Jumping Feet

Yang Bo took out one of his Silver Coins and handed it to Adam.

Adam looked somewhat disdainful as he held the Silver Coin, but he still put it away.

Only then did Yang Bo notice that the carriage was filled with purchased supplies, probably bought by the academy.

"I see you work very efficiently. What do you do for a living?" Adam noticed that Yang Bo had been working briskly today and sent him a message.

Yang Bo naturally knew he was asking about his real-life job, so he replied, "I'm a gardener in real life too."

"No wonder you came to study horticulture. Our profession doesn't make much money, but it won't leave you starving either. Unless you can cultivate a new variety or create something nobles like, only then can you become a horticulture master," Adam messaged Yang Bo again.

"Can't be helped. People have to eat. If you don't eat, your character starves to death," Yang Bo replied.

"Have you considered this? If you become a gardener now, you might end up being a gardener for your entire life in the game," Adam sent another message.

"It doesn't matter. It's just a game. The point is to have different experiences," Yang Bo replied, unsure how else to answer.

"Don't you like fighting and killing? Most people who enter the game choose combat professions."

"Fighting and killing takes capital too, okay? With my game character's current stats, going into combat would just make me cannon fodder. I know my limits," Yang Bo replied.

When Adam saw that message, he looked as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself. Then he did not reply.

Could this guy be some noble's gardening servant in real life too? Yang Bo muttered inwardly, but he did not ask.

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