Zhang Yun's test results were announced.
[Strength Growth Rate: D-]
[Agility Growth Rate: D-]
[Spirit Growth Rate: D+]
[Physique Growth Rate D-]
[Attribute Correction Rate: D]
[Experience Conversion Rate: D]
[No awakened ability]
[Overall Evaluation: D-grade Professional]
Zhang Yun could not help but smile bitterly when he heard the result. He then let out a sigh. As expected, he received a 'D' in almost all of the categories.
He was basically an ordinary mortal. Zhang Yun had no talent and no golden finger. Even the knowledge he had before he transmigrated was completely useless.
In this life, Zhang Yun was still an insignificant pebble among the masses.
He could only rush about just to survive.
The flat-chested female teacher in front of Zhang Yun was wearing a white shirt and black glasses. She looked at Zhang Yun nervously.
"Are you…alright? Do you want to reawaken again?"
The teacher was a little worried that this student, who had awakened the worst talent four times in a row, would consider committing suicide.
Zhang Yun might jump down from the roof of the school building. By then, he would be done for.
It was a natural response. Zhang Yun had worked harder and persevered more than anyone else, but in the end, he got such results. It could be considered the worst awakened talent in human history. If it were the teacher, she would definitely not be able to stand it.
Zhang Yun gently shook his head and showed a polite smile. He slowly spoke with pauses in between sentences.
"No."
"Two years."
"I reawakened four times in total."
"Every time, the overall rating is D."
"The result will probably be the same even if I try a fifth time."
"I…give up!"
His last remark was filled with helplessness, bitterness, and all kinds of memories of Zhang Yun's two years of hard cultivation.
He had tried.
He gave his best.
Zhang Yun wanted to change his fate.
The classes had boundaries.
The goddess of fate did not favor Zhang Yun at all, nor did she pity his hardships. She only granted a meager reward. Hence, Zhang Yun was merely a low-level professional with some qualifications but no talent.
On the other hand, some geniuses and wealthy second generations were born with a golden key in their mouths. Without doing anything, they could stand at the peak beyond Zhang Yun's reach.
This was life.
It was fraught with injustice from the very beginning.
However, what else could humans do apart from lying flat on the ground and savoring a scrumptious potato chip on the dock?
The female teacher continued to ask, "Have you decided what class you want to change to? Or…do you give up on your path?"
Zhang Yun looked at the various class introductions on the wall. The available classes consisted of the following: Knight, Archer, Priest, and other common ones. There were also a few rare classes.
"Priest. I want to change my class to become a healer."
Hearing this, the female teacher thought for a moment and expressed her analysis in a low voice.
"Yes, since your Spirit Growth Rate is D+, you can become a priest. Although the probability of advancing is very low, you can still form a party to fight low-level dungeons and secret realms. You will have no problems supporting your family."
The teacher added, "No matter what, it's still better than working."
Zhang Yun did not know how to respond. He could only remain silent as he had the same thoughts.
After all, this was a world dominated by professionals. As long as one could become a professional, no matter how bad their awakened talent was and regardless of class, it was definitely better than being an ordinary mortal who could not even truss a chicken.
Professionals were a symbol of status and class. All trades and professions were inseparable from them.
For illustration:
A water mage could easily put out a fire in the forest, but ordinary firefighters would take days to resolve it, and there was even the possibility of casualties.
For logistics and transportation, a summoner and a teleportation mage working together could send a delivery to people's homes in about ten minutes. Ordinary logistics companies would take a few days.
A priest could cure a patient with a single healing spell, but an ordinary doctor might not even be able to identify the illness.
In animal taming, a druid could transform into a cuckoo and communicate with animals without violence, but ordinary people had to rely on beatings and rewards to slowly teach the other party.
Of course, it was also possible for ordinary mortals to become elites in various industries.
But professionals would get core positions more easily than ordinary people. The two could be divided into Piltwoof and Zuan. The former's privileges were far greater than the latter. If one could choose the former, a mortal would definitely not consider the latter.
Even the top positions were completely controlled by the professionals. Ordinary mortals would never be able to step into it.
As for Zhang Yun…
He was a transmigrator, but at the same time, he was also a native.
