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Chapter 20 [Choose a Career]

After devouring his food, Duran asked: "How is it? How is your star power attribute index?"

Ye Ling chewed a mouth full of food and said vaguely: "Teacher Gaton said that he could not measure the accurate index."

"What?" Dulan wondered if he heard it wrong, until Ye Ling repeated it again, then he stared and said: "Wow, I didn't expect your kid to be a freak. No wonder the growth trajectory is different from ordinary people, or he doesn't make a breakthrough.

Or the growth rate after the breakthrough is so high!”

"It's your fault!" Ye Ling scolded: "Stop talking nonsense and tell me which career is the best!"

"It's not easy to answer your question. There is no best profession in this world!" Dulan laughed and said, "The total number of martial arts, legal and special professions in the Radiance Alliance is close to a hundred. No one dares to say

Your own profession is stronger than others. Each profession has its own characteristics. It just depends on whose cultivation level is higher. However, I suggest you choose a profession that interests you. If you are not interested in a certain profession, you will be very boring.

Those who have lost their enthusiasm for learning. For example, I wisely chose the popular profession of gunman, which is also a fine tradition of our family, haha..."

"Is that so?" Ye Ling hesitated slightly: "The first condition for me to choose a profession is that the defense must be strong enough!"

In this strange world full of battles and warcraft, the primary goal is to increase the chance of survival and not die easily, so defense is very necessary.

Dulan said decisively after hearing this: "Then I recommend warriors. Warriors have always been known as human shields. In multi-professional team battles, warriors are always at the forefront!"

Ye Ling secretly cursed in his heart, Damn, you are building up your defenses to be a human shield for others, why am I not that stupid?

The thoughts in his heart were not exposed, and Ye Ling coughed dryly: "Is it the kind of profession where you wear armor all over your body and look like a turtle? It's so hot during the day, it's just self-abuse, I'm not interested!"

"That's true, but not all warriors have to dress like this. You saw it that day. Delia was wearing very refreshing clothes. Her family should have given her the Thunder Refining Clothes."

Ye Lingqi asked: "Thunder Refining Clothes, what is that?"

"One of the heirlooms of the Lei Ming family. It is very light, similar to ordinary clothes. However, it has a strong defensive power, comparable to a heavy armor weighing hundreds of kilograms. However, it does not affect movement at all. It is also an enchanted equipment. Enter Lei

Star power can inspire stronger defense."

Ye Ling couldn't help but be very interested: "There are such magical clothes?"

"Haha, it's not surprising. Any martial arts family with a certain level will have at least one weapon and a defensive suit like this as family heirlooms. Even if it takes a lot of money and several generations of time, the ancestors must find ways to build it well to benefit future generations.

, my old man also gave me the traveling clothes he used to wear."

Ye Ling clicked his tongue and exclaimed: "It seems like it's good to be from a big family. Forget it, let's not talk about this. I don't have any defensive treasures, so I guess it's something else."

"Well, in fact, the most suitable style for you is a warrior. If warriors are not good, then knights and berserkers can also be excluded. If there are no special skills or treasures to help, thieves, assassins, gunmen, and shooters have lower defenses.

It’s not appropriate either. As for a fighter, he is strong enough..."

At this time, Ye Ling spoke up: "Wait a minute, what are you talking about as a fighter? It sounds like it's a mouthful!"

"It's really awesome!" Duran said: "Fighters usually fight with bare hands and wear a pair of gloves at most. They have a variety of attack methods, including close combat or long-range air strikes. They have many defensive skills and their attack capabilities are no less than

Warrior, speed and change are also above the level."

Ye Ling became excited: "If you say so, wouldn't it be a perfect career?"

Dulan smiled bitterly and said: "Didn't I say that there is no best profession? A fighter looks perfect, but just because it is so perfect, skills similar to those used by many professions must be practiced. This also makes a fighter need to

There are the most skills to learn. Taking warriors as an example, a warrior in the realm of heaven only needs to learn one compulsory skill for each level of heaven. If a total of nine compulsory skills meet the standards, he will be eligible to transfer to the next title.

A fighter must learn at least twenty-seven compulsory skills, which is three times the number of warriors, before he can change his profession next time. This makes it the most difficult profession to learn among the martial arts professions. If you can't practice it well,

, this profession is perfect but it’s all in vain!”

Ye Ling did not give up because of Dulan's words: "I'm quite interested."

"Okay, brother, I don't want to dampen your enthusiasm, but I still have to say that those who are cultivating fighters can become masters. If there are no mistakes in their growth, they can all grow into masters. However, there are too few people who can achieve enlightenment.

Well, it’s less than the hair on a toad’s head, and most of them give up halfway. This is the profession with the highest premature death rate in the entire league, and the number of people is smaller than many special professions. Many rookies who have just entered the realm of heaven will have wonderful hopes.

I hope I will choose this and then quickly give up and switch to other careers, so you’d better not have any hope.”

