Northland.

As soon as the dim light of the morning light fell on the streets of Minas Tirith, Kangevian slipped out of the back door of a tavern in the Second City with a confused look on his face.

The almost sunken eye sockets and deep dark circles make it obvious at a glance that this is a senior time management instructor, but he has been working four jobs for more than three months, even though he is a black dragon.

Kangevian also inevitably showed a hint of fatigue.

But after seeing the newly paid salary in hand, all the fatigue was swept away by the satisfaction of getting paid.

Ever since he was 'sold' by his mother to this city-state as a dragon 30 years ago, he had been really depressed for a while, and even wondered if his mother didn't love him anymore.

During those first difficult years, whenever late at night came, he could only look at the moon and shed tears after tossing and turning.

Naulim's Bichi drow was even more hateful. He was clearly entrusted by his mother to protect him, but when he saw something was going wrong, he actually abandoned him and ran away!

Until the tauren Ren found him, who was huddled in a ball of briquettes and shivering in the corner of the street. He winked and asked him if he wanted to find some quick and easy money to solve his food and clothing problem first.

Kangevian originally wanted to show off and see if he could use his acting skills to gain sympathy so that he could get a free meal, but he reluctantly agreed.

Then he was taken by the tauren to a tavern and club with luxurious decoration and many women.

At first, Kangevian, who was stared at by many females with dragon-selecting eyes, was also a little panicked. He really doubted whether this tauren brother, who didn't look serious at all, brought him to be a cowherd. No, dragon.

Lang's

As a result, the tauren brother seemed to see his dirty thoughts and grinned at him:

"Don't panic, it's not what you think. Even if you wanted to, you don't have the capital or strength.

"Young Dragon, that kind of profession is not something you can do if you want. It's better to start with something simpler."

At that time, Kangevian felt that his wheat-colored cheeks were turning red!

Although he is a black dragon, when he was in the Dark Territory, he was still the thirty-seventh young man of Ember City who was quite famous in the entire Northern Territory!

God knows how many Huaichun females would do anything to get close to him and win his favor.

In order to help his mother monitor the group of drow's survey plan for the Nether magic ship, he even used the transformation technique to transform into a drow boy and sneak into Gelthorne to feed the drow.

Under the development of those drows, his bottom line exceeded the limits that he could have imagined time and time again. Secretly, he even wanted to be a father many times.

And perhaps it was that miserable experience, followed by the unfortunate experience of being an orphan warrior during the adventurous exploration of the Nese magic ship, that made him full of instinctive resistance to this kind of job of pleasing females.

But driven by hunger, and facing the critical and suspicious eyes of the personnel and experience in the tavern, Cangevian was still forced to put on a flattering smile by instinct.

As a result, just a few minutes after signing several agreements and taking fingerprints, Kangevian stood in the center of the club stage with a confused look on his face, and with a group of muscular men, he wore his obviously small clothes amidst the screams and cheers of the audience.

The two-size-fits-all vest ripped in half with a hiss, and while dancing a blissful dance that was said to come from the Church of the Goddess of Love, he sang and rapped:

"Ji, you are so beautiful~"

So from that day on, Kangevian relied on his pretty face and good figure to make his debut in the custom industry in Minas Tirith City.

It also officially began his legendary career as a working dragon in Baicheng.

If he behaves like those popular cowherds, maybe he will disappear from the public after a while. After all, things that can be easily obtained are always easily abandoned by consumers.

But perhaps it was Gelthorne's horrific imprisonment and Naulim's betrayal that left him with a double psychological shadow. Kangevian, the black dragon, was actually labeled as a rare performer but not a prostitute. On the contrary, he was agitated.

It aroused the desire to conquer in many females, and even many ladies from Jishui City came here specially after hearing the news.

Since he refused the 'part-time job' that brought him quick money, the guy who worked as a resident dancer and security guard at the tavern club could barely make enough for his black dragon to avoid starving to death.

However, Kangevian, who had tasted the benefits of part-time work, quickly took advantage of it. Relying on his ability to stay up for several months without sleeping, he found himself a job moving bricks at a construction site from 8 to 18 o'clock during the day.

, do work such as dragon tower crane at Sebring River Port from 19 to 23 o'clock.

If ordinary people dare to work so hard, they may be able to enter the middle class within five years. But after all, Kangevian is a dragon with a relatively high cost of living? He is also not satisfied with this.

Under the introduction of the 'black-hearted intermediary' Tauren Ren? He would also go to Zelandia's Demon Research Institute on weekends to draw dozens of liters of dragon blood and sell it to mages who needed to use it to make scrolls and magic items.

Apprentices.

After getting familiar with each other once and twice, he was tempted by a group of legal practitioners and took another job at the Demon Research Institute:

—Experimented and studied by mages

And perhaps because of the long-term cooperation with the Magic Research Institute, Cangevian was surprised to find that starting from the second year? The number of magic apprentices in Zelandia began to increase dramatically.

At the same time? Minas Tirith Magic University also began to expand its enrollment.

Soon he also found out the reason:

The group of mages in Zelandia seem to have 'developed' a method called 'ape-man intelligence enhancement surgery'? It can actually improve the subject's memory and thinking speed by expanding the brain ravines to achieve improvement.

effects of intelligence

It sounds absurd enough!

