Reincarnated as a bamboo rat, it begins its extreme survival struggle.

"Why choose the bard? Ah... maybe it's because I like him."

Edu thought for a while, but he couldn't give Bell a definite reason. He could only say that he liked it this way.

But at this point, Bale understood; without Edu continuing, Bale could comprehend him.

You can't stop someone from liking something. Just like Bear Grylls loves playing survival games. He can spend half a day mining in the game with a pickaxe without getting tired, day after day, enjoying it immensely.

Edu, whose dream is to become a bard, has clearly done a lot of research on the profession.

During his time as a menial adventurer earning extra money, he inquired about the profession from many bards.

To become a bard, one must first feel the magic and use songs to influence it; this is an essential course for becoming a bard.

This was easy for Edu, since as a half-human, he was born with magical power within him.

Moreover, having used [beast language] for many years, he can also use sound waves to generate magic.

The basic skills that many novice bards need to practice for years are not difficult for Edu; with a little training, he can do them very well.

After acquiring the basics, those who wish to become bards must learn three low-level poems to obtain certification from the Bards' Guild and become low-level bards.

Next, to advance as a bard, one needs to master a greater number and more effective variety of poems and musical instruments.

Those bards who were adventuring were training themselves while carrying out missions, and saving money to prepare for further studies at different music academies in various places.

To become a high-ranking bard, one cannot simply sing simple poems; one also needs extensive knowledge of music theory, as well as dance, literature, and history.

Only in this way can bards create their own long epic poems and be promoted to epic singers.

"So, this profession is very expensive..."

After hearing Edu's description, Bell exclaimed, "This is a damn expensive profession."

Who goes through life-or-death situations in dangerous places just to save money to continue their studies? Medical students, perhaps? Doing free internships while pursuing a master's degree?

Just hearing Edu's description, Bell was completely stunned.

"However, I've heard from those senior bards that female bards often progress faster than male bards among commoners. They say it's a gender advantage, not a matter of talent or ability, but I don't know what they mean by that."

During the storytelling, Eduard told Bel about something that the bards he had met before had mentioned.

He didn't know why these seniors would burst into laughter when they talked about this, their laughter mixed with three parts disdain, three parts envy, three parts indignation, and one part sadness.

Whenever Edu asked his seniors this question, they would tell him, "You'll understand when you grow up."

But Edu couldn't understand what was going on, and why he had to grow up to understand.

"However, Mr. Bell probably doesn't know either. We'll investigate why this is happening later."

Edu was very naive, while Bale, standing in front of him, had an expression that had changed.

A sweaty soybean.

Fortunately, the flames concealed his body, otherwise Bell's convulsing and distorted expression would have been impossible to hide.

"Well, that's something I should study when I grow up."

When Bale first heard Edu's statement, he didn't quite understand.

But after a moment's thought, Belle declared that she not only understood, but understood very well, almost to the point of striking an accordion pose and declaring, "No one understands the bard better than me."

Hey, this isn't about the profession of a bard. It's about the employment situation for music, art, and physical education majors in another world.

High-end painting, singing debut, dancing youth—all these ultimately become distorted in the face of the real job market.

This industry can only accommodate so many people; those who can't keep up will be eliminated.

Where can they go after being eliminated? They'll have to figure it out themselves.

In terms of the overall social atmosphere, things like seeking out "golden pigs" should be criticized and condemned.

But for each individual, there are few jobs that can compare to one that only requires working a few nights a week and offers a fairly good salary.

Especially for those who are not yet ready to stop here and want to devote themselves to moving up the ladder, but who need a source of income, they are able to do these special things.

Bell shook his head, banishing these jumbled thoughts from his mind.

He was afraid that if he thought about it any further, he would come up with some scenes that couldn't be broadcast, which would lead to the entire book being banned.

"To be honest, I don't know much about the poetry required to become a bard, but I should be able to help you with music theory."

Smoothing his twitching ahoge (cowlick), Bell sorted out his human thoughts.

In his memory, there were all the songs he had heard in his previous life. These were valuable things that Bell retrieved from his memory bank after obtaining the [Wisdom of Fire].

Although he didn't know the level of music theory in this world, Bell felt that the music appreciation he had developed through nine years of compulsory education should be enough to guide a prospective bard.

"Really? You also know music theory!"

Upon hearing Bell's words, Edu appeared extremely excited.

