v8 Chapter 3： part-time job (1/2)
This pocket should have his last two gold coins and a dozen silver coins, but at this time it has become empty and nothing left.
Lu Xian touched his hand a few times, even looked through the open pocket, but did not even see the shadow of a silver coin, suddenly panicked.
This is only a little bit of money left. If it is not, he will not say that he will continue to stay in the city of Doral, find a suitable job, and even have no way to go home.
More importantly, he can't even pay for the meal of the dozen or so silver coins in front of him!
The noodle restaurant owner was naturally well-informed. When he saw Lu Xi’an’s appearance, he still didn’t know what happened, and the smile on his face suddenly cooled down.
”This guest, please pay the bill.”
Lucian held her pockets, and a trace of cold sweat slipped from her forehead, and her heart was desperately turning her mind.
How to do?
How to do!
Seeing Lu Xi'an silently, the boss's face was colder and the tone of his speech was slightly improved.
”This guest, are you not going to eat a king meal?”
Other guests in the noodle restaurant heard the movement here and turned their eyes.
When Lu Xi’an’s slightly panicked face was seen, and then he looked at the whitewashed clothes on his body, people suddenly laughed.
”Haha, a little poor ghost wants to come here to mix and drink, the boss you think you are unlucky.”
”Boss, I don’t know what it’s like to look at him. I see that you have lost this bowl!”
”Hey, look at the looks of this kid is still upright, how do you do such a shameful thing? Isn't it going to be hungry?”
......
Listening to the crowds around him, Lu Xi’an’s face was red, but he could not find anything to refute.
The fact is that he can't find the money to pay the bill, naturally he can only bear the cold face of the boss and the ridicule of the people around him.
He frowned and thought about it, and he bravely said: ”Boss, I...”
As soon as he opened his mouth, the uncle sitting across from him suddenly slapped on the table.
”This is a gold coin. This young man paid for my share in front of me.”
Lucian is a glimpse. The boss swept the uncle, and with a hand, he took the gold coin on the table and left.
Other people can see it without seeing it. They laughed twice and stopped paying attention to it.
”Thank you...thank you...” Lucian looked a little embarrassed, and she was excited to thank the uncle.
The uncle waved his hand and swept him up and down: ”Look at your appearance, it shouldn't be a mixed drink. How? Have you encountered difficulties?”
Lucian calmed down at this time, carefully thought about it, and soon understood it.
It must be the wretched short man who just hit him on the road!
It must be that he took the opportunity to steal his own money!
Lucian was extremely remorseful in her heart. Before she went out, her parents had already smashed him countless times. They must be careful to beware of thieves outside, but they did not expect to be in the middle.
If it weren't for this kind-hearted uncle who was going to make a clearance for himself, it would be a blessing for him to let his boss promise to pay for his work today.
”I...maybe a thief...” Lu Xi'an explained with a smile.
”Well... There are many people in Doral, and there are many thieves. I have encountered it when I first came. It is not surprising.” Uncle smiled and nodded. Looking at Lu Xi'an again, he continued to ask: ”Are you supposed to be a magician?”
Lucian suddenly stunned: ”How do you see it?”
”I sensed that there is magical fluctuations in your body.” Seeing the surprised expression on Lucian's face, the uncle pointed at himself: ”No wonder, I am also a magician, but the level is not high, but now it is just a A third-level magician.”
Lucian snorted and still felt a little strange.
What is strange about him is not how this unfamiliar uncle knows that he is a magician, but rather the ”three-level magician” in the mouth of this uncle.
Since the publication of the Magician Peace Convention ten years ago, the magicians on the mainland have no longer measured their personal strength, but have the role and expertise in the magical industry. Conduct an assessment.
The so-called ”three-level magician” evaluation standard. It has long been thrown aside by the magician union that originally formulated it, and no magician will use this standard to judge his own level.
And in the new Feishang Association led, in these years of the booming new magic system on the mainland, the traditional magician rating has long been completely out of date. It is impossible to accurately describe the ability of a magician.
For example, Lucy's current level, because he rarely studies the destructive magic, so if you follow the traditional assessment criteria, he may now be a second-level or third-level magician.
But the education of the new magic theory system he received at Phillips College made his understanding and mastery of magic far beyond the traditional magicians.
As long as he is willing, his combat power will not be worse than the traditional five or even six magicians.
It’s just something like combat power. It is very boring for the magicians on the mainland today, so not many magicians will seriously study it.
After all, under the restrictions of the ”Sorcerer's Peace Convention,” magicians can't participate in the war, and naturally they cannot reflect their destructive power.