Chapter 6 Axi Bar
"Rixi."
"Shut up!"
The head seemed to be greatly wronged, biting a circle of air around it crazily, chewing it loudly.
"This is the right thing to do. Follow me from now on and I'll make sure you enjoy the hot food."
Wei En is now very satisfied with his attitude.
It was not in vain that he deliberately interrupted his meditation and wasted the 0.01 mental level.
When, when...
at this moment, the Krims Cathedral bell rang.
"Tsk, it's six o'clock."
This night was really long.
Fortunately, he didn't get nothing.
Not only did he learn to meditate and officially became a wizard apprentice of the Ghost School, he also received a head that could meditate automatically.
"A good day starts with... well, being hungry."
Wei En touched his stomach. He had become stronger and became hungry more easily.
The most terrible thing is that he is penniless now... He
can only see if he can pass the interview today, hoping to get some salary advance...
With this in mind, he pulled out a golden pocket watch from around his neck and pressed the button above. Then put it on the table.
boom!
After a burst of smoke, the pocket watch had turned into a large golden box.
Then, he put everything on the table into the box.
The trophy-shaped "telephone", the "typewriter" with an oak base, the blue and white "automatic exchange machine", the crystal ball...as well as the two letters and three rolls of parchment, etc.
It is worth mentioning that the crystal ball did have the function of testing his spiritual level.
However, it is not as comprehensive as the panel system.
It can only be regarded as a piece of junk that gets dust at the bottom of the box...
After packing it up, Wayne turned it back into a pocket watch again, hung it around his neck again, and then picked up the basin and towel to wash up.
This pocket watch is the standard toolbox of the intelligence officer of the Ghost School. It was obtained by the predecessor after passing the interview.
The house he lives in now also belongs to the Ghost School, and together with the pocket watch, it is one of the benefits of being an intelligence officer.
However, he must be self-sufficient in all his expenses here.
Just as when my predecessor came to Custer City State for pre-job training, the training officer of the school's intelligence department said: "The Ghost School is willing to provide a platform for you to grow and become talented, and in exchange, you have to put in enough effort." It seems very good
. Humanizing, right?
But in fact, wizard apprentices are not taken seriously within Ghost.
Except for a very small number of talented monsters, most of the other apprentices, as well as a large number of preparatory apprentices, are only peripheral students of the ghost.
The real core is located in the headquarters of the Ghost School - the remote northern continent, in a glacier and snowfield called Kovich.
As for intelligence officers like Wei En, the total number of ghosts is not 20,000, but 10,000 or several thousand. Each one is scattered in various city-states and is responsible for transmitting intelligence.
In the words of the training officer, "The fear of wizards comes from the unknown. As long as we know enough, the probability of solving the disaster is higher." It is precisely because of
this system of casting a wide net that every intelligence officer has to become A lone wolf, trying to survive in his own city-state.
Obviously, the predecessor was an existence whose survivability was infinitely close to zero!
In the few months since I came to Custer City, the farthest place I have been to is the slums three blocks away, and the people I am most familiar with are the father and daughter in the clinic next door.
All the information he submitted was obtained from the Red Moon Tavern at the other end of Golden Street.
And he only goes there every three days. The reason... is just because he can't bear to pay 8 pence for a cup of beer.
Alas, the previous life was so poor that Wei En was now penniless.
However, fortunately, everything has just begun, and it is not too late to start from now!
After Wayne washed up, he took out a yew box from the closet and took out the carefully cared for clothes.
This is one of the few valuable relics from his predecessor, a formal suit worth 1 gold pound, which is also one of the benefits of an intelligence officer.
The main purpose... Well, it makes it look more respectable when buried in the soil.
According to statistics from the Ghost Intelligence Department, 50% of intelligence officers would not survive the first year, so this set of clothes was regarded as compensation for being given in advance.
"Fortunately, I'm not as innocent as my predecessor. As for clothes, of course I wear them while I'm alive. It would be stupid to wait until I'm dead to wear them again." Just like now - it's just right for
Wayne to wear to support the scene.
What Wayne told the liaison officer last night that he wanted to join the Custer Union Newspaper was not entirely a lie.
In fact, he began to pay attention to work on the second day he came to this world.
After all, in his current situation, if he wanted to exchange wizard knowledge from the Ghost School, he would need a lot of money.
Relying on only 6 pence a day, it would be difficult for him to save enough gold pounds to be promoted to an official wizard until he dies of old age.
Therefore, Wayne has found a job that is decent enough and allows him to relieve financial pressure.
And today is the day of his interview!
After getting dressed, Wei En straightened his hair in the mirror and looked completely new.
"He's quite handsome."
He has the typical characteristics of the Sarut ethnic group.
With black hair, soft facial features, and a well-proportioned figure, he has a different kind of charm when wearing this Western Continental-style gentleman's outfit.
Fortunately, Wayne's skin is dark, slightly darker than bronze, which makes him look less effeminate.
On the head above him, seeing Wayne's actions, especially his fresh and neat hairstyle... his eyes couldn't help but show a bit of envy.
It's a pity that he only has a head and no hands.
His head shook in distress for a while, and his chicken coop-like hairstyle was still the same as before. He couldn't help but glare at Wei En fiercely - it was all because of this two-legged monster who messed up his hairstyle when he beat him!
"Okay... okay..."
"Huh?"
Wei En looked up and saw his "head" shaking up and down, and his eyes rolling up from time to time. He wondered, "Are you suffering from epilepsy?" "Yeah, yeah!
" The head glared at him, then glanced at the mirror, and finally raised its eyes.
"I'm on top of the mirror..." Wei En thought for a moment, "You mean you can possess the mirror?" "
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
head looked at him in surprise for a while, then closed his eyes in frustration.
"I'm kidding you, why are you so anxious?"
Wei En gathered his mental strength in his hands, straightened the hairstyle on his head, and then dispersed his strength and nodded with satisfaction: "It's my face, just as handsome. "
He opened his eyes and glanced at the mirror quietly. As if he had encountered something happy, he grinned, "Axi!" (Happy!) "Why are
you still swearing?"
Wei En knew that he was not talking about sticks. language, but the tone really brought back some memories.
"Hurry up and get to work! I'm going out too, um... why don't I just call you, little Axi?"
"Axi."
"Yeah, I know, I know, little Axi."
"Axi! !"
There is one more chapter before twelve o'clock. I started writing at seven o'clock today, but I didn't expect to finish the first chapter just now.
Hey - my head hurts!
(End of chapter)