Ye Ling smiled and said: "Okay, I appreciate your kindness and I will consider it carefully!"

Even so, Dulan could see that Ye Ling was eager to try.

He couldn't help but lament, hoping that this kid wouldn't get his head bruised and bloody on his way to being a fighter...

In the last class on Saturday afternoon, as soon as the bell rang, Ye Ling left the college as fast as he could.

In the first week of the academy, after many turmoils, Ye Ling finally got through it. Ye Ling was eager to return home. Only that shabby home was the most peaceful place. And he thought of such a beautiful and obedient elf slave Weiwei at home.

While waiting, Ye Ling's heart couldn't help but heat up.

I don’t know how Weiwei is doing. She must be very lonely when she is not at home. This girl’s fate is really pitiful. She should spend more time during the weekend.

Accompany her and make her happy.

Returning home with an eager mood, she opened the door and entered the living room. Weiwei's eyes lit up and she hurriedly came up to her. She said in her clear voice like an oriole out of the valley: "Master, you are back, let me change your shoes."

"

Ah, what a nice voice, what a considerate service, Ye Ling couldn't help but be intoxicated. The biggest gain he gained from coming to the star world, apart from the mental method of the Nine Yang Manual, was undoubtedly Weiwei.

However, Ye Ling soon discovered that something was wrong with Weiwei's face. She was pale and bloodless, and she seemed to be very weak when she spoke just now.

Ye Ling was startled and said: "Weiwei, what's wrong with you?"

Weiwei shook her head and said: "It's nothing serious, Master, maybe I caught a cold, and I'll be fine soon!"

Ye Ling frowned: "But your face is ugly, does it really not matter?"

"Yes!" Weiwei nodded: "Master, you are hungry, I will cook for you."

Weiwei took two steps, her delicate body suddenly swayed twice, and then fell to the ground. Ye Ling quickly supported her: "Weiwei, what's wrong with you?"

The little elf's eyes were closed tightly, and she had fainted. Ye Ling touched her forehead, she was very cold, and said anxiously: "It doesn't matter, Weiwei, you are very sick!"

But Weiwei could no longer hear his words. Now Ye Ling was even more panicked. What should I do? What should I do now?

Ouch, I was so stupid, of course I sent her to the hospital immediately!

There was no one-two-zero in the star world, so Ye Ling could only pick up Weiwei and run towards the hospital.

The elf's delicate body is very light. After practicing the Nine Yang Manual and entering the realm of heaven, Ye Ling's strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, and it is not very strenuous to hold it. In this way, he did not feel tired all the way to Silver Moon Hospital.

Oh, by the way, Kailin's aunt seems to be a professor at the hospital. She must have very good medical skills. Weiwei is seriously ill, so it would be better to see her.

Thinking of this, Ye Ling came to Kayla's office on the third floor of the hospital. It was dinner time. There were not many people coming to the hospital for treatment, and Kayla hadn't gotten off work yet. When she saw Ye Ling, she said curiously: "Oh, classmate Ye Ling

,How did you come."

Ye Ling said quickly: "Professor Keira, my maid is sick and looks a little serious. Please take a look at her."

Elf?

Unexpectedly, Kailin's classmate was so plainly dressed and even had an elf maid. And judging from the plum blossom mark on her forehead, she must be a slave.

Kayla didn't pursue too much, because it was important to see the patient, and Ye Ling should have registered first, but now that she was free, and Weiwei's condition was indeed serious, she no longer followed so many rules.

He said to Ye Ling: "Okay, send her to the medical room immediately. Student Ye Ling, you wait outside first!"

"Okay, Professor Keira, please excuse me!"

Seeing Weiwei enter the medical room, Ye Ling had to wait outside, but he was restless and walked around in the outer corridor.

Although they have only known each other for a week, Ye Ling already regards the elf as his closest person.

Weiwei, you must not let anything happen to you!

After walking countless times in the corridor of the hospital, the sky had darkened, and the door of the medical room opened again. Keira came out. Ye Ling hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Professor Keira, what's wrong with Weiwei?"

"She has been suffering from wind and cold in the past two days, and she must have fought with ice monsters and been invaded by the ice energy of the monsters. The elf's body is already weak, and the wind cold and ice energy caused this disease. Fortunately, you sent her to

Go to the hospital earlier, otherwise it will be troublesome if the ice vapor penetrates deeper into the body, and it may be life-threatening. Now I have used light therapy to dispel the ice vapor and wind cold. As long as she rests for one night, she should be fine!"

Ye Ling breathed a sigh of relief and said with tears of gratitude: "Professor Keira, thank you!"

"In addition, her body and mind have been in a state of fatigue and high pressure for a long time, and her resistance is very low, which is also a major cause of the disease!" Keira paused and then said seriously: "Classmate Ye Ling, it's not me who said that.

You, although she is a slave and has a humble status, a slave is also a human being and a life. You can't force her to work hard. Besides, this elf is so small, so he can't be a criminal by any means. He should be implicated and demoted.
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