Job Transfer For All: I Rely On Passive Skills To Become A Dharma God

When Lin Luo returned to the gate of Jincheng again, the sky had completely darkened.

He walked slowly into the city and found that because he was not wearing any equipment, his coat and shoes were damaged to varying degrees.

Pulling off the half sleeve that was about to fall off, Lin Luo was just about to throw it into the trash can on the roadside when Lin Luo suddenly heard a sarcastic voice coming from the side.

"Isn't this the genius of our Jincheng High School, classmate Lin Luo?"

"Come on, come on, take a good look. He is a full-attribute mage. Do you understand all attributes? He can use spells of all attributes."

Lin Luo looked over indifferently, and a familiar and annoying face appeared in front of him, it was Zhang Fang.

This man was wearing a brand new robe. Although the staff in his hand looked as ordinary as a fire stick, Lin Luo recognized it at a glance. The staff was carved from the trunk of an oak tree.

According to legend, the oak tree is the tree of the God of Thunder and can control thunder and lightning. The staff made of this wood perfectly suits Zhang Fang's identity as a lightning-attribute mage.

Zhang Fang noticed that Lin Luo's eyes were fixed on his staff, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority in his heart.

Ever since he changed his profession to become a lightning attribute mage, his family has looked at him more and more differently. His father had thrown all the ordinary equipment prepared for him aside, and then spent a lot of money to buy him a new set that suited his attributes. new equipment.

Early this morning, he wore his brand new novice equipment and came to the door of the novice dungeon triumphantly. He showed off for two hours until Xiao Yutang appeared wearing better equipment, and then he led him The team members entered the dungeon.

With good equipment and high attack power of thunder attribute spells, the time it takes to pass the dungeon ranks among the top three among this group of newbies.

After hurriedly running to the professional union to register, he returned to the door of the novice copy wearing a freshly minted professional medal.

He asked about it, but Xiao Yutang didn't know why he hadn't come out of the copy yet.

Zhang Fang wanted her to know today that he was the most promising genius in Jincheng High School, so he had been waiting at the door of the dungeon.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yutang didn't see him, but he bumped into Lin Luo who was in a state of embarrassment.

Zhang Fang took a few steps forward with his chest held high. The professional medal hanging on his chest glowed faintly under the light.

Lin Luo glanced at him funny. He just put away the professional medal because his coat was torn. Is getting this something something to be proud of?

Not understanding why he was wasting time on such a meaningless thing, Lin Luo just wanted to finish the task quickly and then buy himself a set of equipment to wear, even the most basic whiteboard equipment.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Do you want me to tell you what you need to pay attention to when entering the novice dungeon?"

"Oh, looking at my memory, I forgot that you awakened to a rubbish profession. I'm afraid no one is willing to form a team with you."

"And look at you, even though you have turned into a rubbish profession and your future is bleak, you still need to prepare two pieces of equipment for yourself. There are no professionals dressed in rags. It is really embarrassing for us."

"Oops, I forgot again. You are an orphan. You are an orphan. Where can you get the money to buy equipment?"

"I still have a set of equipment for mages at home. My dad thought it was not worthy of me, so he left it there. Why don't you beg me and I'll give it to you. As classmates, we should help each other."

Zhang Fang stopped in front of Lin Luo and kept talking non-stop, venting all his envy and jealousy towards him over the years at once.

Lin Luo frowned and took two steps back, preparing to avoid him before continuing to move forward.

"Hey, the arrogant genius Lin, will he be able to escape one day?"

Zhang Fang was so excited that his voice changed. This was the first time Lin Luo had given in in front of him, even though he just wanted to avoid him.

"Saliva, dirty." Lin Luo finally spoke.

As soon as he finished speaking, two different laughters came from not far away at the same time.

The crisp female voice came from Xiao Yutang. She couldn't hold it back and accidentally laughed.

Seeing Lin Luo looking at her, she quickly reached out and covered her mouth, for fear of ruining her image of an elegant lady.

After seeing those ugly gloves on his hands, he immediately hid his hands behind his back, and couldn't help but blame his brother again for making a bet with him.

Another rough male voice was very familiar. Lin Luo turned around and saw that it was indeed Su Junjie.

He was laughing so hard now that he was followed by several young men who were just as careless as him, and they were also very cooperative and laughed with him.

"You, you fart, I don't spit when I talk."

Zhang Fang was anxious, how could his image be so damaged in front of his goddess.

Lin Luo didn't speak, but frowned and took a step back, as if there was really saliva sprayed on his face.

This move completely angered Zhang Fang. He was ashamed and annoyed. He ignored the prohibition that professionals were not allowed to use force in the city. He raised the staff in his hand and wanted to hit Lin Luo on the head.

"Zhang Fang!"

"Boy, how dare you!"

Xiao Yutang and Su Junjie spoke at the same time, especially Su Junjie. Seeing that the staff that was half a man's height was about to hit Lin Luo's head, he rushed over in a hurry.

"Professionals are prohibited from using force in the city, don't you know?"

Zhang Fang's staff was firmly held by a big hand.

It was the guard outside the novice copy door who took action. No one knew how he flashed from the post to between the two people in the blink of an eye.

"It won't happen again."

Seeing that Zhang Fang had no intention of resisting, he let go of the staff in his hand.

At this time, Su Junjie ran over huffing and puffing.

"Zhang Fang, are you sick? Why are you stopping others on the way?"

"You want to do it, come on, I will accompany you, just in time to test how powerful your spell is."

He stood in front of Lin Luo, looking like he was not stingy.

Zhang Fang took a deep breath. After being stopped like this, he gradually calmed down. Although his family had some influence in Jincheng, he would not be punished for attacking an orphan like Lin Luo.

But now that Su Junjie is here, this guy is a piece of meat. If he really does it, he will definitely make a big fuss, which will have some impact on his father's reputation.

What's more, Zhang Fang looked at Xiao Yutang, who was glaring at him coldly in the distance. Her father was the deputy city lord of Jincheng. With this eldest lady here, her family's little power was nothing.

"Hmph, you just dare to hide behind others?"

Zhang Fang only left these words in the end, led several teammates, and left the place angrily.

Before leaving, he looked at Lin Luo with a very gloomy look, and it seemed that he held a grudge from the bottom of his heart.