He is quite passionate about music, and he pays close attention to all information related to music.

Moreover, he has a large musical reserve. Even if he can't explain the music theory, he can reproduce these classic melodies and let Edu figure it out on his own.

Melodies don't lie; these pieces are incredibly artistic, several stories high.

"Let me think about it. I'll hum a few lines for you later so you can get a feel for it. I'm pretty good, you know."

With confidence, Bell patted his chest and retrieved a simple song from his memory, a song that could be sung in words only. He was going to bring a little entertainment shock to the people of this other world.

To get into the zone, Bell recalled the singer's posture from his memory, a very innocent smile appearing on his face, feeling his intelligence declining.

"Ah, that's the feeling! This is a singing style that traditional singers can't learn. My MC spirit is burning!"

He felt his tongue grow larger, his speech became unclear, and it was mixed with an exaggerated accent.

Clearing his throat slightly, Bell exhaled two short breaths, followed by a sentence:

"1! 5! Dude, I'm rapping for you!"

LTC, the Otherworldly Bamboo Rat!

My name is Bell, Fireburnsonitstail…

Thanks to the readers for the monthly tickets. I thought about the last paragraph for a long time. Maybe I'll write a complete 'Mouseood' in the future, just like a whole story.

You can also write in the comments section, isn't it fun to make people laugh?

Chapter 24 Huh? I understand!

Bell started singing as soon as he opened his mouth, shaking his head and twitching his hands up and down, as if a reformer had overdone it.

But as his voice spread, the surrounding environment subtly changed.

First came a large amount of smoke, which billowed from the surrounding dead branches and leaves, enveloping Bell's camp within seconds.

Then, upon hearing the song, Edu was filled with rage. The veins on his arms bulged, and the rush of blood made his otherwise muscular arm swell up noticeably. With a casual tug, he pulled the bamboo beside him into a C-shape.

"Clap-"

Even the resilient bamboo couldn't withstand the immense force erupting from Edu's arm, and was snapped in two with a crisp crack.

This loud noise interrupted Bell's passionate performance.

After the song ended, the environmental anomalies quietly ceased, the smoke rapidly dissipated, and Edu, who had torn the bamboo, sat blankly in place. Even Bell, who had performed a short rap, hadn't expected this to happen.

"Uh... this song can have this effect?!"

The flame-shaped tuft of hair on his forehead turned into an exclamation mark. Bell recalled the feeling of rapping, and his desire to explore surged.

He discovered that when he rapped, the magic of the surrounding environment resonated with him.

Upon acquiring the [Wisdom of Fire], Bell was able to sense but not utilize the magic, which became active in his rap.

"What's the principle behind this? Is it sound resonance, mental energy at work, or some other principle?"

Bell was curious about the current situation, while Edu in front of him had starry eyes.

"That's a rogue's 'Smoke Screen' skill and a priest's 'Rage' skill, my god! One song with two skill effects!"

Although the phenomenon caused by Bell's shout was not large in scale, the fact that the song could have two skill effects at the same time already revealed its extraordinary nature.

Moreover, as a demi-human, Edu was quite sensitive to magic. He could sense that there was no magic flowing through Bell's body when Bell sang the song.

This is extremely unusual. According to Edu's understanding of the bard profession, being able to imbue songs with magical effects without using magic is something only high-level bards can do.

In that instant, Edu was awestruck by Bale; Bale's figure seemed incredibly tall in his eyes.

He trembled, knelt down, and two streams of clear tears and snot flowed down his face.

"Mr. Bell...slurp...I want to learn rap!"

In this situation, Bell scratched his head a few times, pondering the various possibilities of rapping triggering magic. Edu's familiar appearance gave Bell a real headache.

Thankfully, this kid isn't very educated, so he won't blurt out something like, "Edu has wandered half his life; if you, sir, do not abandon him, Edu is willing to..."

"In that case, after you deliver the intelligence, I'll hire you to teach me human languages. In return, I'll teach you to rap. How about that?"

Bell said casually, he didn't have much thought about talking about rap or anything like that. It's just humming a song, what's the big deal?

But to Edu, Bell's words were the most beautiful words in the world. He felt that Bell was a messenger of God, a blessing that was unimaginable in reality.

benefit.

I was saved by Mr. Bell when I was in danger today, and this is an immense debt of gratitude that I can never repay.