Chapter 9: Previous Life’s Gift Not Yet Over, Special Profession【scholar】
Professions in each rank are further divided into lower tier, middle tier, upper tier, and top tier professions according to intensity.
Lower tier and middle tier are the most common, upper tier are comparatively rare, and top tier professions are even more elusive.
For profession promotion, besides mastering upper tier profession information and completing promotion requirements, the profession development degree must also reach a certain level.
“Development degree…” Su Chen thought, “Jiang He is so fierce, probably not just because of mystic arts apprentice, her profession development degree should also be quite high.”
Besides these three major categories, the book also vaguely mentioned a special situation.
Special professions without ranks possess extremely unique abilities.
The book doesn’t say much about them, but directly lists one profession.
【Discover special profession–Scholar, can job appointment after completing job appointment conditions.】
【Scholar job appointment condition one: Twenty years of diligent study】
【Scholar job appointment condition two: Study at least twelve different types of knowledge, each for no less than one year.】
【Scholar job appointment condition three: Master one top tier profession information】
Given the reality where profession information is almost kept secret, placing this special profession in the library is evidently quite unusual.
On one hand, it’s because 【Scholar】 is considered a pure support profession.
On the other hand, the conditions are extremely harsh, perhaps also to showcase heritage.
From what he understands, due to body development reasons, various training for job appointment requirements can only be done almost after reaching near adulthood.
South Wind City’s education system is very rudimentary, with enrollment at over ten years old to learn conventional knowledge.
But everyone wants to become a professional, how could they settle down to study those seemingly useless knowledge.
After becoming a professional, the focus is naturally on improving profession development degree; twenty years of diligent study is almost impossible to complete.
Not to mention studying twelve categories of knowledge, and also mastering top tier profession information.
“However…” Su Chen’s expression was quite strange as he looked at the panel.
【Scholar job appointment condition one: Twenty years of diligent study（Completed seventeen years）】
【Scholar job appointment condition two: Master twelve different types of knowledge, each category at least one year（Completed）】
【Scholar job appointment condition three: Master one top tier profession information（Completed）】
Two conditions already completed, the first one also completed seventeen years.
“Could it be because of my previous life…”
Su Chen secretly calculated; converted to seventeen years, it matches pretty well.
“However, still need three years of diligent study, still too long…” Su Chen shook his head; this hard time requirement is really troublesome.
“Why so long, make it shorter, shorter…” Su Chen racked his brains, trying to get 【Scholar】 to react, but the panel remained indifferent.
“Alright…” Su Chen gave up; he didn’t know how to trigger the panel’s humanized reaction for professions.
As for the other point he cared more about, how many professions one person can hold concurrently.
The book’s answer is straightforward–theoretically unlimited.
This isn’t a game world; everyone has profession card slots.
Theoretically, as long as the body doesn’t reject it, compatibility can continue, but in reality, rejection often occurs.
Job appointment requirements for each profession are mostly different, especially for high-rank professions; conflicts can be deadly.
Human energy is also limited; compatible more professions is not as good as seeking high-rank professions. Compatible ten first order professions might not even be as strong as one second order profession.
“Gurgle…”
His stomach protested; Su Chen sighed helplessly, hungry again.
Metabolism too fast; the canned food eaten in the morning was completely useless, almost fully digested before even reaching South Wind City.
And now, he was starving unbearably.
“Go check the canteen first; there should be higher nutritional value stuff…” Su Chen went to the first floor and retrieved his pawned student ID card.
When leaving the library, it was already getting dark outside; he asked a friendly-looking student about the canteen location.
As he guessed, the canteen wasn’t cash transaction, but used student ID card as transaction voucher.
But his student ID card had no money.
“Um… then no eating for now.” Su Chen nonchalantly left the window; the staff almost spoke up, and the students queuing behind were quite speechless.
“One penny stumps a hero.” Su Chen got hungrier and pondered whether to find Jiang He to get a free meal.
His steps paused; from the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a very familiar figure coming down from the second floor.
He’d asked around; the second floor was for the second generation to eat, not cheap.