But that group of lunatics actually succeeded.

According to the standards in the professional data template established by Zelandia Demon Research Institute, this surgery can increase the recipient's intelligence by 1-2 points.

This data may sound a little pitiful at first, but when this data falls in the ears of some legal practitioners? It is like hearing the sound of nature.

Because you have to know that in the field of legal practitioners? 1 to 2 points of intelligence improvement may not change much, but sometimes for certain people, even just 1 point can sometimes be the difference between heaven and earth.

gap.

How many students in Northland apply for admission to White City Magic University every year? It is because of this gap that they are rejected by that sacred ivory tower.

And some people have even thought of a hair-raising possibility: What if these two points of intelligence improvement fall on those mid-to-high-level magicians whose intelligence has already reached 10** points?

Will you let this attribute of yours directly enter the extraordinary inhuman realm?! So that you can learn some extraordinary super-magic spellcasting expertise from the magic network and laws?

Soon a legal practitioner who had done this came forward to give his own account:

After they underwent 'ape-man intelligence enhancement surgery' to transform and expand their brain grooves to reach the 20 mark of intelligence, they were unable to comprehend the expertise of metamagic casting.

But whether it is memory, thinking speed, memorizing spells or constructing spell models and other data, it has indeed entered an extraordinary realm.

And all of this also helps push their intelligence to a higher level.

When they relied on their accumulated knowledge to reach 21 in intelligence, they finally resonated with the laws of the magic network as they wished, and gained the coveted super magic casting expertise!

Kangevian was sour on the spot. He still remembers that year, when the Zeelandian mages announced this news, all the young people in the North who had the conditions to dream of being a spellcaster raised their hands.

A large number of "Beifa banknotes" lined up in a long queue at the Baicheng Magic Research Institute branch, just to get a surgery slot.

But when Kangevian, who finally made an appointment for reconstructive surgery three months in advance, came to the 'forensic doctors' with the savings he had saved after working for a year and a half, he was treated with pity and care.

His eyes said:

"I'm sorry, our surgery is developed based on the brain structure of apes. For non-ape humans, it is still being developed in the Caverns mouse direction.

"For large reptiles like you, at least there is nothing we can do for now."

Upon hearing this, Kangevian wanted to flip the table over on the spot.

You should have told me earlier if I couldn’t do it!

He also wants to transform into a wise dragon and impress his mother twenty years later.

But when he thought about the consequences of doing so, and the eyes that were always watching him in the Seventh City, he immediately shuddered, and returned to the staff dormitory of the tavern club with his returned ticket in dejection.

After spending a night in the miners, just when Kangevian was about to turn his grief and anger into strength to work harder and earn money, the tauren Renn came to him again with a smile on his face.

Seeing the smile of this tauren man, Kangevian, who had just gone to the toilet, instinctively shuddered and then put on a flattering smile.

He thought that this old man was introducing him to some good job again, but he was told that the city lord had found a martial arts teacher for him. Seeing that he had performed well in the past two years, he made the offer.

Cangevian lost interest at that time.

I thought to myself that I was a giant dragon, a legendary black dragon in its prime! Why should I learn human martial arts?

Isn’t that rat simmering juice? It’s okay to make you feel disgusted!

But now that the other party mentioned that this was the silver dragon's arrangement, Kangevian felt really unsure, and he didn't dare to refuse.

Kangevian still remembers the scene when he came to learn skills that day. Recalling the scene of his first meeting with his teacher Kike, a smile that was three parts funny and seven parts nostalgic appeared on his face.

In his impression, those years may have been stimulated by the release of funds from the Northland Joint Development Bank, the successive reductions in bank interest rates, the large-scale infrastructure construction of urban and rural highways in Northland, the construction of Eskau City and the Northeast Shelter Forest and other projects.

Next, it seems that the entire Northland is caught up in a carnival of working to get rich.

As long as you have the strength and are willing to endure hardships, there is basically a shortage of people to work everywhere, especially in industries such as moving bricks on construction sites, building railways, and working as postmen.

With the huge flow of people and economic stimulation, Minas Tirith has become more and more prosperous, but correspondingly, rents and prices in White City have also begun to increase at a rate visible to the naked eye.

And people are busy working, making money, and changing their original destiny in life.

His teacher Kike is a retired soldier. It is said that he was originally a very lazy guy with no goals. However, due to the increasingly high rent, he had to open a school specializing in sword skills and stealth in order to make ends meet.

Martial Arts Hall to make a living.

That day when he walked into the dilapidated warehouse that was opened not far from the port of the First City and was named the 'Dark Wandering Phantom Sword Martial Arts Gym', he saw a guy with a huge head and a short body dancing with two knight's swords.

Jian said seriously to the few students sitting down:

"Some young people just like to question whether they can learn excellent swordsmanship, martial arts and wandering arts from me after paying tuition, and question the true strength of your teachers.

"It is a good thing to learn to question, as it will help you to improve your martial arts skills.

"But there are too many questions, and the criticism of my reputation is not a good thing after all. If no new people come to sign up, will you unscrupulous little guys buy bread for the teacher and pay the rent?"
To be continued...