Magic!

Even after the two-day discount period before the opening, there is still a steady stream of customers coming to Russell's for medical treatment.

Most of the infected students are in more serious condition than Kuroba and his roommates, and the corresponding charges will be much higher. Even if the fees are not expensive each time, Russell still makes a lot of money.

And every time a patient recovers as good as before, Russell can feel a spiritual feedback from practicing herbal medicine.

The water level of the spiritual river blocked by the dam called "Third Grade" is getting higher and higher, and it is possible to overcome the last obstacle at any time and enter a new realm.

Directly opposite the stall, the clinic jointly run by the two major college forces was deserted, which made Xinyue, Guangbo and others in the clinic have itchy teeth.

In the blink of an eye, two weeks passed.

It's another sunny afternoon.

After just sending away a group of customers, Russell sat in front of his medical booth and took inventory of his small treasury.

In just two weeks, after deducting the cost of some medicinal materials, he made a net profit of more than 50 college gold coins.

"Now there are more than 220 college gold coins, mainly because the rewards approved by the principal were generous enough."

The tuition and textbook fees for the third grade are 150 college gold coins!

At this time, Russell felt that he was only one step away from the final breakthrough, and he would soon be able to spiritually transform and be promoted to the third grade level.

Before Russell could take a closer look at his state, a new customer came over.

It's Subway!

Subway sat directly in front of Russell's consultation booth.

"How did you come?"

"Why can't I come?"

Russell looked at Subway, which looked relatively healthy, and said in a tentative tone:

"Let me confirm first, do you really need medical treatment, or are you not sick and are you just here to take care of business?"

"Of course there is a need for medical treatment!" Subway glared at Russell.

"Describe your problem."

Subway's mood suddenly dropped a little, and his face darkened:

"During this period, I have been unable to sleep at night and have been playing on my phone. I feel like I am wasting my time."

"If you get happiness from wasting time, then you are not wasting time." Russell said, "Russell said."

Under Subway's surprised and confused gaze, Russell added:

"It was indeed Russell who said it." (Note 1)

Seeing that Subway still refused to accept it, Russell comforted him: "Actually, playing with your phone at night is better than typing on the computer keyboard."

"Why?" Subway asked.

"Because the sound of the computer, keyboard and mouse will affect your roommates." Russell replied matter-of-factly.

"Thank you for caring so much about my roommate." Subway snorted twice.

Subway quickly brought the topic back:

"That's not the point. The point is that I have insomnia at night. Are there any medicines for insomnia?"

Russell posted this question on the BiXian APP: "How to treat insomnia."

Soon, the app synthesized a result based on the responses from many spirits:

"Counting sheep."

Russell had a clear understanding and deduced the dietary prescription:

"It seems you should eat more mutton dumplings."

The two of them had been together for a long enough time, and without Russell's explanation, Subway immediately understood the profound principle of homophonic rate witchcraft——

Sheep, English "sheep", homophonic "sleep".

However, after considering their native languages, the dumplings, which are homophones for "sleep", are a sleeping pill more suitable for Chinese babies. (Note 2)

The two of them did what they said, taking out various cooking utensils from their dimensional pockets and buying a large bundle of dumpling fillings (bundle, homophone for "sleep", is a ritual component with mystical significance).

Subway used magic to summon the chef, Russell drove the chef's ghost to possess him, and everyone made dumplings together.

Let’s make dumplings!

Bang bang bang.

One dumpling after another fell into the water, causing a little splash.

After a while, in front of Russell's consultation booth, the aroma of dumplings filled the air, spreading around and making everyone nearby cry.

"Excuse me, are you a food stall?" asked a passerby.

"No, this is dietary therapy!" Russell explained.

After Subway finished eating the dumplings, he touched his belly with satisfaction and felt a little sleepy. He must have had a good sleep tonight.

"Have a good sleep today, and I will start a new book when I am full of energy. I have already thought of the title of the new book, and it will be called "My Nine Tribes Are Wholesale"."

Subway and Russell share ideas for their new book. The main content is that the protagonist travels through the early Ming Dynasty and becomes stronger as long as he insults Zhu Yuanzhang in a fancy way.

Russell looked at the other person and pretended to listen.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt that the surging spiritual tide that was blocked by the dam increased a little bit.

At this moment, the spiritual water boiled completely and broke down the high dam.

Russell's spirituality surged, skyrocketed, and skyrocketed, like an erupting volcano.

The spiritual energy spread out with Russell as the center, and the invisible wave suddenly swept thousands of meters away.

Hundreds of meters high in the sky, a flying swallow suddenly screamed.

