Cataclysmic Transformation

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Balovax College is located in Balovax City. Balovax College has a very long history. It covers an extremely large area. A long time ago, the entire Balovax City was Balova Kesi College, the residents of the city basically live around Balovax College, providing a variety of services for their students.

But now the city of Balovax has repeatedly expanded, and the city is not only a Balovax College, but the seat of the three major colleges of the Roland Empire. [Search for the latest updates at

In addition to Balovax, there are two colleges, they are:

Xianglong College, the most rapidly developing college recently, is no less than the Balovax College with a long history. The most distinctive feature of this college is the Dragon Knight. No, to be precise, it is a place Dragon Knights, they ride dragons to fight. Dragon Knights is a glorious title. Most students of Xianglong College are pregnant with such a dream and work hard for it.

Hans College is a sanctuary set up by a strong man in the sanctuary hundreds of years ago as a combination of thieves and killers. His name is Hans. Hans College has developed for hundreds of years and was once brilliant , But now compared to Balovax College and Xianglong College, it has a somewhat dismal taste, but the thieves and killers cultivated by Hans College are second to none on the entire continent.

The three major colleges of the Roland Empire are all comprehensive colleges. They are not only set up for a single major. Like the Balovax College, they are mainly based on magicians, but the professions of knights, swordsmen, and thieves are the same. Not inferior, the same is true of Xianglong College and Hans College, these colleges have a few talented characters every year.

As the oldest academy, Balovax College has a somewhat old architecture, showing a sense of history.

This day is the spring enrollment day of the three major colleges of the Roland Empire. The three major colleges enroll students once a year, and the time is held in the spring. They are competing for students from all over the world @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html 源. It is those special enrollment-those brilliant genius characters, such a character recruits one, it is more effective than recruiting a thousand ordinary students, and the influence it achieves cannot be compared.

The special recruitment offices of various colleges are not vegetarian, and the young and talented students everywhere have long been targeted. For this reason, various colleges have instituted various conditions to attract these talented students to study, and the exemption of tuition is only the lowest. One of the means of multiplication.

"What about the special admissions I'm looking for this year, alas, I hope it won't be dug out!" An old man with a frivolous appearance, Dalbus, the associate academy of Balovax College, thought while walking. He held a thick stack of materials in his hand and hurried to the special recruits. The materials he held were those of talented students. If one was ran away, it would be a great loss for the college.

"Wow—" Dabs was inattentive and bumped into a man around the corner. The most embarrassing thing was that the man had a glass of water in his hand and threw him into a nasty chicken.

"Fuck, who--who walks without eyes?" Rubbing and rubbing his dripping face, Dabus almost scolded and shouted, and the important information was soaked.

"Hey, Vivienne, you are the original one!" When he saw the person in front of him, those words were not scolded, but he frowned and looked at her.

The person here is Vivienne, the mentor of the Department of Undead, Balovax College, she is standing aside abruptly, apologizing in her mouth, "Sorry, Dean Dabus, I didn't mean it!"

Vivienne is about twenty-three or four years old, with a beautiful black hair tied behind her head, wearing a black magic robe, tightly tied to her graceful body, a white face like an egg and a naive and innocent The look is lethal to any man.

Vivienne is the youngest mentor at Balovax College, not because she is very knowledgeable or powerful, but because she is in a special department-the undead department.

Vivienne inherited the college tutor from her father who retired because of physical problems. Her father is also a necromancer. Surprisingly, he is older. He is already in his sixties this year because he is married late. Vivienne was only ten years old, so Vivienne and his father stood like two grandchildren. If it were a father, many people did not believe it.

The Department of Undead is the famed waste wood of the college. In the three years since Vivian took over the Department of Undead, no student has been recruited, which has long aroused the dissatisfaction of the senior college.

Vivienne himself was also very wronged. The tuition fees of the college are getting higher and higher. In addition, the "powerful" legend of the undead department has spread throughout the continent. Who will come to learn these undead magic of undead? Even if you want to learn it, the Necromancer on the street only accepts one gold coin, and it also includes the church, as long as individuals know how to choose.

Dabus coughed softly and said to Vivienne, "I said Vivienne, you haven't been able to recruit a student for three years in the Department of Undead. You have n’t had a student in the Department of Undead for seven years. As a senior of the college, it ’s hard to do! ”

Dabus played a little bit of the question, but what he said was also true.

