This kind of rocket-like development process is unique even in the rapidly developing network world, so as Lin Yun guessed, Yuan Yang was recognized as a famous genius.

After hearing this, Lin Yun couldn't help but praise: "You actually know so much about this company!" ”

"As a big fan of Extreme Survival, I know all the news around the game." Sugar Candy replied proudly.

While the two were talking, Lin Yun's vitality had recovered to twenty percent, and according to Tangtang, this was basically out of danger.

Lin Yun originally wanted to go to the portal to take a look, but Tangtang, as the master of Lin Yun's game, resolutely denied this opinion, in her opinion, Lin Yun must first have the ability to protect himself!

The best way to survive in the game for longer is to increase your level, and there's only one way to increase your level - kill other players.

Each time an opponent is killed, the player's level will increase by one level, and since the opponent's level conditions are not taken into account, usually low-level players are more likely to become prey.

Now that there is Sugar Candy with Lin Yun, it is not a difficult thing to kill some junior players.

But before that, Tangtang put forward a condition, that is, Lin Yun must leave contact information outside the game, so as not to find his figure from time to time.

In desperation, Lin Yun had to leave his WeChat and QQ, and became Tangtang's friend at that time.

Through QQ information, Lin Yun found that Tangtang was a girl of the same age as herself, with long hair and a shawl, and a delicate appearance, but she didn't expect such a beautiful girl to like this kind of violent game.

It's a pity that Tangtang and Lin Yun are not in the same city, otherwise Lin Yun would really want to meet this cheerful and smiling girl.

That night, under the plan of Sugar Candy to lure the enemy and attack by himself, Lin Yun successfully killed two junior players and raised the level to level three.

Lin Yun also snatched a long knife from one of the players, replaced the iron rod, and became his weapon.

Game time always flies, and when Lin Yun went offline and turned off, it was more than two o'clock in the morning, and he glanced at the black beans curled up on the bed and sleeping soundly, and he suddenly had the illusion of a plaything.

Lin Yun repeatedly told himself that he was playing extreme survival in order to find out Jiuyu and thus find out the whereabouts of the blood exchange group, which not only involved Yang Yingxuan's kidnapping, but also related to a secret in his heart......

If you want to meet Jiuyu, you must improve your ability in the game, which is undoubted, and it is reasonable to give up some real-life time for this.

While reassuring himself, Lin Yun began to meditate and breathe, and when he urged the "Emperor Extreme Qi Dispersion Technique" again, he suddenly felt that the metal short stick in his hand seemed to be a little different from usual.

Normally, when Lin Yun was cultivating, although he also held this piece of metal in his hand, he basically couldn't feel its existence, as if he was holding a ball of air, and there was almost no weight.

However, this time it was very different, the metal was not only getting heavier and heavier, but even becoming extremely hot, holding it in the palm of your hand, like holding a hot soldering iron, which was unbearable.

Lin Yun opened his eyes and saw that the surface of the metal was fiery red, as if it had been burned red, and the heat was leaking from the inside out.

Worried about causing damage to the ground, Lin Yun didn't dare to throw it directly at home, so he suddenly jumped over, went out of the window, and threw the short stick on the grass in the courtyard.

As soon as the stick touched the ground, it burned the grass around it to a charred black, but it quickly cooled down and returned to its original appearance.

Lin Yun carefully picked up the short stick, it was as warm as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Could it be that all this is just his own illusion, Lin Yun glanced at the scorched black on the grass, and immediately realized that those were all true!

Lin Yun couldn't figure it out, so he could only try to slowly release the breath in his dantian and inject it into that piece of metal like he did just now.

In an instant, there was a burning pain in Lin Yun's palm, and the scene just now appeared again.

Seeing that the short stick instantly turned red, Lin Yun threw it down again, leaving a charred black on the grass.

Confirming that it was his own aura that caused the change in metal, Lin Yun looked at his palm blankly, if this was the case, then why didn't this happen when he cultivated before?

At this time, a thought suddenly flashed in Lin Yun's mind, the only person this short stick had come into contact with besides himself was ...... Wang Ye!

During the day, Wang Ye used this short stick to inexplicably injure many gangsters, and now that I think about it, maybe it is really the credit of this special metal.

Thinking of this, Lin Yun squatted down, took a closer look, and suddenly found a residual crimson color on the surface of the short stick.

This is...... Blood!

When Wang Ye used the short stick as a weapon before, there was a lot of blood left on it, although it was cleaned by Lin Yun afterwards, due to the rush of time, there were still a lot of dried blood stains on the surface.

Right now, under the impetus of Lin Yun's breath, these blood stains emitted a scorching heat, which caused Lin Yun's panic.

After finding out the root of the problem, Lin Yun took the short stick to the kitchen, washed it carefully and carefully, and then urged the breath, and the short stick was the same as in the past, and there was no response.

