The glow of the setting sun spreads from the sky, the gorgeous cherry blossoms are covered in a light red, and the standing school buildings cast oblique shadows on the ground.

Students who are engaged in club activities and do not want to stay at school overnight are also allowed to leave.

Qingli's on-campus radio began to play: "It's almost six o'clock, please stop the club activities and hurry home for dinner." ”

"Repeat, it's almost six o'clock, please stop the club activities and hurry home for dinner."

Two consecutive school broadcasts, in the chemistry department, Koriyama Orihime came back to her senses from the experiment, skillfully took the cork to block the mouth of the bottle, and then put the unfinished product containing the ultimate beauty No. 3 change on the No. 1 laboratory table, she stretched her waist, and her elongated body made the school uniform rise slightly, revealing a snow-white and cute little navel, and then fell: "Junior-kun, today's experiment is over, and it will continue tomorrow." ”3

Muto Qingyi wiped his sweat, I don't know if it was because the experiment was hard or the body was too bad, his arms became sore, and his voice became weak: "Well, senior, then I'll go first." ”

Koriyama Orihime shook her head and admonished: "Junior-kun, you are a man, your body is so weak, but it will make people look down on you, how much do you get up early to exercise." ”

"Hey," he dragged his long voice and left with tired steps, not listening to the advice of the morning jog in his heart, just like a person who wants to become stronger, with a Gundam and a bamboo knife in front of him, no one will abandon the Gundam and choose a bamboo knife.

He only needs to wait patiently for a while, figure out that there is no problem with the Immortal Golden Body Technique to absorb the Fire Evil, and confirm his guess, and then he can find a way to start cultivating the Immortal Dao to the Fa, and turn yin and yang into yin and yang.

At that time, the physical fitness will be full of those world athletes in minutes, why do you need to do any morning jogging at this time, that kind of time-wasting exercise.

Although it doesn't make much sense to lie in bed and sleep, the problem is that the original owner has become accustomed to it, and he is afraid that it will arouse the suspicion of the person next door.

Opposite the club building, the members of the kendo club are still there, shouting, shouting, living a sweaty youth.

Muto Qing carried his schoolbag and walked towards the school gate.

Maybe it was because of the club activities, Yuzi didn't wait for him at the door, making him feel proud of his wit, but he didn't know that his actions were really hurting those members of the football club.

"Run! Is it still a boy who looks like he's grinding? Xiu-chan is a girl who runs faster than you, don't be lazy with me in the last lap! ”

"Listen! Our goal is to win the national championship and win the Blue Sky Football Team! ”

"Wan Sheng!" A group of out-of-breath boys waved their arms in unison, echoing the football manager while cursing, why should the damn coach give training to the manager?

Okura Tamako was riding a bicycle while cheering for the people of the football team, and those dark eyes were burning with a raging fighting spirit, the champion of the national competition, I must get it!!

Not to mention Tamako, who erupted in the small universe, Muto Ao, who was carrying a school bag, did not plan to go home, he had in his pocket the pocket money that Tamako gave in the morning, a thousand yen.

It sounds like a lot of money, but it's not much, like he plans to go to an Internet café, and 1,000 yen is enough to spend 10 hours in an Internet café.

The neon Internet café belongs to a very improper place in the memory of the original owner.

Because the original owner had been there once, he heard the wheezing of men and women from the compartment, and the vibration seemed to crack the wooden planks that separated him, so that the original owner had to put on headphones and spend an hour with red faces, and finally fled in embarrassment, never daring to go to the Internet café again.

Muto Qing went to the Internet café, not because he was interested in this place, but because he wanted to contact the pseudo-girl from here to see how the cultivation progress of that guy was, if there was anything abnormal, and to obtain those experimental materials.

In order to prevent the danger of being tracked by hackers, he did not choose an Internet café near Aokura, but took a bus to a street that deviated from the center of the city according to the memory of the original owner.

The bus stopped, and Muto Aoi got out of the car, already in a pink-purple light curtain. The neon signs of several floors seem to be facing the sky, and the adult hotels are exuding vitality wantonly, and before the night has entered, the young ladies are as industrious as bees, all lined up on the street, with silky eyes and sweet smiles.

The vicious-looking security guards squatted in inconspicuous places, lit a cigarette, and bragged to each other, and whenever someone made trouble, they would roll up their sleeves and show hideous tattoos to intimidate each other.

The milky white power wrapped his whole body, like a small grass, and no young lady reached out to solicit customers, allowing him to calmly walk to the place where the signboard of the Manke Internet café was hung.

From the outside, this Internet café is not very luxurious, if the couple hotels on both sides seem to be healthy and strong, Manke is like a weak child, caught in the middle, looking pitiful.

He pushed open the black and gold glass door, which was exquisitely arranged, with curved comic shelves surrounding the lounge, and on the bar where money was collected, the boss who was over thirty years old was holding a cigarette in his mouth, holding a mouse in his right hand, and tapping on the keyboard with his left hand, and was fighting bloodily in the world of online games.

Muto Qing walked over quietly and tapped on the bar table: "Boss, how much does it cost to surf the Internet for an hour here?" ”

The sudden sound startled the boss, he looked at the handsome high school student in front of him, and his tone was quite rough: "100 yen an hour, coffee and cold drinks need to be paid separately, and the manga can be read for free." If you need a lady, add another money, and the specific price is ......"

Without waiting for the boss to finish, Muto Qing interrupted: "No need Miss, this is a hundred yen, just drive me for an hour." ”

The boss became more and more dissatisfied, and waved his hand: "Okay, you go to room nine." ”

Muto Qing dropped the 100 yen coin, found the vending machine next to the bar, and put in 300 yen to buy a can of ramen.

Holding the canned ramen that was warm but not hot in his hands, he fell into deep thought, not very good. Money is still very important in this world, and if there is no money, the materials for chemical experiments are not enough for cultivation in schools alone.

The problem that was ignored before has now developed to the point where it cannot be ignored, and it is not worth mentioning the pocket money given by the parents of the original owner, if you work part-time, what kind of work can high school students have?

If you use your willingness, it is still very convenient to steal someone's wallet, which is to lose face. A dignified immortal king, mixed in another world is actually a thief? Maybe you can start with those who have money, such as selling improved exercises.

Immortality is an irresistible temptation for the rich, and he also has alchemy in his memory, but he doesn't know if alchemy is useful in this world.

Thinking about these questions, he came to room nine, came to his senses, opened the sliding door and entered.