Nine autumn winds are cold, early winter is in sight.
Dongfang just turned out a trace of fish belly, Pusi habitually opened his eyes. His eyes were blank for a second, and then a carp flicked and sat up.
He opened the door of the dilapidated house, only to find that steamed sweet potatoes were already on the dinner table.
Mother is sitting at the table, sewing and mending old clothes.
"Wake up? Go and wash your hair quickly, and see if your hair is messy like a chicken coop. If you are seen by the master, you will definitely be unhappy."
"Huh? It's messed up again? I obviously only washed it last night."
Pus complained, and rushed into the yard without stopping, fetching water and washing up.
Jiuqiu's water is cold, hitting the head on the face, the ice makes people tremble, but Pusi is fiery in his heart.
Because today, it will be the day when he interviews [Magic Forest], if he can enter [Magic Forest], in his mother's words, he will be developed in this life.
From now on, it is "Master".
This can't help Pus not pay attention to it!
After eating steamed sweet potatoes, Pus put on the new clothes that his mother bought with silver bracelets, and was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hands.
To be honest, he didn't agree with his mother selling silver bracelets.
He clearly remembered that when he was a child, his father wanted to sell this silver bracelet to buy wine and eat. In order to preserve the silver bracelet, his mother bit his father's hand. For this reason, his father knocked out a molar.
From then on, he knew that this silver bracelet was the lifeblood of his mother.
But this time, my mother still sold the silver bracelet stubbornly, just to change him into beautiful clothes.
In the words of his mother: "Pus, you have to remember that there are not many opportunities for a person to change his destiny in his life. A woman can still get married at one time. You are a man and you have no chance at all. May be rotten here for the rest of my life."
It was these words that made Pu Si no longer object to it.
"Don't put pressure on yourself, what the noble lord asks, you just tell me honestly? If the lord throws a sword to you, tells you to poke your heart, remember, don't hesitate, poke in the middle of your chest. Remember, it's the middle, Don't be partial."
Before leaving, my mother whispered the most precious experience of her life.
"I know."
"Go!"
Puss nodded, took a deep breath, and stepped out of the house with his head high.
His new clothes made him seem so incompatible with this slum. Along the way, the eyes of the neighbours were surprised.
Pusi enjoys these eyes a bit, but feels a lot of pressure.
When he was about to walk out of the alley, he subconsciously glanced back, and was surprised to find that his mother was still standing in front of the door, looking straight at him.
saw him turn his head, and raised the back of his hand outwards, beckoning him, "Go!"
Pusi bit his back teeth and left the slum resolutely.
Willis in the morning is as lively as ever.
Young apprentices, chasing and playing through the street, attracting reprimands from time to time.
Various early stalls on both sides of the long street, with a tempting fragrance, attract people.
From time to time, there are mercenaries with missions close to them. They are armed and sharp, escorting the carriages and horses covered with thick oilcloth, and walk outside the city.
Of course, there are also a large number of foreigners with unfamiliar accents pouring into the streets, looking for work.
Pusi has never observed Long Street so carefully.
He used to be very busy and in a hurry, afraid of being late and deducting his wages on the excuse of his employer.
Until today, he suddenly realized that Willis City had changed.
seems to become more lively.
is also right, as said on the forum, now that many country folks, learning the Burning Hand, dare to call themselves magicians and rush to the city.
As everyone knows, the recruitment standards of the mercenary group have been upgraded several levels.
"Envoys travel, pedestrians avoid!"
At the end of the long street, there was a long noble voice suddenly.
Pusi quickly walked to the side of the road to avoid.
It's not just him, everyone on the long street is evading.
Even the mercenaries who are not easy to move, restrain the carriages and horses, move closer to the side of the road, and make way for the road.
Not long after, a unicorn cavalry in silver armor walked neatly, and the sound of hooves, like a drum, fell on the long street.
Among the cavalrymen, protecting several sealed carriages, obviously the cars of big men.
"Who are these people?"
The people from other villages on the street looked at the cavalry slowly passing by with envy and fear.
"You don't know this, right? Did you see the harp sign on the carriage? That was the mission of Viace!"
The citizens of Willis, arrogantly answering the surprise of the outsiders, showing the extraordinary knowledge of being a citizen of the imperial capital.
"Viace? Where is that?"
"You don't know this? The goddess of the earth, the goddess of music, Aphrodite! I heard that it is a group of lunatics who would rather not eat but sing."
"Ah, is there really a kingdom of God in this world?"
"Envy? Want to go? I tell you, there are only foreigners with wonderful singing voices. Others will only be turned away."
"what?"
"Look at your talent, don't think about it, what a kingdom of God, a city-state, not as big as Willis!"
Pulis watched the convoy slowly passing by while listening to the discussion next to him, thinking to himself that the empire has become more and more lively recently.
A while ago, the Empire just announced that the cultivation of cold-resistant and high-yielding black valleys will be successful, and it will be fully promoted this winter, causing an uproar in the Empire.
Without waiting for everyone to digest this amazing news, Willis City has one after another Magisters, leading the Thousands of People to open up, saying that they are going to build the city and build the magic tower.
It's better now, and there are foreign missions here, the empire has really changed and it has become more and more lively.
Calculate carefully, all this seems to have started after the Internet appeared.
Still, he knows so many things because of the Internet?
Pusi didn't think deeply, because this avoided delay and gave him the illusion of being late.
He hurriedly rushed to his destination-Felix Academy of Magic.
When he arrived here, magic apprentices had already condensed a landmark stone pillar, sitting on it and waiting.
A large group of people gathered at the scene. Upon closer inspection, they were all boys and girls.
Among them, there are many aristocratic children with fresh clothes and angry horses, watching them all dressed in delicate silk and satin, their necks, wrists, and knuckles are covered with magic props.
A little self-confident Pus was born because of a new dress, and suddenly he felt inferior and nervous, and even gave birth to the heart of fleeing.
But when he looked down at the brand-new Mai with creases on his body, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to stay.
For his mother, he can't go!
It turned out that a few days ago, Felix’s [Magic Forest] suddenly announced that it would recruit a research assistant.
The recruitment requirements are very simple: literacy and under 16 years old.
This news, announced by Felix and the Empire’s official website, caused a sensation in Willis City almost overnight.
I don't know how many people are running around all night with excitement.
You know, this is the [Magic Forest] hosted by Master Ajaf, who has the title of "God of Agriculture"?
Who doesn't want to go in and pay homage to his glory?
The cold-resistant and high-yielding black valley he researched has long been a sensation in the empire and has become famous all over the world!
His assistant Irene, because of the research of non-toxic mallow, has become the dream lover of countless boys across the country, although she is heard that she is a little dark.
Pusi paid attention to the magic forum, and learned from the above that in addition to crops, Master Ajaf also pioneered a history of researching the method of transforming lightning magic into light magic.
Recently, the magic forum has been discussing this matter almost all the time, and all kinds of speeches advocating thunder magic are emerging in endlessly.
Pusi, who hasn't even scratched the horoscope, is wondering whether he should specialize in the Thunder system in the future.
In short, Master Ajaf has become an existence comparable to the imperial gods.
It is naturally a great honor to be able to worship under his door.
Pusi tried to register by mistake at the time, and took the exam to see. Who would have thought that his written exam would have passed.
So, this is the scene of today.
"Blessed by the **** of the Internet, I hope I succeed in my interview today!"
Pusi secretly prayed to the **** of the Internet, his palms sweating out of tension.