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Volume 1 Rose Prison Chapter 67 Old Scholar

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    Huang Yi walked along the place where the sound came from. The rustling footsteps sounded empty in the darkness, spreading back and forth, forming echoes, like walking in a forgotten time and space.

    After a while, Huang Yi found a small house with a wooden door ajar, and a dim light came faintly from the crack in the door.

    "Hello! Can I come in?" Huang Yi stood at the door, knocked on the door, and said softly.

    There was a rustling sound coming from the door, followed by slow footsteps. The footsteps were a bit ominous. They should be an old man with a hunched back and a shambling gait.

    "Creak~" The wooden door was pushed open, making an old sound. The dim light inside suddenly poured out, shining on Huang Yi's face, highlighting his delicate features.

    Inside was an old man with gray hair, a hunched back, and crystal glasses. His cloudy eyes seemed to be filled with profound knowledge. He raised his head and stared at Huang Yi kindly.

    The room inside the door is an old library. A copper-yellow crystal chandelier hangs on the ceiling. The dim yellow light gently shines on the bookshelves, and the thick books are quietly read.  Lying on it, the cover was worn.  In addition, there are some interesting gadgets in the room, such as specimens of rare animals, old antiques, and precise globes. There is also an astronomical telescope beside the window, looking at the vast starry sky in the sky.

    Judging from the old man's temperament and the furnishings of the room, he should be an old scholar. He knows astronomy and geography. He spends all day behind closed doors studying those ancient yellowed scrolls and exploring the vast and distant history.  Most of the jokes that bards on the mainland talk about in taverns are written by such people, and only they can write rigorous and orthodox history.  Those bards only enriched the history they wrote and used more vivid stories to attract the lay audience.

    "Young man, you are in the wrong place!" the old man said kindly.

    ¡°Isn¡¯t this a place to learn skills?¡±

    The old man smiled slightly: "The place to learn skills is on the lower floors. This is the place where rare professions learn skills."

    "I am a rare professional, and my profession is a judge." Huang Yi smiled helplessly. There are so few rare professions that they are in a state of being ignored.

    "Huh? Are you a rare professional?" The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Huang Yi with interest, "Then come in!"

    Huang Yi nodded and walked into this ancient library.

    The old man slowly closed the door, staggered to a bookshelf, rummaged through it with his withered hands for a while, and took out a thick book, which was covered with dust and had obviously not been read for a long time.

    The old man took the book and gently blew the dust off it, then returned to the desk and rummaged through it carefully.

    Huang Yi stood quietly aside. The library was very quiet, with only the sound of the old man turning the pages of the book. Time seemed to have stopped here.

    "Well, I found it." After a while, the old man suddenly muttered to himself, looked at one of the pages of the book, and said: "Judge is indeed a rare profession, advocating strong power, belonging to a warrior profession, relying on anger.  Come and fight." The old man slowly read the text above, "The judge can learn a professional skill every 10 levels starting from level 5. At level 5, the judge can learn the first professional skill.  Basic professional skills can draw anger in battle. The higher the anger, the higher the judge's attack power. At level 15, the judge can learn the second professional skill, which is a range attack skill that requires anger to be used.  "At this point, the old man turned to look at Huang Yi and said, "I see you are only level 19, and you can only learn these two skills at the moment."

    "Then please teach me these two skills!" Huang Yi said expectantly. Although he could only learn two skills, the improvement of his own strength was very obvious.  Generally speaking, rare professions have few skills, but are very powerful, taking the route of fewer but more refined skills.  Ordinary professions are just the opposite. They have a lot of dazzling skills, but the effects are generally not very strong. The only powerful skill is the professional ultimate move that can be learned every 15 levels. However, the cooldown time of the professional ultimate move is too long.  It can last for half a day, or up to ten and a half months, so it is impossible to use it frequently.

    The old man shook his head and said: "I don't know these skills either. There are so many rare professions and no one can master all the skills. If I could learn all the rare professional skills, I would have become a god long ago. Not only that, rare professions  The profession also doesn¡¯t have any mentors, so you can¡¯t find a dedicated judge skill mentor.¡±

    "Then how can I learn these skills?" Huang Yi frowned.  He didn't expect that there was no mentor to teach the skills of rare professions!  It¡¯s no wonder, ?If each rare profession had to correspond to a mentor, then each city's warrior hall would have to be equipped with hundreds of thousands or millions of rare profession mentors. This is simply impossible.

    "The skills of rare professions need to enter a special area and be learned in a special way. The further you go, the higher the difficulty of learning. At present, you are only learning skills of level 5 and 15, which are not too difficult.  , you only need to pay a fee of two hundred gold coins to open the magic circle leading to that special area. After you are teleported there, everything depends on your own ability. No one can guarantee whether you can learn it or not."

    "Two hundred gold coins!" Huang Yi shook his head slightly, "I'm so sorry, I don't have that many gold coins at the moment. I'll come back to you when I collect enough money!" Huang Yi said, turning around and leaving.

    "Wait a minute." At this moment, the old man stopped him, "It doesn't matter if you don't have enough money, I'll pay for you."

    "Huh?" Huang Yi stared at the old man curiously: "Why do you want to help me?"

    The old man smiled kindly and said: "As the first person to learn a rare profession in Thorn City, you deserve this discount. The other thing is just a little bit of selfishness on my part. When I was as young as you, I worked in Austria.  The Royal Academy of Scan was fortunate enough to meet a rare professional who was personally received by our dean. Since then, I have had some interest in rare professions, but I have never had the opportunity to interact with them in person.  You are the first one to come into contact with professionals. I want to do some research to see what rare professionals are like." As he spoke, the old man showed a look of embarrassment on his face, "But from now on, you won't have this kind of discount.  , After all, every time the teleportation array is opened, it requires a large amount of magic stones. The price is too high, and I don¡¯t have much savings to open it frequently. "
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