"Recy."

"Shut up!"

The head seemed to be greatly wronged, and frantically bit the air in all directions, chewing angrily.

"That's right, follow me well in the future, and make sure you eat and drink spicy food."

Wayne is now very happy with his attitude.

It was not in vain that he deliberately interrupted meditation and wasted the 0.01 level of spiritual level.

When, when......

At this time, the Krems Cathedral bell rang.

"Tsk, it's six o'clock."

It's been a long night.

Fortunately, he didn't get nothing.

Not only did he learn to meditate and officially became a wizard apprentice of the Ghost School, but he also received a head that could meditate automatically.

"Good day, from ...... Well, hunger begins. ”

Wayne touched his stomach, he became stronger, and he became more hungry.

The worst thing is that he is now penniless......

I can only see if I can pass the interview today, and I hope to advance some salary......

With that in mind, he pulled a golden pocket watch from his neck, pressed and held the button on it, and placed it on the table.

Bang!

After a puff of smoke, I saw that the pocket watch had turned into a large golden box.

Then he put the contents of the table into the box.

The trophy-shaped telephone, the oak-based typewriter, the blue and white exchanger, and the crystal ball...... And those two letters and three rolls of parchment, and so on.

It is worth mentioning that the crystal ball does have the effect of testing his spiritual level.

It's just that it's not as comprehensive as the panel system.

can only be regarded as a gray goods at the bottom of the box......

After tidying it up, Wayne turned it back into a pocket watch and hung it around his neck again before picking up a basin towel to wash up.

This pocket watch is the standard toolbox of the intelligence officer of the Ghost School, which was obtained by the predecessor after passing an interview.

And the house he lives in now also belongs to the Ghost School, and together with that pocket watch, it is one of the benefits of the intelligence officer.

It's just that he has to be self-sufficient for all his expenses here.

As the training officer of the school's intelligence department said when the predecessor came to the city-state of Caster for pre-job training, "The Ghost School is willing to provide a platform for you to grow and become talented, and in return, you have to put in enough effort." ”

Looks very human, doesn't it?

But in reality, the wizard apprentice is inside the ghost and is not taken seriously.

Except for a very small number of gifted monsters, most of the other apprentices, as well as a large number of preparatory apprentices, are only peripheral students of the ghosts.

The real core is all in the headquarters of the Wraith School, in the far north continent, in a glacial snowfield called Kovich.

And an intelligence officer like Wayne, the entire ghost has to be 10,000 or thousand, and everyone is scattered in various city-states and is responsible for the transmission of information.

In the words of the trainer, "The fear of wizards comes from the unknown." As long as we know enough, the odds of solving the disaster are a few points higher. ”

Because of this system, each intelligence officer had to become a lone wolf, trying to survive in his or her own city-state.

Obviously, the predecessor belongs to the existence of survivability infinitely close to zero!

In the few months I've been in the city-state of Custer, the furthest I've ever been is in the slums three blocks away, and the people I'm most familiar with are father and daughter at the clinic next door.

And all the information he submitted was heard from the Red Moon Tavern at the other end of Golden Street.

And he only goes once every three days, why...... Just reluctant to take 8p a glass of beer.

Hey, the previous life was poor, and the current Wayne is also poor.

However, the good news is that it's just getting started, and it's not too late to start!

After Wayne washed up, he took out a purple shirt wooden box from the wardrobe like a baby, and took out the carefully cared for clothes in it.

This is one of the few valuable relics of the predecessor, a formal suit worth 1 gold pound, which is also one of the benefits of the intelligence officer.

Main Applications...... Well, it is convenient to look decent when buried in the soil.

According to the statistics of the Ghost Intelligence Department, fifty percent of intelligence officers will not survive the first year, and this outfit will be used as compensation for the gift in advance.

"It's good that I'm not as simple as my predecessor, clothes, of course, I wore them when I was alive, and I really waited until I died to wear them."

It's like right now—just right for Wayne to wear to the scene.

What Wayne told the liaison officer last night that he wanted to join the Custer union newspaper was not entirely a lie.

In fact, the day after he came into this world, he began to pay attention to his work.

After all, in his current situation, he needs a lot of money to exchange wizard knowledge from the Ghost School.

Relying on the 6 pence a day, I am afraid that until he dies of old age, it will be difficult for him to save enough gold pounds to become a full-fledged wizard.

So, Wayne has found a decent enough job that will allow him to relieve his financial pressure.

And today is the day of his interview!

After getting dressed neatly, Wayne straightened his hair in the mirror, and the whole person looked brand new.

"It's still pretty handsome."

In him, there are typical characteristics of the Sarut ethnicity.

With black hair, soft facial features, and a well-proportioned figure, there is a different kind of charm when wearing this gentleman's outfit in the style of the Western Continent.

Fortunately, Wayne's skin is dark, slightly darker than bronzer, so that he doesn't look soft.

The head above him saw Wayne's movements, especially the crisp and neat hairstyle...... His eyes couldn't help but show a little envy.

It's a pity that he only has a head, not hands.

His head shook in distress for a while, but his chicken-nest-like hairstyle was still the same, and he couldn't help but glare at Wayne viciously - blame this two-legged monster for messing up his hairstyle when he beat him!

"Right...... ......."

"Huh?"

Wayne looked up and saw that his "head" was shaking up and down, and his eyes were still rolling up from time to time, and he wondered, "You have epilepsy?" ”

"Let's go, let's go!" The head glared at him, then at the glasses, and finally at the top.

"I, the mirror, ...... above," Wayne pondered for a moment, "you mean you can possess the mirror?" ”

"Woo ......"

The head looked at him in surprise for a long time before closing his eyes in frustration.

"Tease you, why are you still in a hurry?"

Wayne condensed his spiritual strength on his hands, and after straightening the hairstyle of his head, he scattered his strength and nodded with satisfaction: "It's my face, just as handsome." ”

The head opened his eyes, quietly glanced at the mirror, as if he had encountered something happy, and the corners of his mouth grinned, "Assi!" (Happy!) ）

"Why are you still swearing?"

Wayne knew he wasn't speaking stick language, but the tone really brought back some memories.

"Get to work! I'm going out too, huh...... Why don't you just call you, little Assi? ”

"Assi."

"Well, I know, little Assi."

"Assi!!"