If The Real World Is Suddenly Gamified

It was a girl who called Chen Yilang's name.

The voice is very familiar, nice and recognizable.

So Chen Yilang slowed down and looked back.

——It was actually Xiong Yuwei.

She is wearing sports shorts today, showing a pair of slender and toned white legs, stepping on a pair of jogging shoes, like a sporty girl.

Not right either.

She's a sporty girl to begin with, it's just her true colors.

So when she called Chen Yilang's name, her voice was quite loud.

This attracted the attention of the students who were running back and forth, and they all looked at the two of them in unison.

Some people even deliberately slowed down, pretending that they couldn't run anymore.

Chen Yilang snorted coldly in his heart.

These guys are a little too obvious.

As a man, Chen Yilang could see through at a glance that they were just trying to attract the attention of their pretty sister.

When Xiong Yuwei appeared, their legs were already covered with Xiong Yuwei's brains...

Why are you here?

Chen Yilang stopped and waved to Xiong Yuwei familiarly.

This is unusual.

Although Beijiang No. 1 Middle School and Beijiang No. 2 Middle School have always been fraternal schools that love each other and are very close to each other, they rarely meet brothers and sisters who come to visit next door at this time.

After all, the evening self-study in the two schools is very strict, and if you are late when you go back, you will inevitably be taught a lesson.

Ah, that's right.

Actually, I was the president of the Wushu Association in No. 2 Middle School.

The martial arts association of your school invited me to come over for an exchange tonight. I just happened to be fine tonight, so I came over.

Xiong Yuwei said, But it's not time yet, so I'll go for a run on the playground to warm up first.

Oh, that's it. Chen Yilang said.

Chen Yilang probably has some understanding of the Wushu Association.

Whether it is in No. 1 Middle School or No. 2 Middle School, the Wuxie Association is basically a club founded by a group of students who like to fight.

When Chen Yilang was a freshman in high school, he was lucky enough to visit once as a freshman, and he saw that there were all kinds of masters in it, such as street gymnastics, nunchaku, Sanda, judo and karate, serious martial arts...

Everything you need.

Chen Yilang praised again and again, saying that the martial arts association is really powerful, and he was very interested, so he joined the e-sports club.

Of course, club life didn't last long.

Most of the students start to feel that they are busy with their studies and have no time to take care of club affairs after the second year of high school, and almost all of them will choose to quit at this time.

Therefore, students like Xiong Yuwei who persisted until the third year of high school can only say that it is indeed true love.

Seeing that Chen Yilang seemed quite interested, and remembering that Chen Yilang was very curious about her trophy when he was at her house, Xiong Yuwei asked:

Speaking of which, are you interested, Mr. Chen?

It seems that there are many great gods here tonight, and I can learn a lot.

I……

Chen Yilang was about to refuse.

Xiong Yuwei made a bit of a mistake in her judgment.

In fact, Brother Xianyu Lang didn't have much interest in the martial arts association, a mad dog society full of militants.

But at this moment, the voice of the system rang in Chen Yilang's mind again.

[Details: Xiong Yuwei sent you an invitation to visit the Martial Arts Association! But she didn't know that an unexpected situation would happen in a seemingly ordinary club fellowship meeting that night...]

[Conditions for achievement: agree to Xiong Yuwei's invitation, and go to the martial arts association to find out! 】

I... I'm really interested. Chen Yilang changed his words without changing his expression.

Even though all the brain cells in his heart were rejecting him, his body responded honestly.

After all, he is short of money now!

Having played with this system for a while, Chen Yilang probably figured out the routine.

Although most of the time the way to get money is to fight monsters, but if you want to say the fastest way, it must be doing tasks.

Especially some hidden missions triggered inexplicably.

This thing is like opening a blind box, you don't know how much reward you can get, but once a big guy is opened, it will be terrible...

Therefore, Chen Yilang's current tactic is that whenever there is a task, he must be punished.

Okay, then you can go to the martial arts association activity room with me later. Xiong Yuwei said.

The two ran a few laps while chatting, and after pressing the playground for a while, Chen Yilang followed Xiong Yuwei to the activity room.

It has to be said that although the Martial Arts Association is an association formed by a group of militants, it is also the most prestigious association in Beijiang No. 1.

Among other things, the activity hall that this club applied for from the school is already the largest classroom in the school.

As soon as he walked into the spacious hall, Chen Yilang could smell the smell of sweat and blood.

Ho!

ha!

Hey!

...

A room full of hunks and hunks are doing all kinds of tricks, sparring, nunchuck, punching bags, and even handstands...

This Martial Arts Association is still the most familiar appearance in Chen Yilang's memory.

At first glance, it probably looks like a room full of gods.

Weiwei! You're finally here! I've been waiting for you for a long time!

Chen Yilang was still looking around.

At this moment, a tall boy, wearing a black vest, showing his well-defined deltoid and biceps, walked towards him and Xiong Yuwei.

Chen Yilang didn't notice his handsome facial features at first glance, but the conspicuous logo on the top of his head.

[lv5 brute force monster]

[Brute Force Monster: A monster with well-developed muscles and slightly low intelligence. Remarks: Don't try to catch his punch out of curiosity, otherwise the probability of dying on the spot can reach 99%...]

Chen Yilang glanced at this guy. Indeed, his two chest muscles under the tight vest that were about to burst were still worthy of his name.

Let me introduce, this is Tang Yi, the president of your Beijiang No. 1 Middle School Martial Arts Association. Xiong Yuwei said to Chen Yilang naturally.

Then he said to Tang Yi: This is Chen Yilang, a classmate in the same class as you.

Although Chen Yilang, like Tang Yi, was a student of Beijiang No. 1 Middle School, because he hadn't been in contact with the club circle for a long time, he had never met the latter, and rarely heard of this person.

But Tang Yi seemed to have a little impression of him.

Oh, Chen Yilang? I know yours.

Tang Yi smiled and said, Your grades don't seem to be very good, right? I often see your name at the bottom of the grade list.

I remember that you don't seem to be interested in clubs, why are you here today?