Gamers Are Fierce

The sun is shining in the sky, the flowers are smiling at me, and the birds are saying morning, morning, morning. Why are you carrying your little schoolbag?

In the early morning, Li Ang, wearing a blue and white school uniform, carrying a schoolbag, riding a bicycle, humming the melody of children's songs, walked through the city streets.

He was wearing two Bluetooth headsets, holding the bicycle handlebar in his right hand, and holding a half-eaten seaweed and meat floss rice ball in his left hand. He took a bite after riding for a short distance.

Ah, freedom, freedom.

Li Ang, or Miss Chai wearing a puppet coat, was driving on the tree-lined road, taking a deep breath of the fresh air with the scent of vegetation, and a contented and peaceful expression appeared on her face.

This was the first time that she was walking freely in the real world as a physical entity, without having to think about fighting or abnormal situations.

The rushing river reflecting the morning sun, the lively and bustling city scene, every flower, every tree, every grass and every tree, all made her feel like she was alive again.

It is completely different from the world we know through the Internet.

The bike turned smoothly, rounded the corner, and traveled some distance.

Through a circle of tall camphor trees planted along the road, you can vaguely see the high-rise buildings on the campus not far away, and hear the voices reciting from the campus.

[fo]Ten minutes left.

Chai Chai glanced at Li Ang's watch on his left wrist and stepped on the pedal a little faster.

In front of the school gate were parked some vehicles of parents taking students to school, including many luxury cars. Behind the electric fence at the school gate stood two rows of eight students on duty, responsible for saying hello to the teachers.

Chai Chai glanced at the scene on campus and glanced at the surveillance camera next to the electric fence from the corner of his eye, carefully concealing the curiosity and vigilance in his eyes.

My Lady Saint, there are no prying eyes around you, everything is normal.

The extremely low and weak voice of the brain worm sounded directly in the chest. It was blocked by the puppet's diaphragm, muscles, and skin and could not be transmitted to the outside world. Only Miss Chai could hear it.

No prying eyes...

Chai Chai secretly breathed a sigh of relief and rode his bicycle slowly towards the fence gate.

She just wanted to get off the bicycle seat and push the bicycle to the shed when entering the campus like other students.

But the moment before pressing the brake, she suddenly remembered that she was Li Ang now, and it was impossible for her to do such a normal behavior.

so...

Chai Chai's eyes flashed. The moment he passed the fence gate, he leaned back slightly, with his center of gravity retreating. He pulled the bicycle's head back and tilted it backwards. The front wheel floated in the air, and only the rear wheel was used to lift off the ground.

Then she turned the handlebars sharply,

Release your hands, eat the last bite of the rice ball, then take the plastic bag wrapped in the rice ball, roll it into a ball, like a basketball player, throw the garbage bag backwards, and accurately hit the narrow entrance of the garbage bin a few meters away. .

Finally, he leaned forward, letting the front wheel hit the ground with a bang, and stabilized the rapidly rotating handlebar.

This cool move, like an acrobatic athlete, did not cause too much trouble.

The old guard who looked after the door was not surprised. The eyes of the junior high school students who were in charge of the week showed the emotion that a sight is worse than a hundred hearings. Only the parents who came to send their students to school exclaimed like they had never seen anything in the world. Voice.

This is Li Ang's daily life. A beautiful day starts from entering the school gate.

After completing the imitation, Chai Chai breathed a sigh of relief, his face still calm and calm.

She parked her bicycle in the shed, picked up her schoolbag, and walked towards the teaching building that Li Ang mentioned.

After walking through the tree-lined path and passing the stone bridge over the pond, Chai Chai resisted the urge to look around and walked forward slowly.

Leon.

A male teacher who came towards him with a stack of documents suddenly called out Li Ang's name. Chai Chai was startled and looked up.

The teacher stood still and said with a smile: How are you preparing for the review? This final exam of the Eighteen Schools Joint Examination, you have to bring glory to our school and our grade.

