The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 132 Teacher, I want to go back to school
  After his consciousness exited the other world, Zhu Mingyao opened his eyes, and he still saw the dark and lonely underground space in front of him.

There was a small "click" sound.

He spread his palms and looked down. The green lotus jade talisman in his palms had disintegrated into a ball of fine jade shavings.

Ugh……

He patted the residue on his hand and sighed inwardly. The abnormal speed of cultivation really couldn't be concealed from others...

Only half a year has passed, and the heart, liver, spleen, and lungs have been opened one after another, and the four gods in the inner scene of Huangting are no longer something that can be explained by extraordinary talents.

Excuse me!

How does it feel to have someone see through something you want to hide?
  answer! Embarrassing, very embarrassing!

Fortunately, the master of his family is probably well-informed and has no intention of getting to the bottom of things, leaving him enough privacy and dignity.

Not only that, they also sent this...

"Looking" at the drop of black water floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, and feeling the chilly Guishui aura emanating from it, Zhu Mingyao's heart was ups and downs.

What can be transmitted into the sea of ​​consciousness across thousands of miles of void is naturally not an ordinary drop of water.

When Lin Xuansheng sent this thing just now, he also thoughtfully attached an explanation.

This is a drop of [Xuanming True Water] purified by the Waidan Fang Family!
  Xuan Ming is the God of the North and controls the water spirit of the Kidney Palace. Therefore, in the hands of others, this true water is just an extremely precious treasure. However, in the eyes of those who practice water magic, it is a coveted elixir. Especially since the drop of true water in his hand has been processed and refined by an expert, he can directly refine it and take it to increase his cultivation level without any hidden dangers.

As long as he refines and absorbs this drop of true water, he has a high chance of directly opening [Kidney God Xuan Ming]. He no longer has to run around to accumulate reward points before he can become the God of the Five Internal Organs and advance to Innate.

It can only be said that ginger is still old and spicy. People can see at a glance that what he needs most now, and what he gives is just the right medicine.

Now he is both surprised and moved. Misfortune depends on blessings, and blessings depend on disasters. The ancients do not deceive me.

It’s just that kindness is hard to repay...

The value of such a treasure can be imagined. Although Maoshan's family has a big business, it is not owned by one person, especially since the family lineage is not directly inherited. If you eat more and occupy more, you will inevitably attract criticism. It seems that you will have to find a way to get some in the future. Good things are returned to the door, so that Zhang Shouzhong will not have an ugly face when facing his brothers on the mountain.

Hey, why are you thinking so much? Zhu Mingyao shook his head secretly, he had better get out of trouble first!

He moved towards the direction he had just calculated, the yellow light on his body moved, and he got into the earth and rocks without any hindrance.

Occasional visitors passed by like white horses passing by, and the underground world returned to the silence it had been for thousands of years.

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No matter what month it is, the midday sun seems to always be so blazing in the desert wilderness of Nevada.

This is especially true on the eve of summer. Standing outside in the sun for a day is enough to turn the skin color of any ethnic group into a typical "red neck" except for the black uncle.

Therefore, even the locals finished their work in the morning and returned home early, or had lunch while watching the news, or simply covered their heads and rested. But there are always exceptions to everything, like today.

"I just said we should leave this perfect town as soon as possible..."

The young man spread his limbs like a dying dog, lying shapelessly on a tall sandstone the size of a house. He let the hot wind blow his messy blond hair and murmured with dull eyes.

"...or in other words, all of us should move out of this hellish place as soon as possible..."

"Say less, Mickey, because the more you talk, the faster your mouth will dry up."

The black-haired middle-aged man lying next to him scratched his itchy beard and licked his slightly cracked lips.

"If we hold on a little longer, it won't be so hot at night, and we will definitely find a way to escape."

"Is there any solution? There are cliffs to the north and mountains to the east and west. The only road into the city was blocked by rocks rolling down the mountain, and the cars were damaged by monsters...

I have had a question since I was a child: why is this place called Perfect Town where birds don’t poop? Where is the perfection?

There are only a dozen or so households in the lonely wasteland, and even the reminders from the Federal Tax Service are too lazy to visit!
  Well now, suddenly a monster appears! Old drunkard Ed is dead, Old Zhang is dead, John is dead... Buster, we are all going to die. "The blond young man Mickey said dejectedly.

Buster's expression became very subtle, and he glanced sideways at the other party.

"Well, is there a possibility? Because the place is so remote that even the tax bureau personnel are too lazy to come to check the accounts, our fathers named this settlement "Perfect"...

After living for more than 20 years, haven’t you noticed that except for Lao Zhang who runs a grocery store, everyone never goes to the city to pay tax bills? "

He sighed, "It's a pity that he has always been law-abiding and could not save his life in front of monsters. May he rest in peace in heaven...well, the Chinese people's 'Elysian World'."

After a breath of silence for the neighbors who were devoured by monsters, Buster reached out and poked his best friend in the waist, and whispered in a low voice:
  "Cheer up now and think about Miss Rebecca, do you want her to die here with you?

I bet that three generations of Mickey's family never thought that a poor country boy like you could have such great luck! He actually caught up with a female graduate student from the geology department of a prestigious university who came to do an internship!
  She agreed to date yesterday because of her heroism in saving people from monsters. If she continues to act like a dead dog, do you think she might regret it? "

Glancing at his newly arrived girlfriend who had yet to warm her hands, the blond young man cheered up under the stimulation of hormones and pinched his thigh hard, letting the severe pain dissipate the confusion in his mind.

He turned over and sat up, holding his semi-literate head that had not graduated from high school, thinking hard about how to escape.

The brown-haired female college student squatting on the corner of the rock next to her had no time to pay attention to the whispers of the two brothers in distress. She just calculated the distance and threw the stone in her hand hard.

As soon as the stone landed on the sand surrounding the giant rock, the surrounding ground suddenly started churning, as if something was approaching quickly. However, after a few breaths, the stone sank into the ground with a hiss, and there was a nausea that was between sucking and chewing. The sound came, and then it flew high again with a bang.

Looking at the waves of sand and gravel squirming under the rocks, several people were speechless for a moment. This giant worm-like monster that could travel underground was extremely sensitive to vibrations on the ground and had been besieging them for most of the day.

If they hadn't climbed up the huge rock at their feet in time, the group of people would have turned into feces in each other's digestive tract just like those unfortunate residents.

After racking his brains for a long time, Mickey discovered to his dismay that the memories of his school days were filled with football and the big boobs of female classmates, and no useful knowledge was left behind, so he could only slap his forehead in despair.

Teacher, I want to play basketball...I want to go back to school!

(End of this chapter)