Job Change For Everyone: My Job Can Infinitely Evolve

Chapter 170: Finally, a Place for You to Stay!

The following day was the second batch of students’ attempt at their scouting mission in the Magical Beast territory. This time, the training camp attached great care to it and sent 30 instructors to keep watch.

Meanwhile, the first batch of students continued training in the camp to prepare for their upcoming ambush mission. Most had a strong interest in their training, so they took it seriously.

The students were so serious that the instructors wondered if yesterday’s incident had stimulated them.

“Ambush mission, huh? That’s exciting. I will show the Magical Beasts how powerful I am tomorrow!”

“I think ambushing is much easier than scouting.”

“The two missions go hand in hand. If we did our scouting well, the success rate of our ambush would be higher.”

“Indeed, the success of an ambush is one aspect, but the more crucial thing about scouting is evacuating without the beasts discovering you.”

Moss got bored as he listened to the students’ discussions. He looked toward the Magical Beast territory in deep thought, but it looked like he was daydreaming.

Kevin felt gratified when he felt the students’ enthusiasm for learning and training. But he was puzzled shortly after when he looked at Moss.

‘What is B-666 doing? Did yesterday’s incident stimulate him?’

Kevin wanted to approach Moss, but after some thought, he decided against it. He retraced his steps and stood rooted. He knew if Moss faced problems, he could only grow by solving them independently. Kevin looked at Moss thoughtfully before turning to leave.

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When training finally ended, the Guardians saw their captain still daydreaming. They approached him one after another.

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“Training is over, Moss. Let’s eat together. I heard the cafeteria is serving delicious steaks today!” Alan wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with sparkling eyes.

“Come one, let’s go,” the other Guardians urged.

“You guys go ahead. I’ll keep Moss company for a while.” Mill noticed Moss was not his typical self, so she sent the others away.

It just so happened that she also wanted to chat with Moss. Seeing that the others were far away, Mill moved closer to her captain and looked in the direction where he was staring blankly. She said in a low voice, “Are you concerned about tomorrow’s mission?”

Moss heard Mill’s sweet voice and nodded, but he still stared into the distance. A moment later, he turned to look at Mill. He saw beads of sweat on her forehead and looked into her concerned eyes.

“I-Is there something on my face?” Mill instinctively touched her face.

“No, it’s okay.” Moss smiled. “How are your preparations going?”

Mill nodded slightly.

The two chatted under a ginkgo tree for an hour about their childhood, professional competition, and the training program. Mill had never talked to Moss alone for so long before, so she had a deeper understanding of Moss.

Moss felt weird after chatting with Mill for so long. He didn’t intend to talk that morning, but he felt a warmth in his heart when he noticed Mill’s inquisitive expression. He also felt delighted as they chatted.

Growl!

Mill’s stomach let out a disappointing cry, and she blushed. Moss held back his laughter and pulled her to the cafeteria.

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Moss did not train that afternoon. Instead, he went to look for Hank to ask him some questions.

Hank was thrilled when he saw Moss. “Take a seat, Moss. What would you like to discuss today?” Hank knew Moss was there to ask him questions.

“I want to know more about dark and death classes,” Moss did not beat around the bush.

Hank hesitated and pondered, but he still answered, “Death and dark classes are essentially the same as other classes. We only called them that because the source of their powers differs from a holy class, like a holy alchemist, for example.

“I will tell you about the death class first,” Hank drank a mouthful of water and continued, “Death is an extreme and powerful class. They can toughen their bodies and build immunity to ice and electric attacks. One from a death class needs to kill people, but in the later stages, it goes against the class’s original purpose.

“The dark class is similar, but its power source comes from darkness, hence the name. For example, the Dark Warrior class’s Darkness skill reduces the user’s HP to deal massive damage to their opponents.

“Since the dark class’s power comes from darkness itself, one has to use extreme means to level up such as poison, curse, and absorption. Although dark and death classes quickly grow and their skills are formidable, their means of leveling up will significantly affect one’s mind.

“Still, evil and darkness cannot defeat justice and light. Moreover, classes were born to fight against Magical Beasts and protect humankind. If the spirit of a class like dark and death goes against that, more issues will eventually arise.”

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Moss felt that he had only talked with Hank for a short while, but two hours had passed in a blink of an eye. He realized Hank had a lot of work to do, so he thanked Hank and prepared to leave.

“Wait!” Hank stopped Moss and turned to comb through his bookshelf. Then he removed a book titled “Encyclopedia of Classes” and handed it to Moss, saying, “You can study this book.”

“I also want to congratulate you on your talent in taming and tell you that you’re contributing much to the knight class.”

Hank noticed Moss looking at him in surprise, so he continued smilingly, “A knight’s spirit makes it more substantial than other classes, even though each knight develops a different potential.

Then he patted Moss’s shoulder and said earnestly, “Knights are bright and great. They are the source of all classes and the symbol of protection. Now that you have an excellent foundation, you must persevere.”

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Moss’s heart surged at that moment, and he was grateful for Hank’s help. He was in an excellent mood as he bid farewell to Hank and left.

He felt enlightened when he left Hank’s office and had a clear path to his inevitable class evolution.

Moss had previously thought he would need to kill people if he became a death knight, and now that Hank had confirmed it, he no longer wanted to become one, even if it were formidable. It went against his chivalrous spirit, after all.

Meanwhile, Dark Knights got their powers from pure darkness, and Moss had witnessed its power when he fought Arthur.

A Dark Knight’s skills involved poison, curses, and so on, which he was not ashamed of. However, it also went against his chivalrous spirit.

Moss had already confirmed that he would evolve into a Great Holy Knight, so he opened his system interface in his mind. After combing through it, he saw the mount’s growth condition—to grow alongside its owner.

“I should bring the sheep to a Mystic Realm for a spin,” Moss muttered.

Moss went to the Mystic Realm to gain experience and increase his spiritual power. He thought about training against subjects he did not like and decided to go into the Mystic Realms instead.

Coincidentally, there were still two Ancient Knight Mystic Realms he had yet to conquer. He went to the training grounds and brought his juvenile Bloodthirsty Bighorn Sheep to the realms.

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Moss had nothing to do while waiting for the announcement of the rewards he would get from the Mystic Realm’s quest, so he decided to give his sheep a name.

“Since you were the seventh sheep, why don’t I call you Little Seven?.”

He heard the sheep’s excited baas and knew it was satisfied with its new name.

“All right, then that’s what I will call you.”

The sheep stood on its hind legs and kicked excitedly. Moss happily interacted with Little Seven when an old recording sounded, “Congratulations on completing spatial rift nine, B-666. You have acquired 5% experience from spatial rift nine.

“You have fully demonstrated a knight’s spirit and will to protect. You have also killed the Mystic Realm Boss. You will now receive an Interspace Ring as a reward. Spatial rift nine is now closed, and its reopening time is unknown.”

Moss smiled when he heard of the Interspace Ring. He excitedly stroked Little Seven’s head and said, “I finally have a place for you to stay.”