Career Planning

After chatting casually for a while, Yang Yu ordered quite a few good dishes to entertain Bai Jin as a show of sincerity.

Bai Jin was a rare and valuable character. As the saying went, you couldn't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. Only by maxing out her favorability would she follow him wholeheartedly. Yang Yu could certainly afford a single table of food.

Unfortunately, the time limit on his favorability detection had expired, so he could no longer check her favorability whenever he wanted.

He could only feel his way across the river by stepping on stones—first figure out what kind of girl Bai Jin was, then cater to her preferences and prescribe the right remedy.

Bai Jin had wanted to refuse Yang Yu's kindness, but when she smelled the food, her stomach growled traitorously. Blushing, she respectfully accepted and picked up her chopsticks.

As he ate with Bai Jin, Yang Yu's gaze fell on the young lady at the front desk.

Leveling up had not given Yang Yu any skills. Expecting the skill tree to unlock automatically once his level rose was extremely foolish.

It was perfectly normal for a minor character to gain a hundred or eighty levels and only have a handful of skills, let alone a commoner like him, who was treated as background scenery every day, died the moment he appeared, and would not even have a name.

Yang Yu was mentally prepared for the possibility of reaching max level without learning a single skill. A max-level commoner with no skills might look impressive, but in reality, he was just a big bag of experience. Yang Yu did not want to become that.

The path to acquiring skills was not nonexistent. On the contrary, it was quite clear.

Back then, Yang Yu had gained the Four-Leaf Clover Cultivation skill after farming for a year. In other words, as long as he repeatedly performed certain actions enough times, he had a chance of gaining a skill.

The 90 skill points on his system panel were undoubtedly meant for learning skills.

The guild should provide mentors to guide newcomers in learning skills, as well as offer class changes. He just did not know what the requirements for changing classes were.

After drinking a few mouthfuls of thick soup, Yang Yu put down his spoon and walked toward the front desk.

"There are no special requirements for changing classes. It mainly depends on talent. In the VIP rooms over there, there are mentors specifically assigned to guide newcomers. As long as you pay a certain fee, you can learn skills from them. If you're exceptionally gifted, they might even take you on as a disciple." The young lady at the front desk was very enthusiastic toward newcomers and even handed Yang Yu a stack of materials for free.

As he casually flipped through them, a new choice popped up in Yang Yu's system.

[Important: A person's energy is always limited. Unless you are a genius among geniuses, capable of doing with two hands what ten thousand hands can do, for an ordinary person, specializing in one skill is worth more than thousands upon thousands of half-baked skills. Now that you have become an adventurer, dawdling without choosing a direction will only slow your growth and cause you to capsize in a gutter. Countless choices now lie before you, and you must make a decision.

1. Give up being an adventurer and go home to farm.

2. Choose a class.

3. Why choose? I want them all!]

Why choose? I wanted them all!

Still, that was better left as a fantasy. Free attribute points were scarce, and it was not yet Yang Yu's turn to recklessly court death.

As for the first option, he had finally left the Novice Village. If he went back to farming now, would that not be slapping himself in the face?

In other words, among these three options, there was only one he could choose.

Once his choice was confirmed, a new quest appeared on the panel.

[Quest: Change Class. Choose a mentor, impress them, and pass their test.

Reward: A random universal main-class skill.]

He headed toward the VIP rooms. There were six doors in total, each inlaid with an emblem of a shield, staff, dagger, cross, sword, or fist, corresponding to warrior, mage, assassin, priest, swordsman, and boxer.

Yang Yu's goal was clear.

Whether in RPGs or online games, the warrior-mage-priest trio was an enduring all-purpose combination.

The party already had a squishy mage, so they needed a warrior and a priest.

The priest class often spent the early game directing others while spectating, then used Holy Light to disgust enemies to death in the late game. They could even betray the Holy Light and turn into shadows to deal some damage.

Unfortunately, the panels of every priest in the tavern bore an indelible Holy Light Blessing buff. The requirements for becoming a priest were self-evident. They were all one-in-ten-thousand lucky people, and such fortune naturally would not fall to Yang Yu, who had been used as a footstool by the Goddess of Luck.

Incidentally, the scarcity of priests had indirectly led many parties to field two mages—one for damage and one for healing support.

They already had one squishy mage. Adding another would truly be asking to die faster.

All things considered, warrior was Yang Yu's best choice.

Besides, a good tank could determine a team's upper limit, and Yang Yu did not feel comfortable leaving that role to someone else.

Pushing open the door marked with a shield, Yang Yu saw a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties inside the spacious VIP room. Bare-chested, he struck a front double-biceps pose, his luxurious muscles crisp and succulent, and the air instantly filled with a philosophical aura.

"I must have opened the door wrong."

Yang Yu took a step back, closed the door, took a deep breath, and opened it again. The burly man on the other side had changed poses, flaring his chest from the side. His magnificent curves outlined his ruggedness and wild, uninhibited spirit.

"Hey! BABY, wanna learn a few skills from me?"

"No. Goodbye."

Yang Yu was about to lock the door and leave when the muscular man grabbed him and dragged him into the room.

"No, you do." The muscular man locked the door behind them, then freely struck poses by the entrance, filling Yang Yu's vision with his muscles. "Warrior is a pretty good class! Besides, there aren't many conscientious mentors like me left. Others only ever talk about money, money, money, but I judge people by their aptitude. My intuition tells me that you have the aptitude to become a warrior."

Damn, were all warriors in this game like this? Was it too late to change classes?

The atmosphere gradually grew tense. Yang Yu's mind trembled, and only by pinching the bridge of his nose did he barely manage to calm himself down.

A few NPCs with unusual personalities were understandable in a game. Although this man radiated philosophical energy from head to toe, this was the Adventurers' Guild. There was absolutely no way he would casually do something strange.

Probably.

If he really did, Yang Yu could only scream until his throat gave out.

"Oh. Then cut the nonsense and teach me some skills already."

"Don't rush. Kid, although you have the aptitude to become a warrior, we just met. I, Andeno Jack, will not teach skills to someone I just met!"

So you knew we had just met! Then why did you lock the door without a word and scare the hell out of me—

Forget it.

"What are the requirements for your test?"

"Young people these days are amazing. You understood my intentions so quickly." Andeno returned to the pose Yang Yu had first seen him in. "I'll keep it brief. For thirty minutes, follow me, imitate the movements, and memorize the sequence. Then you will take a test. If you can remember it, you pass. All right, hurry up and take off your clothes!"

"Why would I take off my clothes for no reason? So you really are after my body!" Yang Yu covered his chest with both hands, sweat pouring down his face. "If you come any closer, I'll call for help!"

Andeno advanced step by step, wearing only a kind smile. "Don't misunderstand. I have no interest in skinny little boys like you. I just need to see whether your movements are standard so I can adjust them! Besides, even if you scream your throat out here, no one will come! Be good, let me have a look!"

"Brother Jack, no!"

"Be good! Let me have a look!!"

"No, really, no! Brother Jack, no!"

Yang Yu wanted to run, but Andeno had already blocked the door. Faced with those magnificent muscles, he was utterly helpless, and could only let out a tearful cry.

"Damn it, if what I'm imagining really happens, I'm definitely giving this game a one-star review!!!"