The Skills Are All God-Level Passives, And The Job-Changing Mad God Of War!

Chapter 549

"I'm just a potions apprentice. I can't control things of this level... But you can try to contact your sister.

Arilang nodded, "Wait a minute, I'll make a call."

He took out his mobile phone and quickly dialed his wife's phone number, but the prompt tone was: The user you dialed is temporarily unavailable.

Arirang gritted his teeth, "This damn girl dares to turn off her phone?"

He then immediately dialed another number, but the prompt also failed to answer... Arirang's face gradually darkened, and finally he could only sigh helplessly and put away his phone, "Sorry, my friend.

The thin man shook his head and said: "You will know about this sooner or later anyway. I'm afraid your brother doesn't want his brother to find him here [he definitely hopes that his performance in the potion hall can impress his father."

10 "I understand." Arirang breathed a sigh of relief, and then whispered: "Thank you, I'll leave first."

"Oh! Wait, you forgot to bring your things!" The thin man suddenly called Arirang.

Only now did he notice that this strange companion's backpack actually contained some medicinal materials and a magic potion stone.

"No...no need." Arilang waved his hand, "It's just some common medicinal materials. I will prepare them myself...thank you."

The thin man shook his head and said, "Well, anyway, I'll give you a ride. My name is Geralt Wallstein."

Arirang nodded.

I walked on the street and looked at the scenes everywhere.

Arirang raised his head and looked at the sky at this time. This competition is very special. In each city, only two people are allowed to participate in the assessment, and the rest must leave.

Arirang is the second batch of magic apprentices to enter the academy - of course he is not qualified to participate in this competition, but the teacher will go directly to the academy headquarters instead.

As for the reason, it also has something to do with Berclaire before.

Arirang's father is a potion master. Although he is only a junior potion master who has just been promoted, he has extraordinary attainments in potions and is quite talented in potions. He even tried to refine high-level potions. In the end, It was also successful.

And Arirang's mother is an excellent demon hunter, who also has extraordinary power.

But later, the two couples encountered an accident for some reason.

Although the couple's inheritance is enough to support his growth - the study of potions is a road of no return. Arilang has been interested in potions since he was a child, so he also studied potions with his parents. But after his parents passed away, Alilang devoted himself to work, and only now did he have time to come back to visit, and he still did so in this secretive way.

Arirang was thinking about the matter between himself and his younger brother along the way, with a complicated expression on his face.

He couldn't figure out what Bekeler was doing...but there was no doubt that this guy was crazy.

He must prevent Beclair from making mistakes, otherwise it will destroy him.

"Brother! Brother! Are you here?" Geralt's voice came from beside him.

Arirang suddenly came to his senses, and then looked around... Not far away was Geralt's home.

Geralt's home.

Alilang looked at his brother lying on the bed, and his mood became more solemn.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door in the house.

"Who is it?" Geralt asked outside warily.

"Is anyone here? I'm delivering food from the college."

Hearing this, Geralt opened the door and let 277 the food delivery boy in, "This is our lunch, please use it slowly.

"Who are you?" Geralt suddenly stopped in front of the delivery man.

At this time, the delivery boy stopped quickly and said in a panic: "This is what the dean ordered me to deliver. He said that you have worked hard all day and I want to give you some nutrition..."

Geralt narrowed his eyes and said indifferently: "Dean... he should still have classes now, right?"

The delivery boy was startled and said tremblingly: "Yes, yes...the dean said...said..."

He was hesitant at the moment, as if he was afraid of being held accountable, or worried about what kind of punishment he would receive.

"Let me ask you, when did the dean come back?" Geralt asked again.

The delivery boy swallowed and said, "He came back from the Holy Land one day ago. The dean... He, he was in a very embarrassed state when he came back...".