Meaning to say, he didn't transmigrate midway but lived a new life after being birthed from his mother's womb.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yun's parents passed away in an accident when he was 8 years old. He also didn't have grandparents at home. However, he had a younger-looking aunt who could be mistaken for a primary school student. His aunt raised him with great difficulty.
Apart from mentioned, Zhang Yun's aunt also had two 10-year-old twin daughters. The three of them looked almost identical to each other and even liked to wear the same cute style of clothes. As a result, people would always mistake them for Zhang Yun's triplets when they walked on the street.
As for the uncle who was supposed to be persecuted and cuffed, he left at the same time as Zhang Yun's parents. If Zhang Yun's aunt hadn't given birth then, she would have been with Zhang Yun's parents.
The class change process was swift. The female teacher took out a 'Class Change Certificate' and handed it to Zhang Yun.
Zhang Yun had been granted the priest's class. He could learn healing skills then.
After leveling up, the four attributes would also grow and increase according to the unique point-adding rules of priests. The distribution was different from other classes.
But…
Most of Zhang Yun's attribute growth rate was at the lowest D-grade.
This meant that the attribute points Zhang Yun would receive for each level up would be much less than those with the same class.
Whether as a professional or as a priest, Zhang Yun was born handicapped. He was at the bottom of the food chain and had almost no room for promotion.
"Zhang Yun. Changing your class means you have graduated from our school. Have you settled…everything?"
Zhang Yun replied softly, "Yes. I understand. I have already packed everything. I'll just stay here for one more night. Tomorrow at 7 in the morning, I'll leave by car."
The female teacher nodded in satisfaction. She stood up from her chair and began to clean up her desk. She was looking forward to enjoying the happiest time of the day—getting off work.
"Let me remind you. Once you return to your city, you should head to the guild established by our school if you failed to get any good arrangements. The people there will arrange some suitable tasks for you. They will also help you with your future path."
Zhang Yun politely replied, "Alright. Teacher, thank you."
"..."
After bidding farewell to the female teacher in charge of the class change, Zhang Yun returned to his dormitory alone.
Looking at the empty dormitory building, Zhang Yun couldn't help but sigh.
"Finally, it's over! From tomorrow onwards, it will be the first day I become a priest. I'll be lying flat on my back. Maybe I should have a good meal to celebrate tonight?"
After thinking for a while, Zhang Yun gave up on this idea. He had no money. He also did not have a job. He couldn't spend the living expenses that his aunt gave him like this.
Zhang Yun sighed, "Forget it. I'll make do with a bowl of instant noodles and go to bed soon. I'll get up early tomorrow and take the bus home."
In the next second, Zhang Yun recalled something.
"Oh, that's right! I still have to bring some fresh local specialties from this city to Qiqi and Nono tomorrow morning. I can't forget about this."
It was a quiet night.
On the following day, Zhang Yun's alarm clock, which was set at 5:50 in the morning, did not ring. Zhang Yun only managed to wake up abruptly 10 minutes later.
This was because the system notification bar had been bugging him ever since he had changed his class to priest.
"F*ck! What is this?! Do professionals have to experience the pain of being woken up by system notifications every morning?"
Zhang Yun opened his eyes speechlessly and called out the system prompt bar. He wanted to see what the ruckus was about. The system prompt kept ringing.
[System Notice: Your shadow has switched to Shadow Lord.]
Zhang Yun was dumbfounded.
[System Notice: Your shadow dislikes you for being weak and has decided to take you flying.]
Zhang Yun couldn't understand what was going on.
[System Notice: Your shadow has used the skill "Shadow Gate" and entered the Shadow Plane!]
Zhang Yun couldn't keep up with the developments.
[System Notice: Please cooperate with your shadow and trace the history of other planes in the Shadow Plane. Find a suitable hero's soul. Cultivate the other party's strength and the favorability of your shadow. Then, use the skill "Shadow Contract" and contract the other party as a Shadow Hero who will become absolutely loyal to you!]
[Lastly, create your own Shadow Legion!]
[Sovereign Descent!]
Zhang Yun was at a loss for words.
This!
Could this be the golden finger of a transmigrator?
It was late, but it arrived nonetheless!