The year 8888 of the Age of Light.

The host is Zhenzhou, the North Sea Empire, and the Wind Whispering Province.

Cloud Dream City, the third provincial junior swordsman academy.

The wind and the sun are beautiful, everything grows, and the breeze is breezy.

Early summer is the most comfortable time of the year in Cloud Dream City.

Warm golden sunlight shines through the glass of the house and into the spacious house.

In the class of the ninth class of the second grade, Lin Beichen, who was sitting in the first row of the teaching house, bathed in this beautiful sunshine.

This fourteen-year-old boy has excellent appearance, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and heroic features, thick black hair, plump cheeks, holding his hands in front of his eyes, looking at his palms intently, rubbing his fingers from time to time, as if he had flowers growing on his hands.

From the beginning of the lesson, he maintained this 'hand-watching' posture, almost motionless.

Sitting in the most conspicuous seat in the first row, he still deserted in class so unabashedly and openly.

It's just arrogant.

If this is someone else, the senior swordsmanship instructor on the podium will teach Ding Sanshi to teach him how to be a man in minutes with a set of the most skilled [Basic Swordsmanship Close Body Trifecta].

But since it's Lin Beichen......

"You can't be angry, you can't be angry. ”

"He's sick in the head, and I'm not. ”

"You can't be like a man with a brain disease. ”

Ding Sanshi, a senior teacher at the Third Junior College, who was known for his fiery temper, meditated in his heart over and over again, trying to let himself ignore the biggest scumbag in the city and continue to attend classes.

When the other students saw the 'irritable teaching' Ding Sanshi's appearance of 'swallowing their anger' like this, they couldn't help but laugh, and they didn't dare to laugh out loud if they wanted to.

It's just that what the teachers and classmates don't know is that Lin Beichen is not guilty of brain disease.

Instead, I'm looking at my phone.

A smartphone that is absolutely invisible to others except Lin Beichen himself.

"Daddy. ”

At this time, Lin Beichen was howling in his heart.

What kind of iniquity has he created?

It's just a neurotic who ran a red light and was almost hit by a big truck on the road, and as a result, this guy who claims to be the 'Grim Reaper' forcibly stuffed this smartphone without a brand LOGO, and then he ...... The soul has crossed!

I came to this strange world called Dongdao Masu.

became the sister-in-law of Lin Jinnan, one of the 'top ten famous generals' of the Beihai Empire.

A well-known loser in Yunmeng City.

Who is this TM to reason with?

It's been three days since the crossing.

Lin Beichen still couldn't accept this fact.

He wanted to go back.

Although this world is prosperous in martial arts and full of miracles, the legendary top powerhouses are capable of everything, and they have a long lifespan, no different from immortals......

But—

These have nothing to do with him Lin Beichen.

Let's not talk about whether there is a talent for cultivation.

Even if he is talented, he was just an ordinary game nerd in his previous life, and he didn't have the perseverance to persevere.

Cultivating hard all day long, practicing Sanjiu in winter, practicing Sanfu in summer, and bloodshed, and finally surviving, can you become a generation of strong people.

This is far worse than the air-conditioned WIFI Meituan B station, okay?

Masochists want to die to become strong.

Normal people just want to stay at home, blow the air conditioner, play games, pet cats and dogs, watch movies, and pet themselves, and by the way, order takeout and watch ghost animals as salted fish.

What's more, there are still a lot of warm family and friends on the earth.

So......

Fuck it through.

Lao Tzu is not uncommon.

Lao Tzu wants to return to Earth.

Lin Beichen combined the causes and consequences of the crossing, thought about it, and the only theoretical possibility of going back seemed to be on this strange smartphone.

It can bring me into this world, and it should be able to bring me back too, right?

Probably can, right?

With such a thought, Lin Beichen is frantically researching this smartphone.

So far, he has discovered several strange things.

The first strange thing is that this phone can be 'put into the body'.

As long as Lin Beichen wants it, the mobile phone will automatically appear in his hand, and when he doesn't want it, it will disappear.

That's ridiculous.

Who would have such a function on a serious mobile phone?

The second strange thing is that in any case, except for yourself, everyone else does not see the existence of this phone.

For example, now, he is obviously holding a mobile phone in his hand and frantically studying functions, but in the eyes of teachers and classmates, he is staring at his empty palm like a brain-dead in a daze.

This is a full-screen phone with a silver metal case.

The current status is—

21% of the battery.

The signal looks like 4G, but only one bar.

Calls......

EMMMMM。

Lin Beichen tried to call 110, 120, 119 and 10086, and also tried to call the phone numbers of all the relatives and friends who could think of him.

The result tone is 'Your call is empty'.

On the home screen of the phone, there are only three icons: phonebook, SMS box, and app store.

The phone can't get through, so the text message naturally can't be sent.

Lin Beichen's only hope is in the 'app store'.

However, he clicked on this icon more than a thousand times, and there was only one reality-

Out of stock in the store.

There isn't a single app in it.

This deserves to be called a fucking store?

Is it worthy?

Lin Beichen was angry and wanted to eat this broken phone.

At this time—

Dangdang!

The bell rings for recess.

"Okay, just now we have analyzed the full version of the [Elementary Xuan Qi Condensation Technique] for you, now we will rest for a quarter of an hour, and then continue the class. ”

The old teacher Ding Sanshi picked up the cup and took a sip of water to moisten his throat.

"Everyone knows that three days later, it will be the mid-year competition of our academy, the importance of this competition, I don't need to emphasize more, right? Okay, let me announce in advance, in the next class, I have prepared a selected course for you, which is my unique secret skill [Basic Swordsmanship Close Body Trifecta]. ”

The old teacher Ding Sanshi said, and his eyes saw Lin Beichen again.

Seeing that this gentleman still looked like he was wandering in the world, he couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.

"Lin Beichen, you have to listen carefully in the next class, this set of [Basic Swordsmanship Close Body Triple Link] is most suitable for students with poor foundation like you. ”

Ding Sanshi couldn't help but say something more.

However, Lin Beichen was still dumbfounded, and there was no reaction.

Alas.

Rotten wood cannot be carved.

The old teacher turned around and walked out of the classroom speechlessly.

Regarding the resentment of the old teacher, Lin Beichen didn't care at all.

He lacks a sense of identity with the world.

For his new identity, there is no sense of substitution.

Now he is thinking about how to return to the original world.

Therefore, for what bullshit mid-year competition, what promotion and future, what [Elementary Xuanqi Condensation Technique], what [Basic Swordsmanship Close Body Three], let's play with eggs.

He continued to study the phone in silence.

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