Chapter Forty-Three: Trouble Comes

"I remember...... My attributes were integers before, right? Why did you add 3 points to them all?"

Yang Ming thought suspiciously, then covered his face and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Speechless...... I'm sure I'm infected by the intelligence of this broken system. I'm also cultivating, and cultivation generally gets stronger, and the rise in rank will undoubtedly make me stronger, and it is already low to raise so many points to raise so many points after such a high level. ”

"Is my qualification so low? It takes me from the early peak to the middle peak to increase my attribute value by 3 points, or is the gap between the first order and the spiritual power?"

"It seems that when the time comes, we have to find someone who is familiar with these to ask and ask, otherwise in the future, even if we know how much the enemy's level is higher than ourselves, but I don't know how much the gap is, and the saddest thing is not to be like this. ”

Yang Ming can know the enemy's level through his probing skills, but it is useless to know it, and he doesn't know how big the gap is with himself at all.

Yang Ming forgot one point, that is, the highest attribute of ordinary people is 10 points, and it may not be possible to increase a little attribute value for more than ten years, let alone 3 points, so it is very scary to increase a few points.

"Forget it, these things are not in a hurry, first improve the strength and then say, the strength exists, will you still care about the level of others? Just kidding, ignore the other party every minute. ”

"Whew!"

Yang Ming exhaled deeply.

"Strength! You need strength to do whatever you want! If you don't fight with others, the conflicts of others will also involve you. If you don't even have the strength to protect yourself, how can you talk about living the life you want to live?"

"Huh, so many missed calls, 32 missed calls, I wipe them, they're poisonous, they're so boring!"

Yang Ming took out his mobile phone and looked at it casually, there were a bunch of missed calls, and 30 of them were unknown calls, and the remaining two were Li Yiran's.

"Why did this guy call me? And who made 30 calls? Is it funny to play a prank?"

Yang Ming frowned slightly, and then clicked on Li Yiran's phone and dialed out.

As soon as the bell rang, Li Yiran picked it up. Without waiting for Yang Ming to speak, Li Yiran spewed out desperately like a chain cannon.

"Damn! I said, Yang Ming! What kind of plane have you been doing in the past three days? Which girl are you going to go on a date? Why are you still three days? If you don't call me now, I think you're going to be squeezed dry!"

Originally, his spirit was not good, Lin Yiran kept spraying, and his voice was unusually loud.

Yang Ming tilted his head, put the phone far away, his face was full of black lines, and he couldn't wait to teleport from the mobile phone route to Li Yiran's side, press him to the ground and rub him, so that he knew that if he said one more word, next year's Qingming Festival would be his festival.

"Get out! Lao Tzu is not you! clean yourself!"

"Oh, huh, yes? I guess you drank too much three days ago, and you can't even remember the route home, and you were taken home and imprisoned by a fat woman......

When Li Yiran was still about to speak, Yang Ming suddenly interrupted his speech.

"Wait, wait, three days? Are you sure your brain isn't pumping?"

"I'm rubbing! I think it's you who just have a brain pump! Are you stupid about three days?"

Li Yiran unceremoniously slammed back.

"You're so chic! You don't call me brother! Go back to school and let you know how good my brother is. Also, remember to bring your younger siblings out next time!"

"Three days?"

Yang Ming muttered to himself?

"You just know?!"

Li Yiran broke another piece of news.

"I'll tell you! You're in trouble! You've been chic for the past three days, but you've been miserable brother, do you remember that you had to take the exam two days ago? Why are you not playing well? You actually play missing? You don't know how angry Lao Ban is, and how many phone calls he has made to you, don't you know? Finally, you came to me and where you went. ”

"How do I know where you're fooling around! You kid can! I didn't even answer the phone from the old class, and the old class said that you were the first person not to answer her phone, so be proud! I don't know how many people in the old class want to get the phone call! You still don't answer it. ”

Li Yiran teased Yang Ming in a calm tone.

"Tut-tut, brother, I see you're flying into the sky. ”

"Lao Ban? Those 30 calls were made by Lao Ban?"

Yang Ming asked rhetorically.

"Damn! 30 of you're too much!"

Li Yiran suddenly shouted, asking Yang Ming to quickly put the phone far away, in case he would hurt his nerves again.

"Can you please stop yelling?!!"

"Yang Ming! You were actually called 30 times by the old class?!"

Li Yiran ignored Yang Ming's complaints, his tone was extremely angry and sour, and his voice became louder.

"Let's not talk about these unimportant ......"

"What doesn't matter?!You don't even know the preciousness of the old class phone?!Two hundred and one numbers, brother!"

"If you say it so loudly, I will definitely not spare you! I am in a little sore now, do you want me to lose my spirit?!"

Yang Ming closed his eyes tightly and held back his anger from exploding.

"What's wrong with you? You can't really lose your spirits, do you?"

“……”

Yang Ming was speechless when he heard this, and he didn't want to linger on this topic.

"What did you say to my old class, that I was out on a date?"

"Not so. ”

Li Yiran said indifferently.

“……”

Yang Ming couldn't hold back his anger, and blood vessels faintly appeared on his forehead.

"Anyway, you have to be ready! The anger of the old class is not low, and his temper is more terrifying than that of the eldest aunt these days. ”

Li Yiran kindly reminded Yang Ming if the tone of his voice was not gloating......

“……”

Yang Ming didn't know what to say, so he had to sigh helplessly.

Alas, trouble is coming again, it's just a wave of unsettled waves!

"Whew!"

Yang Ming took a deep breath.

"I won't tell you yet, let's go back to school tomorrow. ”

"No, come out tonight, old place!

As soon as Li Yiran finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.

“……”

You think you're my object?!

Yang Ming looked at his phone and complained silently.

It's really annoying, too many things have happened in the past few days, very irritable, a bunch of bad things to deal with, and the spirit is not clear when it will recover, the spirit is really the dominant in the human body, even if the body is very healthy, once the spirit is weak, then it will be useless, it is equivalent to the enemy's figure can't be seen and touched, how can you fight? You can't react to hit a hammer!

"But ......"

Yang Ming looked at his wounded hands.

"It's better to heal your minor injury, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to Xu Qian, the head teacher. ”

"This woman is really difficult, she is too kind. ”

"The worst thing is ......"

Yang Ming's face was confused and overwhelmed.

"I ...... Killed. ”

Looking up at the sky, a sense of fear came to my eyes.

"It's a feeling...... It's disgusting!"