Sure enough, it was these blood stains that were causing trouble, and while Lin Yun was solving the problem, a bold idea also appeared in his mind: what would happen if the short stick was stained with his own blood?

In order not to cause a greater disaster, Lin Yun only pierced his fingertips and dropped a drop of blood on the surface of the short stick.

What surprised Lin Yun was that as soon as the blood droplets touched the metal, they seemed to be absorbed by a sponge, instantly penetrating into it, which was very different from other phenomena of blood condensing on the surface.

Seeing that his attempts seemed to have paid off, Lin Yun immediately injected his breath into the short stick again, and this time, it really scared him to death!

After absorbing Lin Yun's qi and blood, the short stick burst out with a dazzling light, illuminating the entire pitch-black courtyard as bright as day.

Although this process only lasted a few seconds, it still caused the black beans in the house to bark wildly, but fortunately, in the dead of night, no one noticed the change outside the window.

After the bright light, Lin Yun didn't throw away the short stick in his hand, the reason was very simple, because it didn't heat up!

Rubbing his eyes vigorously, until he got used to the dim light in front of him, Lin Yun saw clearly that the piece of metal had changed shape again.

Lin Yun held the tiger's mouth of the short stick, and the front end became flattened, and the shape was strange, like an unformed blade.

After watching the metal "performance", Lin Yun became even more cloudy, is it the same as in the game, this weapon will be automatically upgraded?

After changing form three times in a row, what else can this short stick become......

Although Lin Yun was full of curiosity about this piece of metal, he still didn't believe that Wang Ye could use it to break the hands and feet of the three gangsters, and he didn't know if it was Wang Ye or Yu Yuan, who deliberately concealed some truths.

Tossed for most of the night, and when Lin Yun returned to the room, the sky was already dark, fortunately today was the weekend, so there was no need to go to school.

Lin Yun began to prepare breakfast while waiting for the two girls to get up and go out to practice Chu Yuan footwork.

Wait a minute, weekend? Isn't that Huang Ziyuan's birthday party?

Suddenly remembering this matter, Lin Yun hurriedly found the invitation sent by Wu Qi, and compared the time, that's right, it's today!

Wu Qi said that he would pick him up at noon, Lin Yun still had half a day to take care of himself, this was not the first time he had attended a rich man's birthday party, but his mood was completely different from the time he participated in Fang Junyang.

At the beginning, Lin Yun was still a poor student who was not deeply involved in the world, and with the arrogance of his newborn calf, he didn't take those rich people in his eyes at all.

However, this time, Lin Yun had already seen the life of the upper class, and it was impossible to do it hastily, but if he really wanted him to attend in formal clothes, he was still a little at a loss.

Just when Lin Yun was looking at the closet in a daze, a series of crisp knocks sounded.

Lin Yun opened the door and saw that Fang Yating was standing outside the door.

"Are you going to Huang Ziyuan's birthday party?" Fang Yating asked expressionlessly.

Lin Yun nodded silently.

Fang Yating didn't say much, walked straight into Lin Yun's room, and looked sideways at his closet.

"You're going to wear these to your appointment?" Fang Yating frowned slightly, looking not very happy.

"Any questions?" Lin Yunhu doubted.

Fang Yating's face sank, and she was still as cold as ice: "You are also a bodyguard of Yangtian Company now, how can you behave so shabby, and the other party is still the Zesheng Group with the same name as ours." ”

Lin Yun was a little puzzled by what Fang Yating said, could it be that what clothes the bodyguard wore belonged to this eldest lady of the Fang family?

Before Lin Yun could figure it out, he heard Fang Yating snap her fingers, and Ouyang Yueling jumped in from outside the door, holding several huge cardboard boxes in her hands.

"This is the clothes that Miss Ben has prepared for you, wear it to meet your nurse sister, don't lose the face of Yangtian Company." After Fang Yating finished speaking, she walked out of Lin Yun's room without looking back.

Over there, Ouyang Yueling made a grimace at Lin Yun, dropped the cardboard box, and ran out as well, leaving only a confused Lin Yun in the room.

Since when did Fang Yating become so sympathetic to employees, and even have to take care of the clothes single-handedly, which is not quite in line with her style of shaking off the shopkeeper......

I can't care so much, since the clothes are sent by people for free, and they are all expensive famous brands, Lin Yun is simply respectful and obedient.

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold, when Lin Yun changed a whole set of famous brands from head to toe, he suddenly changed from a poor student in the countryside to a noble son of a successful person.

In fact, Lin Yun, who has been interested in famous brands since he was a child, can't even figure out what these brands represent, and of course he won't know that most of them are limited editions that Fang Yating bought with great effort.

In this way, Lin Yun, who had changed his face, embarked on the road to the birthday banquet under Wu Qi's surprised gaze.