"Hmm...which professor should I choose..."

"Having so many choices is really a headache."

Willie was lying on his dormitory bed, surrounded by a pile of materials from various teachers sent by the college.

In the past, these people were all figures to be respected, even the king would give them face. But Vili was picking and choosing here, seemingly dissatisfied with none of them.

After all, in his opinion, none of these people were worthy of being his mentors; he was more suited to be their mentor.

"Plot...plot..."

888 has completely collapsed. The whole mouse is lying on one side, with only occasional body movements indicating that it is still breathing.

Having escaped the boring school life, Willy was in a good mood and even had the energy to comfort it.

"Didn't I do a great job?"

"Just like you said, fulfilling your duty as a supporting character and bullying the main character..."

He spoke slowly, but his smile was impossible to hide.

"But you've stolen all the limelight from the main character!"

888 suddenly sat up and shouted in grief and indignation.

"After all, I'm a beginner. Isn't it normal to overexert myself sometimes?" Vili didn't seem to care much.

Of course, he wouldn't tell 888 that all of this was something he had planned long ago.

Want him to attend school obediently for a year? Don't even think about it!

"Alright, help me pick a professor."

Willie frowned in annoyance, picked up the papers from the bed, and spread them out in a fan shape.

Others may not know, but Willy actually has a bit of decision-making difficulties, which is especially evident in some small matters.

It wasn't until he was taken to the principal's office that he learned that there was a concept in the magic of this world: the existence of beings who were adaptable to all types of magic.

For such a person, any kind of magic can be learned, and the so-called magical attribute is meaningless.

There has only been one such person in history, namely His Majesty the Aetheran, the founding principal of their school, who was omnipotent and almost divine.

Of course, there's a second one now.

Almost all the teachers in the college came to watch, and the atmosphere reached a new climax after he blew up the new magic measuring instrument for the second time.

Every professor was vying to take him on as their student, and they even started fighting each other, giving Vili a real taste of what a battle mage in this world was like.

After they were forcibly stopped, Willie was quite disappointed; he wanted to watch another two dollars' worth of shows.

Of course, some people raised questions, after all, Vili was just an ordinary fire mage with a meager magic power level of 59 before, so why did he suddenly become the level he is now?

But who cares about these things now?

This is only the second all-attribute mage in the world!

If you can become his mentor, your name will be recorded in the history of magic!

In the end, it was the headmaster who made the final decision. He was all smiles, but he still managed to maintain a kind expression and decided to let Willy choose the mentor he wanted to follow.

The latter's small request to skip class was, of course, granted without hesitation.

Let's go back to the present.

"I'm not in the mood for that!" 888 protested vehemently.

Its mind is now filled with the tragic future of failing its mission and being destroyed by the main god; it doesn't even have the strength to scream anymore.

Vili couldn't be bothered to indulge him.

"If you don't choose, then I'll choose this professor of healing studies, right? If I remember correctly, she's the mentor of the protagonist in the original work, isn't she..."

"Oh dear, poor Hill. If I were to win over my mentor first and ask to be her last disciple, I wonder if she would agree..."

"--no!!"

888 immediately sprang to life, and with a burst of strength from who knows where, its furry body leaped up and began running back and forth among the documents.

"Let me help you choose!"

The plan was successful.

Vili smirked, sat up, and stretched.

"Then it's up to you."

I'd prefer to choose one that has absolutely nothing to do with the original story.

Willie didn't voice his request, but he knew that 888 would do it on its own without him having to say it.

The poor system probably doesn't dare to expect its host to do any more tasks anymore; it just hopes the host can stay away from the protagonist and let the rest of the story continue.

Fortunately, that was also Vili's plan.

He traveled to this world to enjoy life! How could he be turned into a corporate slave who's constantly doing tasks?

Just as he was about to fall asleep, 888 finally slapped a piece of paper in front of him.

"This one is the one!"

It took a lot of searching and confirmation before it finally found this professor who was never mentioned in the original work.

It can be guaranteed that this person not only did not appear, but his name was not even mentioned in the original work!

Willy yawned lazily and unfolded the documents in his hand.

Name: Elro Greenwood

Research area: Necromancy

Background: Professor Greenwood is a reclusive and thoughtful researcher of necromancy. He is immersed in his field of research, focusing on exploring the latest techniques and mysteries of necromancy.

Research Achievements: Professor Greenwood is known as the "great restorer of necromancy" for his outstanding research. He was the first and only wizard to recreate a skeleton familiar, and his research papers are widely cited. He was awarded the highest honor in the wizarding world—the "Harry Potter Award."

Further down the page were only general, overly complimentary words. Willy put them down and stopped reading, instead getting lost in his own thoughts.

888 waited nervously for the verdict.

After a moment, Vili looked at it and, unusually, showed a good expression.

"You did a good job this time."

888's eyes widened, it started to blush, it swayed its body shyly, and finally even covered its face with its paws.

"I'm not that great... Am I really that good?"

"Yes, that's right." Willie didn't hold back his praise, waving the paper in his hand again. "You must be the best one in your system, right?"

"This is the first time I've seen a choice that suits my taste so well."

At this moment, it seemed as if little flowers were appearing around 888. The mouse was immersed in happiness and secretly resolved to be just as serious when helping its host next time.

I had no idea that I was being CPU'd by someone.

However, Willie wasn't bluffing; he was indeed very satisfied with this mentor.

In the original world, although he was known as the greatest magician with almost no weaknesses in magic, it did not mean that he was proficient in all magic.

After all, a person's energy is always limited.

Necromancy was just one branch he dabbled in.

Although I don't have high expectations for the level of magic in this world, the fact that this description is so exaggerated makes me a little excited.

Let me take a look—

Elro Greenwood, do you really deserve all these honors?