"I'm sorry, Dean Dabus ..." Vivienne said in a panic, "I will work hard!"

Vivienne was extremely nervous. Throughout the entire continent, there was no longer practice of undead magic. Xianglong College had never been there. Hans College had been engaged for a period of time when it was first opened, but it was also cancelled. Now only Balovac remains This college has retained this ancient major.

This is not something to be boasted. The Balovax College has been ridiculed by the other two colleges. The senior management of the college has always had a voice to cancel the Department of Undead, which is the most intense this year.

If the Undead Department is revoked, Vivienne ’s income will be gone, and she can only live on the income of her father ’s retirement. Vivienne ’s salary is not high, but it is still very impressive compared to other Necromancers.

Dabus shook his head and sorted out his wet clothes. He said, "Vivienne, this is not your problem. The outside are all Necromancers. One gold coin can be learned, plus the strength of Necromancer ... You also know that today ’s undead magic is only left to study! "

"Vivienne, the senior management of the college has decided to cancel the Department of Undead next year, you do n’t have to worry, the college will not treat you badly, and you will be placed in a caretaker library position for you. After all, your father has been a mentor for the college for decades. We all see it in our eyes! "Dabus thought about it, or announced the decision here, so that Vivienne had a psychological preparation.

"Dean Debus, you can't ..." Vivienne heard, anxious, she knew the college was real, and said quickly, "Dao Debus, I will definitely recruit students this year. Please do not worry!"

Dabus smiled, "It doesn't make much sense to recruit or not. The senior management of the college has decided that this can't be changed. Unless the dean himself speaks personally, I don't see anything else!"

Looking at Vivienne's expression, Dabus sighed, "Vivienne! I'm not embarrassing you, think about it for yourself. Is the necromancer profession really necessary to pass on ..."

As he shook his head, he no longer looked after Vivian and turned to leave.

Vivienne stayed in place, her heart was lost in regret, she couldn't help but ask herself, does the profession of Necromancer really need to be passed on?

There are many legends of the Necromancer. Those third-rate novels with a silver coin on the roadside describe it as powerful, mysterious and terrifying, but in reality the Necromancer is a waste wood, neither powerful nor mysterious, nor even Horror, those necromancers are at the bottom of society, and their status is similar to beggars.

Even Vivienne had to admit that the Necromancers in the third-rate novels were written by the undead Necromancers who were in the bottom of the depression, in order to fill their stomachs with three meals. In the novel, many people embarked on the road of the Necromancer, but they regretted it once they learned it.

Until now, no one has learned these so-called undead magics. Undead magic has completely torn off the hypocritical painting, and even Vivian has little confidence in herself.

At this moment, a few voices came into her ears, it turned out that a few students passed by, and talked quietly.

"Huh? Look, this is Vivienne's tutor?"

"Cut, no matter what kind of teacher, a poor worm who eats mixed food, she hasn't even taught a student!"

"It turns out that this is true. I saw that she is very good. Which department did you teach?"

"Waste-like undead department ..."

"So it turns out!"

Several students whispered and tried to keep their voices down as much as possible, but the words passed into Vivienne's ears without fail.

A few students talked about it and walked away quickly, passing a scornful look when passing by her.

"Alas ..." Looking at the backs of the students walking past, Vivienne sighed for three years, three full years. With such eyes and arguments, Vivienne did not know how much she had encountered, she had already I ’m used to it, even her father is the same. Most of the few students who taught have dropped out after only a few months of learning. Without it, they ca n’t stand all kinds of strange eyes.

In this world where strength is respected, those without strength are naturally looked down upon by others. Compared with other tutors, Vivienne ’s strength is not as good as that of ordinary students. If her identity is a tutor, protected by school rules, no one would dare to treat her. How about it, but it was ridiculous and sarcastic, saying that Sang cursed Huai, and even her face in public was not uncommon. Not only the students, but also the tutor. This made Vivienne ’s status somewhat embarrassing. She was already numb.

"Ah, I hope to recruit students this year. One or the other will do!" Vivienne thought silently, she gently squeezed her pink fist and secretly cheered herself, " Vivienne, work hard! You must do it! "