Who is this?

Chai Chai said Ah in embarrassment and racked her brains to recall the list of faculty and staff of the Experimental Middle School that Li Ang showed her yesterday.

This is the teaching director of All Things Unity, the loving father of all things, Teacher Lu, the second-year high school prince.

In the puppet's chest, the faint prompting sound of the brainworm sounded.

In order to lurk smoothly, Li Ang showed the school information to Nao Er and Chai Chai yesterday. Nao Er, who has a photographic memory, naturally wrote down all the instructions from his loving father.

Teacher Lu, the sophomore prince in high school?

Why do you still call yourself prince these days?

Don’t you look handsome?

A trace of doubt flashed through Chai Chai's heart, but he still nodded honestly, Don't worry, Teacher Lu, I will definitely live up to expectations and win high scores...

As soon as the words were spoken, Chai Chai felt something was wrong——

The smile on the teacher's face froze.

what happened?

Did he discover my flaw? !

Is the skin on my forehead cracked? ? !

Chai Chai was suddenly startled, but he heard the voice of a brainworm coming from his chest, Ms. Saint, not the second-year high school prince. It's the second-year high school prince, Mr. Lu...

Ah this.

Chai Chai's breathing was stagnant. After a very brief hesitation, he immediately decided to remedy this small oversight and said silently in his heart,

The disguise plan may fail.

The right arm enters combat hunting mode, turns on automatic aiming, and prepares the special hypnotic anesthesia needle for mammals. The target is Wang Zilu.

The infecting worms are in place and the neuroparasitic stingers are being explored. Mimic worms No. 1, 3, and 5 are in place, ready to replace those who reveal their identity.

Remove the biological camouflage of the four high-altitude cruising insect formations [Feiyan], [Dark Crow], [Willow Warbler], and [Sparrow], implement control in the experimental middle school airspace, and take lethal measures against all threatening targets when necessary.

Awaken the Behemoth Coastal Hive Fleet, and after a 2-minute delay, strategically drop non-toxic miasma airbags on the Yin City coast to attract the attention of the Special Affairs Bureau.

The fingers of Li Ang's left hand naturally drooped, and a tiny hole opened on the fingertips, emitting invisible and odorless pheromones.

In the sewer of the Experimental Middle School, an insect nest unit with a huge abdomen called the Infectious Insect stood up from the sewage.

Its scorpion-like tail was raised, and the stinger at the tip of the tail slowly poked out of the gap in the sewer manhole cover, aiming at Wang Zilu.

Around the infected worm, three caterpillar-like mimic worm units also emerged, with their surfaces crawling endlessly.

The elastic green skin quickly twisted and deformed, changing color, simulating Wang Zilu's face, body, and even the clothes he was wearing.

And high in the sky, a group of ordinary birds flying by each had a miniature eyeball growing out of their abdomen, hidden under their feathers, overlooking the entire experimental middle school.

Lady Saint! Calm down!

Brainworm's voice actually sounded a little frightened, Don't be impulsive, everything can be fixed!

Chai Chai seemed to have heard nothing, and continued to maintain an awkward smile on his face.

The infected insect under the manhole cover slowly contracted its tail muscles, ready to shoot the parasitic nerve needle into Wang Zilu's neck at any time...

Oh, okay.

Teacher Wang Zilu, who was unaware of what happened, waved his hand helplessly, It's good to have this confidence. Let's go to class.

The puppet's fingertips suddenly stopped releasing pheromones, and the infected bug silently withdrew its neuroparasitic sting. The mimic bug gradually returned to its original appearance, shrunk in size, and hung on the stone wall above the sewer.

Four formations of high-altitude cruising soldiers also recovered miniature eyeball detection organs.

Calm and peaceful.

Well, goodbye teacher.

Li Ang nodded and walked steadily towards the teaching building.

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