Chapter 1 The Hidden Dead Angle

The steel rod, as thick as a rice bowl, shot into the sky, piercing the shadow puppet. The rippling energy it contained corroded the paper figure's flat body like sulfuric acid.

The gash at its waist began to fade, soften, and rapidly spread toward the torso and limbs.

Eerie blue flames ignited for no reason, and the paper shell turned into flying ashes.

Unbearable pain made the paper figure want to scream, but the speed of the blue flames was much faster than its scream.

A gust of night wind, carrying chills, slowly blew, scattering the ashes into nothing.

Killed Shadow Spirit 1/1

Chang Rui's mission "Shadow Play" is complete.

Player's overall performance: A-, game coins and experience points increased to 135%

Reward settlement in progress.

"Eh, it's dead already?"

Li Ang was quite disappointed. As the steel rod in free fall was about to land, he used the Shattered Object Scattering skill again, using the bàozhà shockwave to slightly slow down the steel rod, and then caught it lightly and steadily.

This shadow spirit was so fragile and weak that it only provided him with 135 experience points and game currency, not even enough to fill the gap between his teeth. No wonder the system only gave an overall rating of A-.

Bullying weak chickens... is actually quite fun.

Li Ang shook his head, put away the steel rod, and after confirming that no one was around, he walked out of the alley, took out a coin, and rode the rocking car again.

"Daddy's daddy is called grandpa~ Daddy's mommy is called grandma~"

Meeting a worthy opponent, encountering a talented opponent, no matter how many times Li Ang rides, he will never get tired of this unrestrained joy.

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One week later, in the classroom.

As the saying goes, a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Li Ang's respected homeroom teacher, Shi Qingsong, was still at home recovering from his illness. Replacing him to teach the class was a young woman named Tang Hanyi, who graduated from a prestigious university.

Long hair, round-rimmed glasses, professional attire, a quiet and gentle temperament, and a beautiful appearance.

Twenty-three years old, she is a people's teacher.

"Teacher Tang, how should I do this question?"

Li Ang raised his arm high, with a look of thirst for knowledge.

Tang Hanyi said with a smile, "Student Li Ang, you should think for yourself."

Li Ang turned the pen, "Well... I don't quite understand the idea of this question, can you guide me?"

Tang Hanyi shook her head and said softly, "No, please be quiet."

Li Ang frowned and said, "Teacher Tang, you are wrong. Isn't it natural for a people's teacher to guide students in doing problems?"

Tang Hanyi took a deep breath, almost unable to maintain her gentle and dignified smile, "Now is the exam time. If you don't keep quiet, Student Li Ang, I'll ask you to stand outside."

"Okay."

Li Ang nodded and wrote on the test paper: "Answer omitted."

Tang Hanyi, who was standing in front of the desk watching him do the questions, was almost choked by her own saliva, the veins in the corners of her eyes twitched, and she silently left Li Ang's desk.

Tang Hanyi is fluent in English, Russian, German, French, Spanish, Japanese, Korean, and alabo, and has a Master of Laws degree and a Doctor of Foreign Languages and Literature degree at the young age of twenty-three. She is the elite of the elite.

It was more than enough for her to guide high school students in history.

In fact, in order to avoid the school being too surprised, she deliberately lowered her education level.

In addition to her identity as a people's teacher, Tang Hanyi is also an employee of the Special Affairs Bureau, and is hiding in Yin City Experimental Middle School with a small team of field personnel.

At this stage, the Special Affairs Bureau's human resources are quite limited. It is naturally impossible to squeeze out such a field team to place in Experimental Middle School to supervise students to study hard and make progress every day.

Tang Hanyi's security clearance is not enough to know the task that the team itself is responsible for.

She only vaguely knows that it may be related to the abnormal phenomenon of Qianhua Road—

—Yin City Experimental Middle School happens to be located on the geographical key node of this series of abnormal phenomena.

Tang Hanyi doesn't know further classified intelligence. She has not yet obtained player qualifications, and is only lurking in Experimental Middle School as an intelligence information analyst.

"I thought this job would be easy,"

Standing on the podium, Tang Hanyi glanced almost imperceptibly at Li Ang, who was buried in writing below, and roared in her heart: "I didn't expect this brat to be so annoying, ahhhhh!"

Seemingly aware of the kind gaze of the acting homeroom teacher, Li Ang raised his head and smiled slightly at Tang Hanyi, causing the latter to feel a chill down her spine, and hurriedly lowered her head to pretend to examine the test paper.

After finishing the test paper hastily, Li Ang supported his head with one hand, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window, but in fact he was browsing the goods on the mall shelves in his mind.

The Killing Game is still in its early stages, and the mall function is not fully expanded. There are only twenty items on the shelves, which are refreshed every day.

The quality of these equipment, props, or skills ranges from common to rare and perfect.

The prices also vary greatly, ranging from 2,000 game coins to tens of thousands.

There are extreme speed alloy short swords that can complete twenty slashes per second,

Pioneer flintlocks that take a minute to reload each time, but the power of the bullet is comparable to a main battle tank shell,

An Old Empire long-handled broadsword with a total length of 40 meters,

A set of gauntlets called Goliath's Fists that can launch the user's fists,

A permanent cat transformation potion that cat lovers may be ecstatic about,

A carload of coal briquettes with super delicious strawberry flavor that has no special effects other than filling hunger,

As well as a Willing Bait fishing rod that allows the user to catch big fish 100% of the time.

In all fairness, the special effects of these products are actually quite good, but the prices are generally too high, with a premium of about two or three times compared to the equipment and props sold by players on the luntan (forum).

Players generally believe that it is only cost-effective to buy from the mall shelves when extremely powerful and rare items are refreshed.

In the luntan, some players who used to be micro-businessmen keenly smelled business opportunities and spontaneously formed gold farming teams. They collect information on the mall items refreshed by everyone every day,

And raise funds to purchase some rare equipment and props that are not yet sold in the real world, in order to earn cash rewards.

A lot of players have made a lot of money through this method, and many micro-business accounts post related posts on the luntan all day long.

Congratulations to Ms. Wang Dazhuang, the founder of the gold farming team, for happily mentioning a Boeing 737 private jet. Ms. Wang Dazhuang has been working hard for three months since joining the gold farming team and happily mentioned the plane. A new female gold farmer, business in her left hand, family in her right. She is enthusiastic, generous, and full of youthful spirit. Buying a big plane is just to let the families of the gold farming team have a trip to the sky.

Such posts are endless in the black market replacement page, which makes the luntan management team very annoyed and headache, and the moderators have to put these micro-businessmen into the small black room.