After the full level of all professions

"Oh, is that so?" Robb said, "I don't know about this. In short, I think you look better in stockings than other girls. Since the stockings themselves are the same, it must be that your legs look better than theirs. ."

The girl was overjoyed when she heard this. She praised her legs as better-looking than other women's legs, and made people happier than her silk stockings.

Her footsteps suddenly became brisk, and she smiled: "I remember your name is Robert. You belong to the Smith family. I thought that someone like you would bear heavy responsibilities and would be very rigid. I didn't expect to be a A very good person."

Robb smiled and said: "I really don't get along well with girls who are not beautiful, but it's okay with beautiful girls."

"Hahaha!" The girl was happy: "I am in the earth magic class, come and play with me when you have time."

After speaking, the girl ran away happily, and the spirit of the whole person flew upward.

A group of rich second generations watched Robb’s performance in amazement. After a while, Conte came up from behind and whispered: "Brother Robert, I don’t know if your trick has any effect on changing the atmosphere. , But I clearly understand that your trick is very effective for hooking up girls."

Robb smiled and said: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up! Don't blame the buddies for not helping you. If you want to develop a romantic love with the eldest ladies, please act quickly."

Conte had a good example, and rushed to a lady wearing silk stockings. After a while, the two began to talk and laugh. The girl was obviously very happy, Conte was also happy, everyone was happy.

George saw that this could be tolerated?He also rushed over to a big lady.

A group of wealthy second-generation bangs, each looking for their own goals, anyway, no matter what the three-seven-two-one, they caught the girl in stockings and went up to praise her beauty, and then sent the line of Robb's "invented" to the girl's forehead. Last hit, all alive!

Seeing the stupid appearance of these guys, Sofa couldn't help but curse under Robb in a low voice: "It's all waste. This kind of people is a waste of food to live."

Robb smiled and said: "You can't say that. Not everyone is born to be a hero. We should allow mediocrity, because for most people, mediocrity is a very beautiful way of life, why bother Do you make yourself so tired? As long as the mediocre person doesn't want to hurt you, doesn't want to pretend to slap you in the face, why don't you let him be mediocre?"

Sofa whispered: "That's just your opinion. As a woman, I don't like mediocre men."

Robb smiled and said, "It depends on what kind of woman you are. If you are a mediocre ordinary girl, in your eyes, these young masters of aristocratic families are not mediocre men. They are the rich second generation. I really want to marry."

Sofa: "..."

After listening to Robb’s words, Sofa suddenly realized that, yes, a man is not mediocre. The key is to compare with whom, the men that ordinary women can reach are all marketers, in their eyes , The rich second-generation aristocratic young master is definitely not a mediocre person, they can blow up by their identity alone.

But myself, the man I can meet every day, is Godfather!

No matter who, when compared with Godfather, they have to sadly become mediocre.

Sofa was taken aback in her heart, and she stopped thinking about this question anymore, because she found that if she thought about this question in depth, she was afraid that some strange ideas would come out, and she couldn't think about it. It was too terrible to think about it. .

The maid behind him suddenly fell silent, but Robb didn't care, because Sofa was relatively silent most of the time.

He didn't go crazy about the stockings anymore, and quickly walked to his classroom, specializing in magic items. This is the most important thing for him to come to the bright road. Everything else has to stand on the sidelines.

Before long, the classroom arrived.

Pushing the door gently in, Robb immediately discovered that there were not many classmates and not many boys.

There are less than twenty people in the classroom, including myself, five boys, all others are girls.

It turns out that the magic item specialist is a "production department" subject after all. Most men only like to fight and kill, and don't like to rub one or the other. Even in the game, players who are willing to learn production skills are not. That's a lot.

It's the same in this world. In the Magic Academy with hundreds of students, there are only five boys who are willing to learn how to make magic items!The other twenty or so, all girls.

"Approximately, this is the difference between a liberal arts class and a science class. Forget it, it's not a bad thing. It's better to have more girls around than men." Robb walked in happily.

Sofa stopped outside the classroom.

The students in the classroom were all looking at Robb with weird eyes.

Robb is now a celebrity in the Academy of Magic. The orphan of the Smith family. He was selected as the student representative to give a speech at the entrance ceremony. He also gave a surprising speech in the speech, saying that boys should not wear stockings and girls should wear stockings. Yes, it's strange if it doesn't catch the eye.

