My profession is too unique.

Chapter 1 The Secret Magic Apprentice
"died?"

A soft, charming voice sounded in my ear, tinged with surprise and doubt.

What reached Su Chen's ears was heavy and fragmented; he couldn't make out the rest of the words clearly.

It felt like I was in a dream; my eyes were slightly open, but I couldn't see the scene in front of me clearly.

Until a certain moment, as if leaping out of the water, everything he heard and saw became clear.

"...They're quite good at pretending..."

The voice came again, and Su Chen was somewhat bewildered. All he could see was a pair of fair thighs and glistening toes on the red carpet.

The fragrance wafted into his nose, and Su Chen couldn't help but frown. The perfume he had concocted was too overpowering; he didn't like the smell.

I instinctively reached out to rub my nose, but then realized that my hands seemed to be restrained by something. When I turned my head, I saw that they were black shackles.

I'm not at home...

He instinctively tried to recall, but felt a sharp pain in his head as a flood of memories that didn't belong to him rushed in.

After a few breaths, he had figured out his situation, and his expression was somewhat complicated.

"Little brother..." The soft, seductive voice came again, this time with a hint of displeasure, "If you can't stand it, just say so. You've ruined my good mood."

As Su Chen looked up, the other person had already turned around, her slender figure outlined in a black and red silk nightgown.

Although I didn't see the other person's face, a cold and beautiful face couldn't help but appear in my mind.

Jiang He, one of the occult instructors at Nanfeng Academy in Zhongcheng District.

He couldn't help but lower his head again, his lips twitching slightly, and his groin feeling a little cold.

I was actually subjected to unspoken rules?
The original owner was not a student of the academy, but a lowly vagrant in Nanfeng City. Because Nanfeng City stipulated that he would soon be sent out of the city to become cannon fodder, he wanted to enter Nanfeng Academy.

Logically speaking, it would be almost impossible for him to get into school.

Fortunately, he was born with a handsome face, and after many twists and turns, he finally managed to get a chance, which fell on the woman in front of him.

As memories surged, my vision blurred again, and several distorted characters, like mosquitoes flying, gradually took shape, arranged quite neatly.

[Host: Su Chen]

[Basic Combat (Mastery - Not Equipped)]

This is… Su Chen was stunned, his heart skipped a beat, his face tightened, and he tried his best to control his emotional fluctuations.

He swallowed hard, his mind instinctively focusing on the [Basic Combat] skill.

[Basic Combat (Mastery - Unequipped): 64%]

(Note: This was acquired through years of training in a previous life. After assembly, it will enhance the host's physical attributes.)

A gift from a past life? Su Chen came to his senses and realized that although he was not exactly emaciated now, his body was obviously much worse than in his previous life.

But now, it doesn't seem like the time for assembly...

"Your delicate, helpless appearance is quite amusing."

Jiang He spoke again, and when Su Chen looked up again, he found that the other person was already lying on his side on the sofa.

Snap--
With a flick of her wrist, she unlocked the shackles binding her hands. Su Chen's arms loosened, and he staggered on the carpet, but he couldn't help looking at the black shackles.

It is said that this occult mentor was already a professional.

"Come on..." Jiang He called out, her red lips parting slightly as she swallowed the wine.

Su Chen hesitated. He had replaced the original soul, even though he knew the original guy's personality.

But disguising yourself isn't so simple; if you get too close, this guy will inevitably notice something.

Seeing that he didn't move, Jiang He's lips curled into a slight smile, and his slender fingers tapped the side table next to the sofa, on which was a letter with gold foil stamping and black geometric lines outlining the edges.

Letter of recommendation for admission!
A few words popped into Su Chen's mind, and he felt a strange longing, which was also the reason why his predecessor came here.

If you get this, you can enter Nanfeng Academy and escape the fate of being cannon fodder.

At this point, refusal was no longer an option. Su Chen could only lower her head, her disheveled hair obscuring her face, and hesitantly step forward.

"This wine is made from grapes cultivated with 'Sunburst Glow,' and it can restore some strength... Would you like to try some?"

Despite saying that, Jiang He downed the wine in one gulp, pressed the glass down on the letter of recommendation, and then straightened his upper body, leaving a clear, pale red stain on the wine.

The wine in the glass is gone, so…

Su Chen paused, not because he was too surprised, but because according to the original owner's reaction, he should have stopped.

"Don't be shy...come...try it..." Jiang He couldn't help but smile, his voice extremely seductive.

"What's wrong? You don't even dare to look up?"

Jiang He stood up and walked step by step to Su Chen. She stretched out her slender hand and lifted his chin. She liked to see this shy, helpless, indignant, and forced to compromise naive look.

Su Chen's mind raced as he considered how to express the original owner's personality.

However, at that moment, he subconsciously hunched over.

