Master's Escape Plan

In order to prevent sudden death while working overtime, Qin Shu asked, "Can this boundary be broken on my own initiative?"

【"Theoretically speaking, it is possible... to perform miracles with great effort!"】

"Theoretically?" Qin Shu chewed on these three words.

【"Hey, breaking the realm depends on the cultivation of the person behind the realm. Among the killing realms, the uniqueness of the milder realm like the dream life realm is that it can exert double the power. If the person behind the realm Inject one point of cultivation, and cooperate with the surrounding environment, and the dream habitat can strengthen it to two points."]

"But I'm not a Sanxian cultivator?" Qin Shu summoned Lingjun in his hand, looking around eager to try, he almost said "Don't be cowardly".

They are all willing to take the initiative to take action. It seems that the host is really unwilling to face the demon of unlimited overtime. Ba Qi advised him to think twice.

One person, one system was arguing, and the scene changed silently.Qin Shu noticed the abnormality, and the sword was half a foot out of its sheath, and the sword light stabbed at a green tree at hand.

The tree shook and the leaves fell.But soon, it returned to calm.

devoured?Qin Shu raised his eyebrows and put the sword back into its sheath.

Except for being attacked here, the scene transition has been completed in other places.

This is the world of inner demons in Qin Shu's consciousness, and no one can spy on it except him and the system.

The quiet but crowded work cubicle, a lit fluorescent lamp and an open computer perfectly fulfilled Qin Shu's ominous premonition.

It was late at night outside the window, except for the sound of vehicles passing by and the occasional wind, there was nothing else.

The computer screen displayed the background interface, before Qin Shu crossed over, he hadn't had time to edit the official account push.

Even though the world was spinning in his heart and the sun and the moon were dark, there was still no wave on his face.

Calm down, calm down, this is not really overtime, I am still in another world.

Even though he was thinking about it, he subconsciously sat down on the chair, covered the mouse with his hand, and checked the content of this post.

After watching it for two seconds, I recalled that I was not actually working overtime, but was trapped in a similar environment.

occupational disease.

Qin Shu sighed secretly and stood up from the chair.

Summoning Ling Jun, holding it in his hand, the scabbard was cold, at least it gave him a sense of reality - this sword reminded him all the time that all of this was fake.

As if sensing Qin Shu's emotions, the invisible sword energy radiated out, forming an invisible sword energy barrier around Qin Shu spontaneously.

【"Spiritual Sword Guardian? The host's sword has reached this level?"】

"What?" After listening to Baqi's words, Qin Shu lowered his head and glanced at Saber Lingjun. He is not an aborigine in this world, so he has no idea about these things.

Walking around the office, it may be the reason why he came to this company right after graduation. The office is not big, and he remembers every detail of every corner very clearly.

For students who return to school after summer vacation, it is inevitable that they will be a little nervous and depressed when they return to this scene.

The door wouldn't open, and the windows wouldn't open either.

Qin Shu returned to the original place, thinking secretly, is it necessary to make a breakthrough from this post?

Thinking about it, the place he is most familiar with is of course his own desk. Even if he remembers the details of other people's desks, he still doesn't fully know what files or snacks are in the drawers.

Sit back in front of the computer and check the push on the screen.

From the current point of view, before time-traveling, his biggest resentment should be this post that has not been edited.

Who understands obsessive-compulsive disorder?

It has been almost two months since I traveled through time, and many details were blurred when I revised the manuscript. Fortunately, I still remember the general idea.

Qin Shu wrote very slowly, changing and stopping for a while.It took a lot of time to search for information, choose suitable pictures, font size, line spacing, typesetting, etc., and finally polish the revised manuscript. He looked up at the wall clock, and it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Rubbing his eyes, he felt a little tired.

The exhaustion of working overtime seems to be a thing of the last century. Qin Shu saved this post and clicked the "Send" button.

As the computer screen jumped to the "send successfully" page, the surrounding scenes began to fade away bit by bit.

With a sigh of relief, Qin Shu also settled an obsessive-compulsive obsession.

