Chapter Twenty-Seven: Iron in the Head or Elm Pimple?
Demon Energy +1+1+1......
Calories +1+1+1......
In the morning, Zhong Xiaoyu took the bear child with him, either running or shaking hands with people. This handshake task was naturally handed over to the bear child, and Zhong Xiaoyu was still learning to observe for the time being.
Of course, the gains in this process are also huge.
The system's demon energy value and calories have increased by a large margin.
Demon energy: 120/200
Calories: 100/200
After finishing the run and parting ways with the bear child.
Zhong Xiaoyu couldn't wait to run home.
Go back to your room and don't hesitate to start a new round of the draw!
I have to say that the skill of shaking hands with people has certain bugs.
The accumulation rate of calories is much faster than the demon value, which can make him draw multiple times.
But it is worth mentioning that so far, Zhong Xiaoyu has not figured out the relationship between demon energy value and calories.
Zhong Xiaoyu is an optimist, and if he can't figure it out, he can't figure it out, as long as it doesn't affect the lottery.
It's another 100 calories, Zhong Xiaoyu decisively turned on the system for five consecutive draws!
Five-in-a-row!!
The system roared again, and Zhong Xiaoyu felt pain and happiness again.
After half a ring, five draws were drawn, and the results were unexpected.
Five chances, the system only held back one Qi and Blood Pill, and the rest are all thank you for participating!
"What the hell!"
Zhong Xiaoyu was almost angry, and felt a little lucky!
The Qi and Blood Pill is not only ineffective for him, but also for the white cat, what is the use of this?
But this is already the case, and Zhong Xiaoyu has no way to change it.
After the morning's events, Zhong Xiaoyu felt that it was necessary for him to learn or take charge of some knowledge about demon spirits.
He looked at the white cat, which was still asleep, and for a while, he probably wouldn't wake up. In desperation, Zhong Xiaoyu had to go to school alone.
When I came to the liberal arts classroom, the class leader Xu Qing had already begun to take a roll call.
Zhong Xiaoyu hurriedly sat down, glanced at the fat man, and found that the fat man was sleeping with his head bored, and the parrot was the same.
Seeing this scene, Zhong Xiaoyu couldn't help but shake his head.
didn't bother the fat man, but took out the "Encyclopedia of Demon Spirits" and began to read.
The things in "The Encyclopedia of Demon Spirits" are basically some basic introductions to the geography, regions, culture, and six major professions of this world.
Zhong Xiaoyu looked at it brightly, greedily absorbing textbook knowledge.
With the ringing of a bell, the course officially began. The morning study is still "The Encyclopedia of Demon Spirits", and the teacher is still Li Hua. Compared with the things in the textbook, the content of Li Hua's lectures is more in-depth, vivid, and concrete, so that all students can immerse themselves in it.
At the end of the later course, Li Hua assigned a task.
This task is a choice, a direction to overcome, that is, the six major professions of the class that Li Hua talked about before!
"Ah, I'm so sleepy!"
All morning, Wang Chengyu was drowsy and tired.
"Fatty, what did you do last night? so sleepy?" Zhong Xiaoyu asked puzzled.
"Steal cattle!" Wang Chengyu said drowsily.
Zhong Xiaoyu glanced at him, didn't pay attention to it, but seriously thought about what Li Hua said.
Since you have chosen Coban, then this road will naturally have to go on.
Although Li Hua said that this road, one out of a thousand people may not be able to walk out. But Zhong Xiaoyu felt that he should not be bad, and with the system in hand, the difficulty should be reduced a lot.
In front of him are the pharmacist, the divine technician, the ancient craftsman, the heavenly demon master, the spiritual arithmetic, and the demon sealer?
Which one to choose, Zhong Xiaoyu groaned for a short time, and decisively chose the direction of the pharmacist.
There is no other reason, so far, all the products produced by the system lottery are pills, which are related to medicines, and he still has Qi and Blood Dan Dan prescriptions in his hands.
"According to what Teacher Li Hua just said, the path of pharmacist is the most difficult of all professions, and you need to master thousands of herbal theories?" Zhong Xiaoyu thought of this, and had a headache. This is not as simple as practicing running, you need to lay a good foundation step by step.
If the foundation is not strong, everything is in vain.
Soon it was noon dinner time, and Wang Chengyu was still sleeping, sleeping very deeply.
In desperation, Zhong Xiaoyu could only go to the canteen alone.
The Sichuan Shu Monster Academy is not the same as other colleges. Although there are still a lot of courses, the vast majority of the time is free, a bit like university.
After lunch, Zhong Xiaoyu decided to go to the library.
Now that he has chosen the profession of pharmacist as the beginning of a road, he naturally needs to make some preparations.
The first is the theoretical basis!
"Find an opportunity to see if you can sell those few Qi and Blood Pills and improve your living conditions!"
On the way to the library, Zhong Xiaoyu lowered his head and kept thinking about the pharmacist, and at the same time, he thought that the pills in the system were ineffective against himself, and he couldn't keep it all the time.
Zhong Xiaoyu decided to find an opportunity to sell it, so that he could exchange it for a large amount of cash.
Pharmacists, like spirit masters, need to consume a lot of resources, and even according to Li Hua, the profession of pharmacist is even more terrifying than the resources consumed by spirit masters.
But if you can become a pharmacist, then the ability to make money is not weak.
The choice of pharmacist was not a momentary judgment by Zhong Xiaoyu, but a result of careful consideration. Because the pills produced by the follow-up system are ineffective for him, he naturally needs to sell them. With the identity of a pharmacist, then everything will be much easier!
In addition, Zhong Xiaoyu also wants to improve his family conditions by becoming a pharmacist.
Zhong Xiaoyu's family is very poor!
All the economic sources are Zhong Hanshan!
Zhong Hanshan travels all year round, and his monthly income is only a few thousand yuan, barely surviving.
But it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary family to bear the growth of two spirit masters.
The further back the Soul Master, the more resources are needed.
The world outside of this alternate earth city is not as peaceful as imagined, and there are a large number of 'wild' spirits.
These 'spirits' are innumerable, dormant in every corner of the earth.
Zhong Hanshan is just an ordinary person, who has been running around all the year round, and it can be said that he is always facing the threat of wild demon spirits.
Although Zhong Xiaoyu had some contradictions with Zhong Hanshan, it was his father after all, and he didn't want him to continue to be tired when he chose a pharmacist. In addition, in the past, Qin Xiaoxin took care of Zhong Xiaoyu, and Zhong Xiaoyu now feels that he should shoulder certain responsibilities, such as taking care of Qin Xiaoxin!
After all, he's an older brother!
Zhong Xiaoyu lowered his head and walked towards the library, with a lot of distractions in his heart.
Boom!
Two foreheads suddenly collide together!
Zhong Xiaoyu couldn't help but gasp, and for a moment he felt a tingling pain in his head, as if he had hit a lump of steel!
"Who, you don't have long eyes when you walk!"
"Ouch, it hurts me, is your head filled with iron or elm lumps, so hard, ouch!" Zhong Xiaoyu grinned for a while, covered his head and screamed.
The girl who was hit on the opposite side frowned lightly at first, but as soon as she heard this, she suddenly became angry!
Obviously, you walked with your head down and bumped into me, and you still took the lead, saying that my head was filled with iron, and elm pimples?
The girl is angry, and the consequences are serious!
It reminds her of a bastard!
That porcelain-touching bastard!