The woman suddenly changed direction halfway through; instead of lifting his chin, her hand moved downwards. Her subconscious reaction, etched into his soul, was faster than his thought process.

Jiang He paused slightly, waited for a moment, but did not see Su Chen reluctantly step forward, and his eyes immediately showed some dissatisfaction.

If you want to refuse, then why not welcome?

Her voice immediately turned cold. "If you still don't want to, then get out."

Su Chen hesitated for a moment. Although, according to his memory, not entering the academy would cause some trouble, he needed time to familiarize himself with everything at hand.

Moreover, this woman is no good. She was perfectly fine in her previous life, so how could she suddenly take over someone else's place?

If she notices my abnormality, I might get dissected.

He didn't say anything, his gaze already fixed on the chair next to him, where a set of slightly worn clothes lay.

Seeing that he seemed to really be leaving, Jiang He raised an eyebrow and said in an increasingly cold tone, "In a few months, you will be joining the exploration team. Once you leave the city, you will be nothing more than a corpse."

She seemed to be reminding him, or perhaps threatening him, but Su Chen sensed that she was angry and embarrassed, so he ignored her.

As the other party said, even a lowly vagrant like him still has some human rights in the city.

Even if Jiang He's identity is not simple, it's not good to do anything to him. But once he leaves Nanfeng City, he's just cannon fodder.

Amidst the rustling sounds, he had already dressed, maintaining his previous persona—silent and taciturn—and was about to leave when he pushed open the door.

Jiang He scoffed at his actions, saying that the pride of a lowly vagrant was as meaningless as the breasts of a fat woman.

But I was still a little annoyed. I thought I'd have a great time tonight and maybe even get a nice little item, but instead...

Just as she was thinking this, everything suddenly went black before her eyes.

Click!

Hearing the sound of a glass shattering behind him, Su Chen, whose heart was already in his throat, turned around instantly.

A fleeting look of seriousness crossed his eyes; he was ready to equip himself with the gifts of his past life, even if it only granted him a little resistance, it was better than surrendering without a fight.

But the next second, the seriousness in his eyes was replaced by astonishment. He saw Jiang He curled up on the carpet in pain, letting out a low wail.

Shards of glass were scattered all around, some of them already cutting her delicate skin.

This…

Su Chen frowned.

"Hah...hah..." Jiang He let out a low, panting sound, his whole body convulsing, and his voice was intermittent.

"...Find...the...emergency...department..."

The Emergency Medical Services Department is the organization in Nanfeng City specifically responsible for emergency rescue within the city, and each dispatch is quite expensive.

Su Chen hesitated for a moment, then looked past the sofa behind him and at the long brown table in the distance, on which sat a small and exquisite silver metal bracelet.

He didn't know what had happened and suspected that Jiang He might have suffered from some kind of acute illness. Should he help or not?

Before my thoughts could settle, I heard a soft clicking sound behind me, followed by a shrill voice.

"If I were you, I would stand still."

Turning around warily, I saw two blurry figures, one tall and one short, their surfaces seemingly shrouded in shadow, like moving mosaics under the light.

An arm emerged from the mosaic, and Su Chen realized that the mosaic was actually a piece of clothing.

He took off his clothes, revealing an extremely burly man who stared fiercely at him.

The short man slowly closed the door, his eyes were gloomy, he had a pointed nose and monkey-like face, and a faint, sinister smile was playing on his lips.

"Jiang He..."

The other person's gaze swept over him only briefly before landing on the woman curled up on the ground, groaning in pain, and then brazenly roamed over her exposed skin, which she could no longer conceal due to her agony.

"Tsk tsk..." He clicked his tongue twice, his meaning ambiguous. Jiang He barely managed to lift his head, his face pale, his forehead covered in beads of sweat. He struggled to suppress the pain in his body and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth:

"This is a private residence. Who are you? What do you want?"

"As expected of a secret arts apprentice who has undergone the 'Trial of Delirium,' their endurance is truly remarkable. Even after drinking the 'Potion of Withered Herbs,' they can still speak..."

The short man spoke slowly as he walked straight over. His gaze swept over Su Chen, who had his head down, seemingly stunned, his eyes unfocused, showing no reaction whatsoever.

He didn't care; he knew the other party's information very well, and this was the kind of reaction a subservient citizen should have.

Su Chen, however, was filled with suspicion as he stared at the semi-transparent screen that no one else could see—
[Discovered a Tier 1 advanced class - Arcane Apprentice. You can take the job after fulfilling the promotion requirements.]

[One of the requirements for becoming an arcane apprentice is the Trial of Dialogue: In complete darkness, draw an inverted cross on your chest with your own blood, listen to an unknown voice, and endure for thirty seconds.]

[Second employment requirement: ???]

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