Deep in the earth, a small insect digging a burrow suddenly turned back.

In the grass somewhere hundreds of meters away, a flower that was about to wither suddenly regained its color and bloomed again. The big tree was trembling slightly, and a few leaves suddenly withered and fell. It seems to be explaining a certain mechanism of mutual conversion between death and life.

Several passers-by happened to have their spiritual vision turned on at this time, and they all stopped in unison——

They saw all the wandering ghosts flying in the air within a radius of a thousand meters, and felt some terrifying power at the same time, bowing their heads in the direction of Russell.

"I was promoted, I was promoted. I was promoted to the third grade level!"

Russell shared the joy of his promotion to Subway, who felt the same strange feeling directly across from him.

"Okay, Russell, you kid has entered the early stages of third grade before you have absorbed the third grade knowledge scroll." Subway did not hide the envy in his tone.

Russell closed his eyes slightly and entered a meditative state to calm down from his newly promoted state.

After several minutes, he opened his eyes again.

The world is different.

The flowers are brighter, the grass is greener, the chirping of birds in the distant sky is clearly audible, and the fragrance of the earth is perceptible.

His intuition, strengthened by spirituality, can sense things he has never seen before, and he can even transcend the confinement of time and sense dangers and opportunities that have never come.

——This is called "intuitive perception", "spiritual intuition", or "extrasensory perception"!

His aura, his life energy field, is much more powerful than before. It can resist strange magic to a certain extent, and has strong resistance to various curses, petrification, bad luck, and supernatural diseases.

His life level and spiritual body characteristics have also undergone qualitative changes. Even without food, with the support of spiritual energy, we can maintain basic physiological needs and survive for a long time. Even if you lose your arms and legs and lose some non-critical organs, you can still rely on your own majestic vitality and recover after a period of recuperation.

And his already extremely amazing mental resistance has been further improved. The specific level it has reached can no longer be considered, and it is likely that he has surpassed most senior professors in the college.

His spiritual level has reached the early third grade. However, compared to a true third-year powerhouse in the undead and life department, he has not absorbed the "black magic" knowledge scroll and has not mastered those weird, evil, and dark witchcraft.

In the next few minutes, Russell continued to look inside and adapt to his new physical and mental state.

Subway muttered from the side:

"Russell, your spiritual cultivation level has reached the third-grade level now. With your qualifications, it will definitely not be a problem to pass the practical entrance examination of the college. When the time comes for the examination, please help me!"

"No problem, I will team up with you when the time comes." Russell nodded lightly.

In order to advance to the third grade and enter the College of Higher Education, which represents the most brilliant achievements of the entire college, in addition to the regular final exams, you must also pass the practical examination of the College of Higher Education, just like you need to pass the admissions exam to enter a junior college for further studies.

According to Russell's knowledge, only top second-year students who have reached the spiritual realm requirements, passed other second-year course examinations, and want to further their studies can take the practical entrance examination for colleges and universities.

The content of the actual entrance exam seems to be for the candidates to enter the dense forest and compete with third-year senior students from the college. The specific exam details and clearance conditions vary from year to year, but candidates are generally allowed to work in teams.

For a very small number of research talents who are not good at combat, they can apply for other methods to replace the actual combat examination and be promoted to higher education institutions.

However, in the entire history of the academy, such examples are rare. After all, many of the abilities in the academy's knowledge scrolls are customized for combat. The combat abilities of outstanding second-year students are definitely not much different. Even if they cannot stand alone, in They can also display a considerable level of combat power when working together as a team.

"Clara will definitely be able to complete the second-year course exam this year. In a month or two, the three of us will pass the practical exam together and be promoted to higher education! Hehehe, wait until I become a powerful third-year powerhouse with every move. Or, the ancestors in the family must also respect me."

Subway looks better the more I think about it.

Just as they were talking, the two saw a familiar figure coming.

A large group of strange creatures composed of tentacles and eyes squirmed over and sat in front of Russell's consultation booth.

Say Clara, Clara arrives.

"Clara, are you sick too?" Subway asked with concern.

"Can this occult flu still infect the old rulers?" Russell's expression suddenly became serious.

Clara shook the tentacles above - Russell suspected that this meant shaking her head:

"No, no, thank you Russell and Subway for your concern. But I'm not sick.

"Maybe I have a special constitution. Even if I come into contact with several students who have the flu, I don't feel any discomfort."

As she spoke, Clara took out her laptop from her schoolbag:

"It's my computer that's sick. Since this laptop was infected with a virus, it automatically crashed after a while."

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Note 1: This sentence was indeed said by Russell.

Note 2: Adapted from old internet memes for many years.