Chapter 53: The Lost Book (12)

Wu Hao came back to his senses.

At the moment, he was still in the clothing store called Traveler, standing by and waiting for him, rolling his dead fish eyes.

Wu Hao blinked, he remembered that he seemed to have stopped for months under the ninja master somewhere, but his brain was muddy about this memory, but the task he was supposed to do in this script gradually became clear: destroy the Lost Book.

Is it to prevent what you have learned from being passed on to others? Wu Hao thought.

He waved his hand, jumped again, and took the stinging bee from his inventory and made a wreath. Although Wu Hao's agility value on the system has not changed, it is still 4, but he feels extremely light at this time. Some thoughts about stealth, about assassination, about the use of weapons have been etched into his body.

I've learned so much!

"Have you had enough," Anxin said impatiently, "and we're going to get down to business." ”

"Where are you going?" Wu Hao asked, "Didn't we come here to find a traveling merchant?" ”

"How is that possible!" Anxin waved his hand, "Go find a clue!" ”

Wu Hao was dragged to the depths of the clothing store, where there was a back door that connected to a cramped alley. They walked into the alley, made a few detours, and saw a familiar figure.

"Paul, the dog from another world?"

Standing fifty meters away from Wu Hao was this otherworldly dog, with the bag left by the previous collision with the wall on his head. His face was gloomy, his eyes kept turning to the watch on his wrist, and his feet kept pacing, looking uneasy.

Did he come here to make some shady deal?

Wu Hao shrunk behind the garbage basket behind the alley, leaving only a vague black shadow, he wanted to find peace of mind to ask for clarification, but saw the girl wave her hand at him and disappeared in place.

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Ability: Invisible

Type: Active/Free

Grade: B

Effect (1): For a period of time, the attributes of one's own things, such as body shape, weight, body temperature, touch, body odor, etc., are diluted to the extreme, so that others will not notice their abilities.

Notes: The secret society on one level has a werewolf woman who belongs to the [Invisible Werewolf Force], who prides herself on this skill and her super-fast movement. As for why it fell into human hands? That's what to think about......

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This!

Wu Hao lowered his head and cursed, but he couldn't help it at this time. The line of sight behind the garbage basket was indeed poor, and he jumped and activated the skill [Double Jump] just as he was about to hit his head against the window on the second floor.

The air under Wu Hao's feet froze suddenly, like water condensing into ice. He used the air to change direction, and suddenly came to the wall two palms wide above the otherworldly dog.

Wu Hao himself didn't realize how smooth his movements were just now, jumping from leap to leap in one go, like the assassin of Ubisoft's game Assassin's Creed. In the past, he would never have been able to do such a move unless he used [I am for all].

Wu Hao squatted on the wall, squinting, monitoring the every move of Paul, the dog in another world. The dark green cloak hunts and flies, providing him with the most effective shelter.

He remembered the information he had received from Anxin that Paul the Otherworldly Dog had stolen the Lost Book from the rats of the Mirror Realm. Wu Hao can probably guess a thing or two about the reason why he came to Earth, and avoiding the pursuit of that guy named Mirko must be one of the reasons, and the other is to sell this book on Earth for a good price.

If that guy were to trade the book, who would be the financier? Wu Hao's mind flashed back to the people he had come into contact with in this script: the peace of mind of the knights was excluded, and the officer with facial paralysis, Teacher Wang, who knew the Mirror Realm, and ......

Rhythmic footsteps were heard in the distance, and Wu Hao and Paul looked in the direction of the sound at the same time. The person who came rubbed his head, bent his back, and carved a few wrinkles on his face - he was Wu Hao's principal in this world.

Sure enough, it was him, Wu Hao thought, no wonder he dared to dictate to Paul in the conference hall, because he was originally a big customer of that otherworldly dog.

He pulled off his hood and made himself a dark elf. The shadow of the house enveloped him, diluting his presence.

"It's all this time, what are you looking for me to do?" The headmaster asked Paul, in a cold tone.

"What do you think I'm looking for you?" Paul replied with a grunt, and he grabbed the rector's shirt and spat it on his face.

"Okay, I'll give you the Lost Book, and you make me the king of the earth, king!" The dog from another world accentuated his tone, "It's good now, the plan has not started yet, the war has not started, and I have not become the war hero you said, but have become the laughing stock of the two worlds!" ”

"Who can blame you for your own stupidity," the principal's face was calm, "You didn't act according to the plan, and you didn't succeed in framing Wu Hao - now you blame me?" ”

Paul was furious, and he raised his fist and smashed it into the headmaster's face, red nosebleeds splattering, and a huge thrust knocked the headmaster into the garbage basket. The garbage was dumped out and left the principal alone.

He stood up, his nose bruised and bruised. There was still a banana peel from the trash can on top of his head, and he removed it. To Wu Hao's surprise, he didn't get angry, and his eyes were so clear that people couldn't guess what he was thinking.

"And what do you want?" The principal asked.

"I'm going to get my book back! The Lost Book! Paul spat in his face and gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what you're doing in your gourd, but since you haven't fulfilled your contract, I have the right to get that book back!" ”

"We've never had that in our contract, Paul." The principal said in a low voice, "I did what I said in the contract, inciting the prejudice of the people of the mirror world against the earth, and causing a conflict between the people of the mirror world and the people of the earth in the best school on the earth, which was basically planned by me. I've worked so hard to do it just for this book. The Lost Book cannot change hands, that's the rule. ”

"You guy!"

The anger of the dog from another world was fanned higher and higher by the principal, and he pushed the self-righteous man down, grabbed the principal's neck with his left hand, and made a gesture with his right hand to hit-

The fist stopped in mid-air.

Wu Hao didn't understand what the stupid dog with a negative IQ suddenly thought, he suddenly put down his fist and left the principal's body, the anger on his face turned into a smile.

Cruel smile.

"I should have thought of it," he said, "and no one can escape the temptation of this book, not even Old Man Rice of the North, nor you, nor Iβ€”"

"Don't think you're the only one who has my handle!" Paul's eyes flashed green, "I have your handle tooβ€”I'll spread the word about your possession of the Lost Book, and your true identity, I'll beβ€”"

"You shouldn't have said it." The principal said.

"I'm biased!" Paul raised an eyebrow, he enjoyed the pleasure of taunting others, "Everybody knows you're-"

The headmaster sighed.

He reached out like lightning, his withered arm swelling, his muscles clumped, and his dull yellow skin turned blue. His palm became the size of a casserole, and the palm of his hand happened to pinch the head of the otherworldly dog.

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Before poor Paul could finish his sentence, he was pinched into a headless corpse before he could react, and the dog's head shattered, and red, white, and yellow splashed all over the ground.

Wu Hao understood. The reason why the principal has been supporting Paul at the conference is not only because he wants the lost book, but for other reasons.

He is also a native of the Mirror Realm.