The NPC at the job change office was a silly giant panda with a voice like a little boy. Its chubby paws rested on the counter, and its bright eyes looked at Ruan Qiao: “Hello, do you want to change jobs?”
Ruan Qiao nodded. The counter was very long, with a panda sitting behind it. There were many other players who were applying for job changes along with her.
Panda Brother clicked the red button on the desktop, and five career options appeared on the interface: “You can check the career introduction and related information of these five careers. If you are sure about your role, just click on the interface.”
Each profession has different skills and attribute points. For example, the killer has higher physical strength and the assassin has the highest agility.
Ruan Qiao didn’t hesitate much and directly chose the healer.
The little panda boy said in confusion, “Eh!” “Sister, you’re so fast! The class dungeon is about to begin. If you can successfully pass it, you’ll be qualified for that class.”
Ruan Qiao: …..She wouldn’t be told to enter any exam copy to take the practicing physician qualification exam or something, right?
The little panda raised his eyes lazily, his dark pupils rolling around. “If you fail, you can only wait three days before you can try again.”
Ruan Qiao nodded: “I’m ready.”
Very soon, she entered the copy.
[Live audience loading……]
【Current number of viewers: 1/10000】
【Current number of viewers: 100/10000】
【Current number of viewers: 10000/10000】
Welcome intermediate player “Ruan Mianmian” to the professional dungeon [Hope Sanatorium]. The game scene will open in 3 seconds. Happy gaming!
Her vision went dark.
A row of small white words appeared in front of Ruan Qiao’s eyes.
In 1931,
Here, they sell hope.
The darkness around her faded away, and Ruan Qiao discovered that she was in a place that looked like a hospital ward.
The window of the room was high up, the yellow door was tightly locked, and the room was small. A pale electric light hung from the ceiling. The light fell on the floor, and as the light bulb swayed constantly, her shadow swayed with it.
The whole space seems a bit depressing and tense.
Ruan Qiao was sitting on a hospital bed covered with white sheets. There were some simple medical instruments beside her. There was a table under the window with some miscellaneous items on it, and a newspaper on the cabinet.
Opposite her stood a young woman who was also looking around the room, searching for clues.
The other person looked to be in her early twenties, with short hair, double eyelids, and was not tall. She was wearing a tight white nurse uniform and a nurse cap. She was the kind that you would not be able to locate in a crowd.
After waiting for half a minute, no more system prompts appeared.
It seems that she will have to figure out the following information on her own.
Seeing the other person dressed as a nurse, Ruan Qiao looked down at herself.
Fortunately, she was not in a hospital gown.
She herself was also wearing a white, tight-fitting nurse’s uniform that made her look like an angel.
There was a small white square hat in her hair, and the lovely girl was wearing a white dress with the hem reaching her knees. Her slender legs were extremely beautiful, and her white shoes and socks wrapped around her slender ankles. The shoes on her feet were also white
Her fair skin was tinged with a light red blush, and her dark eyes seemed to contain stars under the light.
There was a scream in the bullet screen.
[Bullet screen] [Xiu] Ahhhhhhhhh Mian Cotton Candy’s specialty! Nurse Mian! Too cute ahhhh!!
【Bullet screen】[Wei Tan] Cute, want to raise……
[Bullet screen] [Xiao Wen’an] There’s a newspaper on the table? Shouldn’t that give us some clues?
[Bullet screen] [101st] Hahahaha other people’s horror hospital VS Mianmian’s hospital
Because the live broadcast room was full, there were too many comments to watch.
【Reward】Viewer [Wonton Sweeping] Reward [Depth Bomb]*1
【Reward】Little cute master [Wonton Sweeping] reward [Depth Bomb]*1
【Reward】Cute master [Wonton Sweeping] Reward [Depth Bomb]*1
……
Rows of sudden bombs flashed before the audience’s eyes.
The person who threw the bomb soared all the way from being a cute little guy to becoming the only little overlord in the live broadcast room.
Such wealthy viewers can enjoy the treatment of highlighting and pinning the comments in the live broadcast room with extra-large fonts, and there will also be reminders when entering and leaving the live broadcast room.
So among the comments about confessing love to the anchor, reasoning about the plot, and a bunch of discussions about the copy, a highlighted bullet appeared.
[Bullet screen] [Little Overlord][Wonton Sweeping] The skirt is too short.
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