"... Stupid pig, I know you always think I'm stupid. You're obviously over 160 years old and don't know anything, but you still need to take care of me... In fact, there are some things I don't really know, but I hate everything I learned when I was an elf. I hate being an elf. Sometimes when I'm with you, I even feel that I'm just an ordinary human. That feeling is really simple and beautiful..." The darkness counterattacked like a tide, but Zhu Peng's consciousness has gradually become clear, and he tried his best to protect his sea of ​​consciousness.

Although it is uncomfortable to endure the feeling of mental exhaustion, compared to the discomfort at this time, Zhu Peng hates the feeling of being unable to sense himself, control his body, and face the powerlessness and loss of control of fate. The pain is at least a true feeling.

After the tide-like darkness receded again, Zhu Peng's will and spirit finally appeared again like a solid reef on the coast. Although it was full of holes and was affected and eroded, it was also strong and tough, with pure nature. This time, compared with the last time, the perception of the surroundings was clearer, and Zhu Peng could even control his fingers to move slightly.

"... They killed my father and claimed to the public that he had betrayed the tribe. But when they found that the world of eternal wizards was not in their world that could compete, their surrender speed and thoroughness even exceeded the bottom line of the treaty that my father had signed before. After all, the concessions made before the war were different from the choice to retreat after the troops arrived at the city. Sometimes, I wondered if my father was carrying traitors, cowards, and these infamous names, was meaningless? He was not a good father, maybe, not an excellent king, or even a brave man, but he really loved his tribe."

When warm tears fell on Zhu Peng's cheek, the man finally regained control of his body.

"Huh... Yiwen, when is it now, how long have I been in a coma?" Zhu Peng covered his forehead and moved his head away from the girl's knees, and sat sideways.

Looking around, it was still the environment of the Professional Guild. Zhu Peng was half lying on the side chair at this moment, and the angry snow jumped around him and Yi Wen, spewing out a pale white cold air from time to time, venting his excessive physical energy and energy.

"...uh, it's not long before, it's only less than two hours. The doctors of the Professional Guild said that you only fainted if you consumed a lot of mental power. However, they said that you will recover from awakening in at least three hours. Are you really okay?" The female elf said something panickedly from behind her. She wiped her cheeks randomly, as if she wanted to stand up, but she sat down again with a "ah".

Zhu Peng deliberately did not look back at the girl's mood at this moment, but said as usual: "I'm so stupid. Press my legs and stand up again. I just pressed you for so long, and the blood on your legs will definitely be circulating... Have Jiang Yusen and the others changed their jobs?"

He rubbed the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows with special techniques. Zhu Peng seemed to have quickly recovered his energy and stood up steadily. Yi Wen sat on the chair and patted her legs randomly. The girl, especially the elf, was a little slender.

"Liu Yidao changed to a 'Chinese boxer', Kerr changed to a 'wizard', Jiang Yusen changed to a 'thief', as for me..." At this point, the silver-haired elf hesitated for a moment, and then she said softly: "I changed to a knight."

"Hmm?" Zhu Peng was stunned when he heard Yi Wen's choice, then looked at the fat and energetic young dragon, and said with some understanding: "Do you completely put the chips on its future? But it's good that learning the Knight's cultivation system will at least be of great help to your survival ability..."

Just as the two of them were talking, the Korean girl who had served the five people before brought Jiang Yusen and the other three to come over. The three of them were holding some reports in their hands, which seemed to be their racial talent and their own career description.

"You have become formal professionals. In the future, you can browse the official website of the Professional Guild through computers, smartphones or other devices and log in to your account through mental scanning. There you can learn all courses about your profession. Generally, formal training tutorials do not charge any fees, but if you want to learn professional teaching by some famous lecturers, it will be expensive." As he said, the Korean girl noticed Zhu Peng, she smiled and accelerated her pace.

"Your physique is very strong, and your mental power is overdrawn so much that you recover so quickly. This is your racial talent appraisal, and you need to scan it yourself to see it." As he said that, the girl handed over a piece of white paper, but Zhu Peng took it with consciously. His will condensed, and his slightly restored mental power swept across the pure white paper, and the hidden blockbuster text was immediately revealed on it.

The wizard writing full of paper, for this profound language that contains magic, Zhu Peng, who is still in a semi-illiterate state in the wizard world, can understand only two lines of Chinese characters translated from:

The Yanhuang race, 92% of blood purity, racial talent: tenacity.

Toughness: The terrible adaptability passively produced by the powerful races that have almost eaten all over the periodic table of the Earth's elements. Races with this talent can quickly adapt to the harsh external environment and quickly recover their vitality in relatively suitable environments.

Looking at the appraisal report in his hand, Zhu Peng endured it for a long time but couldn't help it. He asked the Korean girl in front of him: "May I ask, have you ever met Indians who have changed their jobs? What kind of talent do they usually awaken?"

"...Uh, although theoretically, the awakened racial talent is personal confidentiality, if I am not mistaken, what you awaken is tough talent, right?" The Korean girl with big eyes turned her eyes, holding back her smile and replied to Zhu Peng.

At this time, there was nothing to hide. Zhu Peng directly handed the appraisal book to the girl in front of him. The girl also didn't know the Wizard Wen, but she obviously knew Chinese characters. After reading it for a while, the Korean girl said regretfully:
Chapter completed!