wear it lord god

"Pfft—" Another sound, and the man with the mustache's face turned bright red, like a ripe red tomato, so embarrassed that he wished he could dig a hole in the ground and disappear right there.

But how could it be covered up? One "poof, poof, poof" sound after another, like a series of firecrackers with their fuses lit, crackling and popping all over the room.

"Dean! I...I need to go to the toilet! I need to take three days off!" The man with the mustache covered his buttocks and practically tumbled and crawled towards the door, as if he wished he had two more legs.

"Approved, go quickly!" Vice Dean Sai covered his nose and waved hastily, hoping he would disappear from his sight as soon as possible.

After everyone left, Vice Dean Sai and the Potions Professor immediately approached, eagerly inquiring whether there were any more of the elixir they had just eaten, and how much it would cost per pill if they could buy it.

Xi Ning scratched the back of her head: "This has to be fired one batch at a time in a special furnace. The success rate is low and the output is small. The ones that are finally made have already been distributed internally. Now they are available but not for sale."

Although the two were a little disappointed, they had already tasted the sweetness of success this time. After telling her to rest well, they left happily.

Who knows, he might just run back to his room, hold up the mirror, and admire how he looks after taking the medication.

When it was time for lunch, Xining got up, tidied herself up, and went to the hall.

Staring at the fast-food Western food on her plate, which she was already tired of and even a little disgusted with, her mind was filled with the "treasure" left behind by the two vampires.

The two vampires had already successfully refined themselves within the banner, and they answered all questions.

They did indeed accumulate a considerable amount of wealth. After all, vampires have long lifespans, and money makes things easier, so naturally they wanted to save up as much as possible for themselves.

Even the poorest vampires can acquire something with potential and keep it for hundreds of years, and it will become an antique.

But to find this treasure, one must leave the academy. What reason can one give for leaving? Tourism, shopping, or experiencing the local customs and culture?
Just as I was pondering this, someone greeted me: "Hi, Jiang~", it was Roger and Lisa who had arrived.

Roger had barely sat down next to her when he started gossiping again: "Have you heard? The three vampires locked in the basement have disappeared! Someone said they saw their shadows, but they vanished as soon as they left the building."

He then pretended to glance around, as if afraid of being overheard, before continuing, "I reckon the vampires probably ran into the sun and turned to ash, right?"

Instead of turning to ashes, it became a guest in my sister's funeral banner.

Roger changed the subject again: "Jiang, I'm going out today, and I might not be back for dinner."

"Going out?" Xi Ning suddenly perked up; she had been struggling to find an excuse to go out. "What for?"

“I’ll go find odd jobs,” Roger said with a hint of pride. “There are lots of job postings online—babysitting, car washing, cleaning—but the most suitable job for us magic academy students is exorcism.”

Exorcising ghosts and demons... Xi Ning instantly conjured up a wonderful image of collecting all the demons and monsters into the banner. This job is great, it's perfect for her.

Roger was completely unaware that a golden light had appeared in her eyes, and continued, "Those monsters that even the seminary couldn't drive away could only be driven away by magicians."

As he spoke, he proudly opened his phone and showed her the information about the part-time job platform.

When I looked at the prices, wow! The lowest price for a single order was a thousand dollars!

Xi Ning made no attempt to hide the gleam of money in her eyes as she stared at the top few listings, her mouth practically watering: "How can prices be so high, tens of thousands of dollars?"

"The fiercer the ghost, the higher the price. If it's a demon king level ghost, and the employer happens to be wealthy, the bounty can be tens or even hundreds of thousands!"

Seeing her longing look, Roger quickly warned her, "You absolutely mustn't touch anything with a high bounty. If you fail to exorcise the demon, you'll end up in serious trouble! There was a regional bishop who went to exorcise a demon, but the demon possessed him and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what he did. He went crazy for a month and died!"

That makes sense. Xi Ning thought for a moment, resting her chin on her hand, "When are you going? Take me with you, the money is all yours, I just want to learn from you."

Considering that more people mean more strength, Roger readily agreed: "We'll leave after lunch! I was originally planning to leave after evening self-study, but now that the vampires are gone, there's no need to wait." Upon hearing this, Xi Ning quickly pushed a lunch in front of Roger: "Eat quickly." Eat so you can get to work.

Under Roger's guidance, Xining accessed the magic academy's intranet.

Here you can submit leave applications in a specific format, check courses, chat, and provide feedback.

Even the bounty programs within the academy are listed there. However, the prices for bounties within the academy are higher than those outside, because the academy takes 30%, and the reasoning is clear: if the student who takes the job fails, the professor will cover the loss; if the student gets possessed while performing an exorcism, the academy will be responsible for saving them.

Xi Ning asked, "Are there really students who fail or become possessed?"

“Yes, there are several,” Roger said while eating. “There are also missing ones, but if we rescue them, the academy will take 80% of the bounty.”

Xi Ning pursed her lips: After the thousand dollars are gone, there will only be two hundred left, but it's still better than not getting a single penny.

"We also need to allocate 20% to the professors who clean up the mess, otherwise who will be willing to rescue them in the future?" Roger added.

Xining: ...

Well, I'm completely broke. I might even have to pay out of my own pocket.

Roger pointed to his phone screen and said, "Look, this one was just picked up. The academy will assess the level of danger first and mark the risk level next to it. It's safer than blindly stumbling around, so there are still people willing to take on these cases."

Sure enough, each bounty was marked with a number, from the red "1" to the orange "4", and finally the green "7~10". It was clear that the smaller the number, the more difficult it was.

Xining filled out the leave application and sent it out. It was approved in just two minutes. At that time, Roger hadn't even finished his lunch.

After lunch, Xining followed Roger and Lisa to do odd jobs.

Roger led the way, perhaps because everyone was going to follow him and he had finally become the "leader" of the group, so he held his head high with a touch of pride.

Instead of heading towards the main gate, they walked towards the teaching building.

"Not driving?" Xining asked curiously.

“No need, don’t forget, this is a magic academy!” Roger became more and more confident.

Walk all the way to a room on the first floor of the teaching building. Inside is a very rustic wooden wardrobe, an old object that has been around for a while.

"Why is it the wardrobe again?" Xining is almost developing a phobia of wardrobes.

“This is the Door of Free Will, which can take us anywhere.” Roger walked over and opened the wardrobe. This wardrobe had double doors and could accommodate four or five slender people at the same time.

"Ladies, please~" Roger, thinking himself a gentleman, gestured for them to enter the empty wardrobe.

Seeing Lisa go inside, she followed. When Roger entered and closed the door, everything went dark.

To ward off her fear, she jokingly asked, "If you can go anywhere, can you go to China?"

“As long as there’s a cabinet like this on the other side, they can switch between each other.” Roger’s voice rang out: “Don’t talk. I need to imagine where we’re going. There can’t be any mistakes.”

After a while, Roger's voice rang out again: "All done!"

The door opened, revealing another room, but its furnishings were clearly different from where they had just arrived. (End of Chapter)