Chapter 5: Extracting Skills
Ivy League Professionals College, Magic Academy dormitory. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Lin Bai, you're back, how is your harvest today? If you really can't do it, let my father's professional team get you a proof, why bother running outside every day so hard. ”
The one who spoke was a fat man who was facing the monitor, this fat man was none other than Lin Bai's roommate and best friend, Zheng Bu Fat.
For this name, according to the person concerned, it was the good wish of his fat father, but unfortunately, Zheng Bufat finally repeated his father's mistake and ate a lot of fat.
Due to the solid family background, Zheng Bufat does not need to join the team of professionals like Lin Bai, his father, as the chairman of the Zheng Group, has a team of high-level professionals belonging to the group, and the fat man's internship proves that he naturally does not need to worry.
"Fatty, you know me, I don't want to waste your place on your professional team. ”
Lin Bai smiled bitterly, it would be fine if it was a fat man's professional team, but how could he be embarrassed to occupy a place in the professional team that belonged to his father's group, and now that this problem has been solved, he has finally joined a professional team!
Although he was abducted and tricked into it.
The fat man operated the keyboard without looking back and said, "So today is useless?"
"I've successfully joined a team of professionals. ”
"Oh, joined... Huh?"
There was an eerie silence in the dormitory.
Immediately after, a round head turned around, and said to Lin Bai with an unbelievable look in his eyes: "What did you say? You said that you joined the professional team!"
Unbelievable!
It's simply impossible, a magician can join a team of professionals, is the world crazy or he hasn't woken up?
The fat man said that he did not believe this fact.
Lin Bai blinked innocently: "Yes, I joined a team of professionals." As he spoke, he took out the professional certificate on his body, and a delicate redbud on it represented that the owner of this card already had a team of professionals.
"How is it possible! Lie, right?" the fat man put down everything in his hand, and instantly snatched Lin Bai's professional proof, and looked at it seriously.
"What kind of stupid team actually took a magician, and how did you manage it?"
Lin Bai: "......".
Lin Bai was speechless, so he could only tell the fat man what happened. Of course, the matter of the Fashen system will naturally not be said, this is a secret that only belongs to Lin Bai.
"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, you've fallen into deceiving a little Lori, I bet if she let her sister know that she will knock on the door and stab you. ”
The fat man hugged his stomach and laughed, he was not joking, in this city of Knorr, only the strength of the bronze warrior is qualified to create a team of professionals, and the bronze warrior wants to teach a magician, it is simply not too simple.
Patronizing and happy, Lin Bai reacted when the fat man said it, what if the other party's sister came to the door?
Surely it can't be beaten, and the bronze warrior can't damage the opponent even if it's his own flaming arrow.
Naturally, this is not okay, he has not yet obtained the internship certificate, he does not want to be confiscated because of this unfinished job, he will not be able to release magic for the rest of his life, and he will not even receive the professional welfare fund.
Since this is the case, then you can only improve your strength.
Thinking of this, Lin Bai remembered that it seemed that he had completed a task and obtained a skill point, didn't this mean that he could obtain a skill again?
Knowing the taste of the marrow and tasting the sweetness of the flame arrow, Lin Bai couldn't wait to get new skills.
"Hey, Lin Bai, where are you going, even if you are burning, you don't have to run so quickly!"
Without even answering the fat man's words, Lin Bai couldn't wait to run to his room.
The Ivy League student dormitory is not bad, this is a suite-like student dormitory, two students in one dormitory, two bedrooms and one living room, fully meet the needs of life.
Entering his room, Lin Bai's mind moved, and he entered the Fashen system again.
Again, there are several colored wheels, each of which is indistinguishable except for the caption at the bottom, so players have no choice but to choose which wheel to draw on.
A '1' has appeared again in the position of the skill point in the upper right corner of the system, proving that Lin Bai has completed the task and can draw a magic skill again.
"The last time I chose the Elemental Mage's Roulette Wheel, the Elemental Mage understands it well, and that is to use the Elemental to attack. But what does this battle mage mean? Isn't the ancient mage more than just an elemental mage?"
Due to the disconnect of the era, people in this era can only speculate from the few words and surviving magical skills that the mage may be a class that uses the elements to attack, and there is no record of the battle mage and other classifications.
How to choose?
Rationally, he should naturally choose an elemental mage, because all of Lin Bai's own magic is elemental, and he is naturally the most familiar with elemental magic and the easiest to apply.
However, humans are always curious about the unknown, and his eyes are firmly fixed on the battlemage's colorful roulette wheel, and he can't take his eyes off it no matter what.
"No matter, it's up to you!"
Silently praying in his heart, Lin Bai chose to draw skills in the battle mage's roulette.
The hands turned, and this time they did not stay on the white space that occupied 1/4 of the wheel, but again in the red area, which was the second time that they had stayed in the red area, although not on the same wheel.
Lin Bai even felt that his seven colors lacked red, otherwise he would stay in the red area every time for Mao.
The system prompt sounds.
"Congratulations on acquiring the Battle Mage skill: Flame Cross. ”
【Flame Cross】Apprentice magic, condensing a fire elemental cross sword.
What is this skill for?
Lin Bai wants to cry without tears, and the condensing fire element cross sword has a fart!
He's a magician, have you ever seen a magician with a sword rush up and play hand-to-hand combat with a warrior?
This is not to fight at all, but to die.
Lin Bai was very sure that rushing in front of a warrior with his weak body to show off his might would definitely die a miserable death, quite a miserable kind.
"If you don't die, you won't die, curiosity kills the cat!"
If there is such a thing as regret medicine, even if Lin Bai is bankrupt, he has to buy one, and he doesn't extract the magic skill of the elemental mage who hangs the sky, but because of curiosity, he draws a useless battle mage skill, and he shuddes at the thought that he may be approached by Lori's sister tomorrow.
"No, I can't sit still, I can't count on this new skill for the time being, I want to practice the skill of Flame Arrow well, this will be my only hope for a turnaround. ”
If you don't want to be withdrawn from the group, then the only way is to get the other party's recognition, so Lin Bai decided to master the skill of flame arrows.
His own family knew his own affairs, Lin Bai understood that the true power of the flame arrow had not yet been fully exerted by him, and there was still a lot of room to play, as long as he fully mastered this skill, even against the bronze warriors, he was not completely without the power to fight.