Cataclysmic Transformation

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Seeing that Ron ’s face is a little bit poor, Vivienne pulled La Ron ’s clothes corner, "Ron, forget it, they do n’t blame them, it ’s undead magic that has n’t been accepted!"

Ron took a deep breath, tears flashing in his eyes, "I'm fine, come here today!"

After talking, no one else stood up and turned away.

"Ron, Ron--"

Vivian yelled a few times, and Ron didn't look back. She had no choice but to stand up and quietly pick up the things on the table, and Fatty Lantry began to help.

One day passed and there was no gain, but the same was true on the third day of the next day. Now Ron couldn't sit still. After thinking for a long time, he decided to go to Dabus.

Dabus was so busy in the office that he was sweating heavily. There were so many things to recruit in the "Spring" season. He couldn't be too busy at all. When he was relieved, Ron came.

"How is the enrollment?" Dabus asked Ron when he saw the door and opened the door directly.

"None of them!" Ron shrugged helplessly.

"No one?" Dabus' eyes widened and his face was unbelievable. He thought for a while, "I think the tuition fee of the Undead Department has been low enough!"

"It's not a matter of money!" Ron sighed. "I think many people haven't accepted undead magic yet. They thought it was the same as before!"

"That's it!" Dabus felt a little discouraged. He and Dean Platz had high hopes for Ron's undead magic. In the words of Dean Platz, a great cultivation system like undead magic disappeared. It is an unforgivable crime in the long history.

"So what are you going to do?" Dabus asked.

At this time, Ron finally felt the pressure that Vivian had suffered before. As a tutor of the Undead Department, @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html even a student could not recruit, which is more severe than someone 』His slap is still uncomfortable.

Ron thought for a while and hesitated. "Vice dean Dabus, I have an idea!"

"Say!"

"I want to go out to recruit students!"

"Going out to recruit students?" Dabus opened his eyes wide, and his mouth was big enough to fit a "chicken" egg. It was half loud before saying, "You mean to leave Balovax City and go to all parts of the country City to recruit students? "

"Almost!" Ron nodded. "Maybe he might leave the Roland Empire!"

"How does this work?" Dabus couldn't help crying. "Balovax College hasn't had this rule since its establishment, and you can't figure it out ..."

"There is always the first time in everything!" Ron said seriously, his hands spread out. "Besides, the undead department can't recruit students. My tutor is not interesting at all. You don't want me to be unemployed just as a tutor! "

"This-um ..." Dabus listened, silent, he was thinking.

Ron was not in a hurry. He sat down on the carved "flower" chair in front of Dabs' table and waited. He believed that Dabs would give him a result.

"Okay!" After half-sounding, Dabus finally agreed. He glanced at Ron. "For the sake of undead magic, it's an exception, but only once!"

Ron's mouth was curved, and he nodded briskly, "Well, I will start tomorrow!"

...

A long human dragon, with dozens of people, walked quietly among the mountains. Their expression was dull, and their expressions were dull, like walking dead.

Beside them, there are one skull after another, these skulls carrying huge boxes on their shoulders, walking hard, and those who "fuck" the skeletons are also tired and sweating. The way to "control" the skeleton requires a great "skill" divine power.

Judging from their costumes and behaviors, these people are necromancers. They are dressed in black "color" clothes, and it seems that they have not changed their clothes for a long time. They emit a sour smell and look like a beggar. It doesn't matter much, this group of people is old and young, there are men and women, but all of them are dull expressions, looking at the front in a daze.

"Hurry up, you must reach your destination before sunset!" Behind those people, a man riding a tall horse urged.

These people are walking faster, but their steps are still difficult.

"Hello, I'm Ron, the instructor of the Department of Undead at Balovax College. Do you need to learn different types of undead magic? Our Department of Undead is now free of charge and pays three gold coins every month!"

A young man ran to the side of the line and said, pulling a ragged old man.

This young man was Ron. He left Balovax College and went all the way west. On the way, he met countless Necromancers. To Ron ’s surprise, no one was willing to learn Necromancer Magic, even if he They are not willing to "spend" money.

Along the way these days, what I saw and heard shocked Ron's heart. The necromancers he saw were doing work that no one in the world had done.

The porters, the dung, and the garbage. These necromancers, with the lowest salaries on the mainland, are doing the hardest and most tiring work. The torture of life has already made them lose hope. The ability of the skeleton allows them to earn a meal.

The old man turned his face and looked at Ron.

Ron's heart shook, he saw a skinny face, without any blood "color", long-term malnutrition caused his face to shrug down, there is no expression in his eyes, as if everything in this world It doesn't matter in general.