Although South Wind Academy is a place to cultivate professionals, most students learn miscellaneous professions, the kind that just barely allow them to eat outside; not many have good family backgrounds.
More powerful body or mental professions require resources far beyond what they can bear.
Without foundation, in just three short years, it’s easy to gain nothing or even pay with life.
He glanced at that figure; graceful and slender, hair draped to shoulders, side profile very refined, a familiar face.
However, he’d never seen her cleaned up; he knew her because Little Pigeon secretly showed him a photo.
“Bai Fengxi…”
Suddenly hearing someone call her name, she paused, the several men and women around her also stopped, turning back puzzled.
“Another confession? Bai, our junior sister, is really popular.”
“Look, became a professional in just three short months; with such talent, definitely boundless future…”
“This guy looks pretty handsome, but why no impression? I should have seen such a handsome guy…”
Discussion voices were low, gazes intersected, with a watch-the-show mentality.
“Sorry, I only want to study now, nothing else.” Bai Fengxi frowned slightly, expression cold.
Su Chen was speechless, “That, I’m Su Chen.”
“Su… Chen?” Bai Fengxi paused slightly, eyes widening a bit, both embarrassed and astonished, sizing him up, then suspiciously said: “You… Su Chen?”
“It’s me…” Su Chen nodded.
Bai Fengxi looked closely; the brows and eyes seemed a bit similar. Turns out this guy cleaned up isn’t bad.
“Cough cough…” She dry-coughed twice to cover her embarrassment, said something to the people nearby, then walked up familiarly and whispered: “That, sorry, habit just now.”
Their previous interactions weren’t many, but not few; at least ate from the same place.
Then she noticed Su Chen’s student ID card hanging on his chest, even more astonished, “You… are also a South Wind Academy student?”
“How did you get in?”
“Long story, right now there’s something…” Su Chen said vaguely, “Do you have money? Lend some?”
Visibly, vigilance appeared in Bai Fengxi’s eyes.
Su Chen was also helpless, “Not much needed, enough for one meal is fine; just arrived today, not prepared.”
He emphasized further to dispel her vigilance.
“One meal huh…” Bai Fengxi was silent for a moment, pulled out a slender glass bottle from her pocket containing turbid milky-white liquid, “This is compressed nutrient solution; dilute with water, should last a few days.”
Su Chen’s mouth twitched; I said lend for one meal, and you really gave me one meal.
Can this stuff taste good?
Bai Fengxi explained softly: “Actually, I’m also quite strapped.”
Such a familiar excuse.
Su Chen sighed, before Bai Fengxi could hand it over, he took the compressed nutrient solution from her hand, “Thanks.”
Not far away, Bai Fengxi’s several companions were exchanging in surprise, “What’s the situation, Su Chen? Acquaintance?”
“Isn’t Bai, our junior sister, the daughter of Vice Principal Yuan’s friend? Acquaintance shouldn’t be simple either.”
“Zhou Zong, you have competition now.” A baby-faced girl nudged the man standing nearby slyly.
Zhou Zong stared at Su Chen, brows furrowed, “Why do I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere?”
As they spoke, Bai Fengxi had walked back; the baby-faced one grinned slyly, “Little Bai, who’s this.”
“An old friend.” Bai Fengxi returned to cold demeanor; Zhou Zong’s brows relaxed, casually said:
“I remember now; this afternoon, your friend seemed to return from outside school with Teacher Jiang He.”
“Jiang He?” The baby-faced one exclaimed, “That violet one, no way…”
Jiang He’s reputation spread widely in school; at this moment, everyone imagined wildly, glancing at Bai Fengxi.
Bai Fengxi’s steps paused; Zhou Zong stared at her, trying to see shock, disappointment, or similar expressions.
“Impressive…” Bai Fengxi uttered two words, as if sighing; everyone was stunned.
Impressive?
Zhou Zong looked baffled.
Yes, impressive; a refugee climbing into a South Wind Academy teacher’s bed, not impressive?
Bai Fengxi walked on self-absorbedly.