Just halfway through this breath, Qin Shu lifted it up again, and the scene disappeared, but what was revealed was not the previous scene of the green path, but a classroom.

classroom?

Qin Shu was startled, looking at the students who were sitting on their seats and doing their homework seriously.

Wearing blue and black school uniforms, they bury their heads in the pile of thick books and barely communicate with the people next to them.

This is... his high school!

A complex feeling of nostalgia welled up in his heart, and Qin Shu took a few more glances.

"Snapped!"

"Excuse me!"

Qin Shu was bumped on the shoulder, and when he turned around, it was a girl holding a tall stack of homework books.

He still remembers the girl's name. She is the study committee member of the class. She is serious and responsible with excellent grades. Or help him hide it.

"fine."

Qin Shu turned sideways to let her pass.

Suddenly, Qin Shu thought of something and looked at his own body, with short hair, blue and black school uniform, and no ghosts in his hands.

He also changed back to his high school appearance.

After two seconds of silence, Qin Shu looked out of the window. If he guessed correctly, he should not be able to get out of this classroom.In order to confirm this conjecture, Qin Shu walked towards the front door, and as expected, a transparent wall blocked his progress.

According to memory, I found my own seat and sat down, randomly took out a counseling material, opened the book cover, and the word "Qin Shu" was written on the inside page, confirming that it was his seat.

He didn't know how to solve this inner demon. To be precise, he didn't even know what inner demon he had in high school.

Unable to find a breakthrough, Qin Shu simply sat on his seat obediently and observed the students around him.

He noticed that some students had clear faces, like study committee members, and some students had blurred faces, as if they had been covered with a mosaic.He quickly realized that clarity and ambiguity were based on the depth of his memories of these classmates.

So, this demon is still related to his own heart.

Not long after sitting down, the class bell rang, and the students walked in one by one, and soon filled the entire classroom.

The math teacher walked in, holding a thick stack of papers.

"There are still some students who failed the quiz this time. The monthly exam will be in three days. I hope that all the students will pass, especially some students who have regressed obviously..."

After roughly talking about the situation of the quiz in class, the math teacher handed out the papers and began to comment.

Qin Shu also got his own test paper, and the red score of 92 on it was extremely glaring.

He remembered what time period it was.

When he was in the third year of high school, he was addicted to games for a while, and his grades dropped significantly. He was originally in the top five in the class, but this time he slipped to No. 30 in the class in the monthly exam.

Qin Shu is a strong person in his heart, especially in his sensitive youth,

From elementary school to high school, it was the first time he had such a low ranking, so naturally he was not convinced. Apart from the teacher, his parents were also extremely disappointed in him.

I just don't want to admit defeat in front of my parents.

The two elder brothers are so good, it seems that he is bleak.

After this time, Qin Shu quit the game, worked hard for a month, and his grades returned to the original level, but this matter has been lingering in his mind.

It was a young and secret inferiority complex, as if no matter how well he did, or worse, he couldn't compare to his two elder brothers.He wasn't getting all the energy and attention his parents were used to giving, and he was just an ordinary son who didn't matter.

The more inferior, the more angry.

Qin Shu knew what his way of breaking through this time was, and put down the test paper, as if he was back in high school, listening carefully to the teacher explaining the wrong questions.

Three days later, the monthly exam came as scheduled.

Entering the examination room, Qin Shu felt very calm.He doesn't need a high score, he just needs to be relieved.

Let the self-abased and sad self in your heart let go of this matter and the injustice.

After two and a half hours of exam time passed, Qin Shu put down his pen, packed his stationery and walked out of the exam room.

Seeing the surrounding walls quickly melt away, and the high school days rushing away, Qin Shu sighed.

This time, it's finally over.

Outside the wall, there is a blank, but this blank is also melting, and it seems to be returning to the original world.

After a while.

Facing the setting sun, Qin Shu pushed his bicycle along the street with a dull expression.

Baqi couldn't help but asked:

【"Host...how many demons do you have?"】