He only glanced at Ron, then turned his face away, walked forward without saying a word, deaf to Ron's words, and for those of them who had no hope of life, entering the college was just a wish.

Ron's eyes were just disappointed. It was already the fifth day. He didn't even meet a student. He turned around and just met Vivian's eyes.

Vivienne shook her head, saying that this is also the case on her side, her face full of helplessness.

"Hey, who are you? What are you doing here?" At this time, a voice came, and then a middle-aged man with a cheeky face and a beard appeared in front of them, staring at them with vigilance.

"Hello, we are tutors at Balovax College!" Ron said quietly.

"Oh, Balovax College?" The middle-aged man frowned as he heard it.

"So it turns out, what are you doing here?" He naturally heard of the name of Balovax College, knowing that the two were not trying to steal his goods, but also let them down and asked Yan Yue "satisfiedly". Road, Vivian also came over at this time.

"Is such that!"

Ron told him about the enrollment of the undead department. The middle-aged man heard it and laughed, "Undead magic, enrollment? Ha ha, now there is free teaching of undead magic, but no one wants to learn this. Rubbish skills, those who understand the magic of undead are older people, "

Ron nodded, expressing a deep sympathy, and along the way, he seldom saw young people studying undead magic.

The middle-aged man sighed, "To be honest, sometimes I also sympathize with these people, doing the dirtiest and most tiring work, holding the lowest salary, and seeing no hope in their lives ..."

"Do you know? It takes dozens of gold coins to buy a space bag to hold things, and hire these necromancers to help me ship the goods. You see, there are dozens of people, just" spend "less than two gold coins, Such a low salary is not even willing to do ordinary civilians ... "

Ron nodded his head, and there was something in his eyes. He thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle, if the undead magic can fight like magic, what position will it be in?"

"Gah? What do you say? Undead magic? Fight?" The middle-aged man widened his eyes as he heard the most incredible thing in the world, and then he laughed, "Hahaha, little brother, Do you know what you are talking about? Undead magic can fight? That is simply impossible, haha ​​... Brother, are you reading more novels? Is your brain burnt out? "

Ron didn't smile, his heart was as uncomfortable as acupuncture, and Vivienne's face was also ugly.

The middle-aged man patted Ron's shoulder and said, "Little brother, don't think about these useless all day, so, where do you want to go? I'll send you!"

Ron moved his heart and asked Vivienne, "Where are we now?"

Vivian took out the map from the space bag, spread it out, and was interrupted by a middle-aged man while he was preparing to speak. He smiled and said, "This map is no longer needed. Let me tell you, this is Roland. The Empire Frontier is ... "

He pointed to the mountain opposite him, "Little brother, see if this mountain is over, and over this mountain, you will leave the Roland Empire!"

Ron was startled and glanced at Vivienne. Unconsciously, he had reached the border of the Roland Empire.

"What is the name of going from here to the next city?" Ron asked after thinking.

"Cai Shi Bao!" Said the middle-aged man confidently. "Little brother, you are asking the right person. I'm familiar with this area, and I'm doing business in Cai Shi Bao!"

"Colour Stone Castle is not within the scope of the Roland Empire?" Ron asked.

"No!" The middle-aged man replied cheerfully.

Ron was active in his heart. Since there was no chance in the Roland Empire, it might as well be a try at Caishibao. Maybe it can recruit people?

Because he hasn't been able to recruit people, this has hit Ron a great deal. He was relaxed from the initial fifteen-year-old teenager to any age, as long as he can recruit people.

"Is there a Necromancer in the place called Caishibao?" Ron asked.

"Of course, there are many!" The middle-aged man said with a smile. "Little brother, aren't you still thinking about recruiting students, listen to Uncle's advice, don't think about it, this is simply unrealistic thing ..."

Ron said nothing in silence.

The middle-aged man came together, "Little brother, I think you are also a necromancer? It's a pity to see that you are young and learn the magic of undead, so I will send you to Caishibao and tell you, This area is not quite flat ... "

Ron smiled and waved his hands politely, "Thank you, no!"

"Oh, don't you look down on your uncle?" The middle-aged man's voice was slightly dissatisfied, he shook his muscles "meat", and said with a smile, "Do not hide from you, uncle I am also a powerful junior swordsman Well, in our village, there are also a few strong ... "

Vivian laughed out loud with her mouth covered.

"Hey ... hey ... how did you go?" The middle-aged man shouted loudly when he saw Ron leaving.

Ron didn't look back, and left.

Looking at the back of Ron ’s departure, the middle-aged man murmured to himself, “It ’s a weirdo. It ’s not good to learn anything at a young age. I have to learn the magic of undead, and I wo n’t let me escort. I will tell you that the war has just been fought there ... ". ... Provide the fastest and latest novels ..