There are three girls in the classroom wearing silk stockings, and they can be regarded as the beneficiaries of Robb's speech, so everyone can't help paying attention to him.

He casually found a table, sat down, and found himself back and forth, left and right, diagonally forward and backward, in eight directions, all sitting on girls, one of whom looked like a seventeen-year-old girl with a round face was wearing white stockings. She turned her head, waved to Robb, and smiled: "Hello!"

"Hello!" Robb returned with a polite smile.

The round-faced girl smiled and said, "Thank you for your speech. I have always wanted to try wearing silk stockings, but I am always warned that women are not qualified to wear this. Only men are qualified to wear this. It is you who helped us women get this. Chance, I think you are simply a friend of women."

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Chapter 309 Magic Item Specialist

Friends of Women?Isn't that another name for licking dog and spare tire?No, this title cannot be taken anyway.

Robb quickly said: "No, no, no, you are really exalted, I am not so good."

"I think you are so good." The girl glanced at Robb's white-washed clothes and whispered: "Don't talk about this, let's talk about business. I have also heard about your family. I am deeply sorry about this. You seem to be financially struggling now. If you encounter any difficulties in your studies, I can help you. My family is full of money."

Robach said: "If you are financially difficult, you will encounter difficulties in learning?"

The girl wondered: "Huh? Don't you know? The magic item specialist requires a lot of money to learn."

Robb Daqi was about to ask why, he suddenly understood that it is said that the production of magic items requires very complicated materials. The "Shard of Thor's Roar" brought back by Baron Nolan last time is a combination of various rare materials. They are made together, and you don’t need to think about it and know that the materials are very valuable.

It's like there is a "choreographer and photography major" in later generations, which requires students to buy a lot of photography and video equipment. Do you have to buy SLR?Can't you save the telephoto lens?You have to buy a computer that can handle video?All these things are bought around, and the family's money is like burning money.

And this "Magic Prop Specialty" also seems to require students to buy a lot of messy materials, props, etc. It is simply a money-burning subject.

I was a poor person, and came to study this subject, and I got a dad.

Robb cursed secretly in his heart: I had listened to Solfa if I knew it, and set myself up as a nouveau riche in the countryside, inherited his grandfather's property, and now can afford it.As a result, I set myself a poor bastard. Although it feels very stable and practical, and has a "protagonist" appearance, this poor man is set on his forehead. How can I use a bunch of materials to practice skills?Oh no.

Seeing Robb's face stiff, the kind girl whispered: "Lack of materials to tell me."

Robb replied: "Thank you very much."

When the two of them said this, the teacher of the magic props specialist came in. The teacher amused everyone when he walked in. It turned out that he was a skeleton soldier. No, he could not be called a skeleton soldier. He should be called a lich.

Those who can only cut people with knives are called skeleton soldiers, and those who can use magic must be called liches.

He wore a black cloak, covering most of his body, only showing his head and hands. The head was a skull, and he couldn't even see the expression. The hand was also a bone claw, and he held one in his left hand. Staff.

He walked to the middle of the podium and smiled at everyone. Unfortunately, no one could see him smiling, only a skull tilted his head. Then the lich introduced himself: "Hello everyone! Me! My name is 32. You can call me 32 Master. Starting today, I will teach you how to make magic items."

Robb: "..."

I wiped it, the skeletons all looked the same, but Robb didn't recognize that this was Necromancer No. 32.

Everyone: "..."

Seeing the students look dumbfounded, No. 32 said: "Don’t look at me now, I seem to be stupid. Sixteen years ago, I was also a general of the Royal Magic Group of the Gran Kingdom. There are many ways to make magic items. I will try my best to teach you my magic item making techniques. I hope you can apply what you have learned and use these techniques to serve the Queen."

"Pala la" applause rang out, and Robb had no choice but to applaud.

"Now first is the oath." No. 32 raised his hand and said: "Please follow me...I, swear, even if my life is threatened, I will never leak the magic item production technology to Her Majesty the Queen. Enemy, otherwise, I will have to die. My girlfriend or boyfriend is a long-lost sibling, my wife sleeps with other men, and my son is not his own."

I rub, so vicious?Robb was taken aback: My thirty-two is amazing.