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It's really pleasant.

At least I don't have to memorize a whole bunch of rules that I'm already familiar with and can't be more familiar with.

Everything here is different except for the change of teacher, the place is different, it is exactly the same as the school in the previous life, the brothers in the upper and lower bunks, self-study in the morning, self-study in the evening, and a large number of texts that seem to never be memorized, this is the process of the magic school.

I'm a little faster than theirs, at least I've finished the Introduction to Meditation and Fireball Technique, and they're still struggling to memorize the meditation runes and orbits.

My school career started again.

In order to live in this place, I began the journey of looking for a job, the process was not pleasant, the only thing I could do was to go around again and again, find a unit that was willing to use me, although the school was in charge of food and housing, and there were excellent recreational facilities, these things made the job search not very urgent, but I did not stay there and wait for food to be a moth hobby.

"So, you want to be a library janitor?" the young woman with gold-rimmed glasses glanced at me at the bar, looking up and down with a hint of distancing in her eyes, "I advise you to go home and nurse, you can't do your daily workload." ”

She seemed to dislike me, which was natural, the school uniform had not yet been distributed, and I was still wearing dirty and old clothes: I had not used the school grant, and I did not fit in in a clean and tidy library.

"Okay, I see, thanks, I'm just here to give it a try. With a slight bent bow, I could only walk away quickly, glanced back with a sense of self-deprecation, and then silently counted how many times it was, and sighed: "Fifteen." ”

While the eleven-year-old body brings new beginnings, it also means that this is exactly what the body of learning has to do a lot of difficult things.

I'm here just to try my luck, and if they've already hinted at me to hurry up, why bother making myself uncomfortable?

Then the next goal.

In a very quiet office, "Do you want to be an apprentice?" the old man in front of him had a distant expression and a stiff tone, "You'd better go find another place, although I'm here with the smallest number of people and a shortage of manpower, and I won't let a child who doesn't know anything touch my equipment." He gave me a look and told me to go out at once, to walk out again, "Sixteen. ”

I still look too young to be completely unreliable.

In recent times, I've tried my hand at being a cleaner, a junior apprentice, a student council, a plant keeper, an animal keeper, and several other positions, all of which have been driven out on the grounds that I was too young.

So what can I do?

There is only one left.

"Oh, do you want to be a ranger?" the young man in front of him glanced at him, "This job is very simple, the only thing you need to do is to replace the paper used after shooting the target with a new one, and report the target for the more advanced equipment, but you still have to do a lot of things at the end of the day, no one wants to do it, can you hold on?"

This is the ideal job, although it is very heavy and the salary is small, but at least it is a job that I can handle without technical content, and I finally have a head start in my work.

"Absolutely no problem, let me do it for two days first, and if you don't do it, you can drive me away at any time. "Okay, then, follow the process on this piece of paper. ”

There are a lot of wizard apprentices here, they master the same magic, in order to improve the accuracy of magic shooting, many people will come here to shoot targets, ice picks, ground thorns, fireballs, wind blades, heat rays, all day after a day, it's been a month, I managed to find a job.

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The boy stood in his assigned seat, his fingertips shining with fire.

The flame rose rapidly, gradually compressed into a line, in his eyes, everything around him disappeared, only the paper target in front of him remained, the line looked thinner and thinner, and the heat energy contained in it became more and more, and finally, it reached the extreme! "Heat Ray !!"

He roared, unleashing the long-brewing magic.

And then, then... A child wearing a small green steel helmet trotted all the way over, looked at the area hit, took out his notebook, looked at the value, and then stood next to the target and raised the flag in his hand, "Thermal energy ray! Hit the eight rings, the accuracy is medium-high! The power value reaches 11!"

Well, it's me who wears the cuckold.

The boy cheered and trotted out, apparently getting the results he wanted, and then it was time for the workflow, removing the broken paper target and replacing it with a new one, which was reinforced with a certain amount of runes and used to test the apprentice's magic.

In addition to him, there were several other people shooting targets.

"Fireball!Six rings, medium-to-low accuracy!Power value 5!" Its shooter was a little fat man, and he didn't seem to have much training.

"Wind Blade Ice Pick Burst Fire!One for Two Rings, Two for Five Rings, Three for Seven Rings, Five Nine Rings!Medium to Upper Accuracy!Average Power Value Six!" This is a senior who is still an apprentice, and he is more powerful.

"Icicle hits the bull's-eye, shoots through directly! High accuracy! Power value 14!"

That's what I'm going to do, repeat the same thing again and again, change it every day, the number of target reports is about 500 times, and at the end of the day, there are people shooting targets at all times, and the axis is spinning, and there is very little time to rest.

Any job that is repeated for a long time will cause people to feel fatigued.

At first, I had never seen a shooting range, but now I don't, it's not easy to get paid smoothly, there is no spare time every day, but at least I have enough money to pay instead of being a moth.

"Keeper, Keeper, Targeting!" "Coming, Coming!" "Straighten this green hat on my head, I have to keep working."

I need to work until the end of the evening self-study.

The difficulty and focus of each job is a little different, such as the most popular library, where there is not much work and you can read books, and in general, as soon as there is a vacancy, there are senior students to fill the vacancy, and it is not at all the turn of students who are less than eight years old.

That's where I want to go the most, but it's not realistic, there's always a big gap between reality and ideals.

At least for the next few years, I'm going to wear a green hat on my head.

Why do you feel a little strange about this statement?