aiwen was not angry with the classic "why not eat minced meat". He looked at the excellent staff with envy in his eyes: "That's great, I hope I can have one in the future."

Ji Chi, on the other hand, gave Brandon a cold look.

Believe it or not, it hurts to hit someone directly with a stick!With your blood volume, I can probably knock down seventeen or eight people with one stick. Who do you look down on, little crispy skin?

Brandon smiled proudly, took another sneaky look at Ji Chi, and said in a low voice, "I can lend you money if you don't have enough money, and you can pay it back whenever you want. I'm not short of those gold coins..."

It was obviously well intentioned, but he made him feel guilty and short of breath, as if he wanted to illegally issue usury loans.

Ai Wen finally understood that the young master was not here to show off, so he chuckled and said, "Thank you, Master Brandon, but I believe that even if I rely on myself, I will be able to use excellent, even epic-level ones one day." Staff!"

Ji Chi followed suit, silently signaling that he also thought the same way.

Young Master Brandon once again failed to show his favor. He became furious and slammed down the table (table HP-0), and moved to the side: "It's up to you!"

"Alright, alright, students, I will be in charge of everyone's magic principles for the next year. If you have any unclear points, please contact me in time." Ms. Emma knocked on the desk, and smiled. The attention of the little magicians was drawn back.

Her gentle eyes flicked across the young and immature faces, and finally stayed on Ji Chi for a long time. She stared at Ji Chi: "No one can fully grasp the mystery of magic, but one thing is for sure. Every magician has amazing potential, and any setback is not a reason to give up."

The little magicians in the classroom were filled with tears from the boiling chicken soup, and even Ji Chi thought it made sense.

That's right, any setback is not the reason for him to become a magician in the end.Even if I die, travel through time, and have skills locked, I will not be a magician!

Ms. Emma was very relieved, and began to explain the history of Demon Sword Continent and the origin of magic to the little magicians in a gentle and gentle manner.

Ji Chi listened carefully at the beginning, and it sounded very familiar to him.

In fact, he has been exposed to all these contents, but he skipped all of them at the time, and he never thought that one day he would need to make up for them verbatim in class :)

The history of Demon Sword Continent is very simple. It is nothing more than from the age of the gods, to the twilight of the gods, and now the only one who believes in the God of Light.

"It is said that in ancient times, everyone could sense the magic power of all elements, and the professional talent of each creature could be freely chosen. All beings are equal, and light and darkness coexist together." Ms. Emma said with a look of longing, " If there is such an opportunity, maybe I will choose to be a mermaid weapon master hahaha."

The little magicians in the classroom all laughed, obviously thinking that such a combination is very rebellious.

Ji Chi didn't smile, he was merging into this world, but he didn't forget the memories of the past.

In his cognition, players can choose any race and start their favorite career.Undead and elves can play together, and angels and demons can make do to form a guild. How normal it was, how ridiculous it is now.

But Ji Chi did not refute Ms. Emma's point of view. He is no longer the player who sweeps the whole server, and this is not a relaxing holographic game.

This is a real world, all Ji Chi can do is to accept it, or - reverse it.

After nearly five hours of teaching the principles of magic, Ji Chi walked out of the classroom dazed with a magic tome as thick as a brick in his arms. The sense of reality of traveling to another world became stronger and stronger.

He doesn't want to go to class ahhh——

Alvin was also dizzy from hunger.

Commoners do not have the habit of enjoying breakfast, they only eat a little bit of hard bread to replenish their energy on the way to class or work.

Ivan also has this habit. His breakfast is to hastily gnaw a piece of hard bread the size of a palm in the dormitory. At this time, he has already digested it completely, and his hunger is overwhelming.

"It takes a lot of energy to go to class... I have never been so tired when I went out to preach with the priest..." Ai Wen was so angry that he felt his physical condition and felt a little regretful, "I think we have to go there in a horse-drawn carriage. I really don’t have the strength to walk to Central Avenue.”

Ji Chi's half drooping eyelids suddenly lifted up, looking at him in shock: "So you originally wanted to go to Central Avenue?"

The map on Ji Chi's panel was drawn in great detail, and the School of Magic was still a long way from Central Street.Without the teleportation magic circle, it would take about an hour to walk there at a normal speed, and for these delicate magicians with an average walking speed of 0.5m/s, it may be dusk when they reach Central Avenue.

Aiwen put the grimoire in the sackcloth backpack and carried it behind his back, and smiled embarrassedly: "It costs two copper coins to take a trip in the magic carriage, I still want to save some money..."

Copper coins... Ji Chi has never heard of this unit of measurement.

He glanced at his backpack. In the game, the coins do not occupy the slots of the backpack, but are displayed in the upper right corner of the panel with a large string of numbers.

He has never cared about how much money he has. After all, in this kind of large-scale online game, coins are the easiest resource to obtain—it is inversely proportional to the difficulty of obtaining soft sister coins in reality.

Ji Chi visually inspected his nine-digit gold coins starting with nine, and said seriously: "Let me pay for these small fees, I have plenty of coins."

More than enough!More than enough to buy two Saint-Terry empires!

Aiwen bent his blue eyes when he heard the words, and the golden light flowed between his brows and hair: "Let me do it, save your money and buy some better equipment. It's too dangerous to only have one kind of magic... "

Aiwen was very worried about this roommate. He knew how hard it was for ordinary magicians who hadn’t grown up—you couldn’t buy magic scrolls if you didn’t have money, and you couldn’t make money if you couldn’t learn magic.

A closed endless loop, only unparalleled talent can break through.

Aiwen really wanted to help him. He had seen so many miserable civilians during his missionary work, but none of them was like Ji Chi.

There is light in his eyes.