The game character has become my vest

The drunken boy walked towards Mian crookedly, and the two people who were following him saw this posture and Mian's appearance, their reaction was a step slower, and they didn't have time to stop their friend at all.

"I, I remember you... No, I know you!" He chuckled, then frantically fumbled in his pockets—he took it out again and again, "Eh? Where's my phone? Where's my phone?"

Only then did his two friends come up to pick him up belatedly, their voices subconsciously lowered, and then they pulled him back slightly cautiously, "Here, here."

Mian didn't leave right away, he just stood aside, and then asked gently: "Do you need help?"

"Ah? No, don't you need it?" The two people who were not drunk looked at each other, but shook their heads cautiously.

But the drunk one waved his hand, trying hard to push his friend away from grabbing his hand: "I want it! Hiccup—I, we take a photo, take a photo, okay? Ouch, I also met an Internet celebrity. !” The boy said, and he made a slow gesture of a "scissors hand" with three fingers upright.

The man's friend wanted to laugh, but he held back embarrassingly, with an interesting expression on his face.

"Okay." Mian still has a good temper, and he thinks this person is very interesting.But he's not an internet celebrity... This boy probably doesn't know too well.

The boy turned on the front camera of the phone with shaking hands, and took a selfie against the dim street lights.

"Hey, hello... I want to post to Moments, Weibo, Weiwei Xiaoxin..."

"Pfft, what Weiwei Xiaoxin, it's WeChat."

"Hey grandson, what I say is what I say!"

"You're just a grandson, call Dad or I'll record a video for you and send it to your goddess!"

Mian thought for a while, and found it very interesting to see the three students talking with the bar up.

Later, he felt that if he wanted to expand his trade, these young people with a much higher acceptance rate were actually very good candidates.

It's just that he hasn't found anything that is unique on Earth and rare in the game world.

Mian, who is involved in the human body, is not very willing, because in this way, he will be regarded as a dangerous person by the formal organization, and he himself will not be able to pass the psychological hurdle.

But he could try to recover some souls?

In the world of demons, the soul is an extremely precious thing, but in the eyes of atheists in the real world, it doesn't exist at all.It's not that the soul will be recovered immediately, but after the contractor dies, their soul demon will take it away.

Even if the lifespan of a demon is hundreds of thousands of years, it takes decades to get it, and the extremely precious soul is even more rare.

As for the soulless... What Emian learned was that he had given up the afterlife.

But modern people pay more attention to the present. They have no memory in the afterlife, and they grew up in a completely different environment. Whether "self" or not is "self" is a problem.

Mian wants to give it a try. Of course, he will tell others about the importance of the soul.

Such a thing that is willing to fight and endure, can always find a partner.

So Mian watched them silently for a while, then took the initiative to go up, and said without warning in their eyes: "I have something to ask you, of course, I will pay Xiangyin's reward."

The two boys were stunned when they were awake, feeling a little strange.They couldn't help but looked on the street, the car that would only drive by for a few minutes on the road, and the three of them who combined were not high in combat effectiveness, and one... Although he looked good, he didn't look like a real person , but his words and deeds are very strange, some inexplicable men.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Only the drunk boy continued to blare.

Seeing that they stopped talking, Mian continued on his own: "I have something here for you."

In front of the three boys, Mian took out three bottles of medicine with the effect of "sight and hearing" from his backpack empty-handed.Purchased from an official pharmacy in Tinlania, the potion has nothing to do with the demons. Its effect on the human body is that the hearing becomes more sensitive, the eyes can see more clearly, and the mind and thoughts are clearer at home... in all races. It is very common and can also treat mild myopia and mild deafness.

What Mian put in his backpack was for himself and his family.

The eyesight of Mian and his family is either nearsighted or presbyopic, but Mian put it in his backpack before he could find a chance to take it out.

And before Mian had time to explain the three-tube slender glass bottle he was holding with one hand, the two boys quickly waved their hands and backed away.

"No, we don't buy anything. But how does the magic work?"

Mian didn't say much else, "You don't need to buy it." He looked at the boy who made the noise, and handed it over, and then he took it in his hand in a daze.Only then did Mian show a smile, and the boy couldn't say no to it for a while, he just felt that if he was really asked to buy it... it wouldn't be impossible.

"Its role is to 'hear and see'. What you need to do is to find someone who is willing to sell your soul to your soul."

This time, the person who was caught in the beauty came back to his senses, and then exchanged a glance with his companion—the walking second disease? ? ?

So the other person became faintly excited, thinking that live chuunibha is uncommon, even a rare species, and there are even fewer such good-looking ones.

Excitedly, he followed "into the drama" and asked: "Then how can we contact you when we find it?"

Mian thought for a moment, then took out his phone: "You can add a WeChat."

The two were silent for a while: "..." It turned out that Weishang was looking for the QR code.

Now there are really more and more routines.

But after thinking about it, this face has been reposted many times on the Internet some time ago, and it is comparable to a little internet celebrity. It is actually not bad that they can get a friend position because of a chance encounter, and they can be a talking point in the future .

It's just that after adding friends, they feel that it's really not easy to work these days. At this time, they are still looking for someone to scan the code on the main road to expand their business scope.

As for the three glass bottles that looked like Sanwu products... I didn't intend to throw them away.They wanted to take it back, and they could tell others about it the next day. This thing could also be regarded as "material evidence."

But such thoughts completely disappeared when Mian walked away from the crack in front of them.

People who drank alcohol also became somewhat normal conscious in a daze, but they still couldn't turn their heads, so they just faltered and asked, "Where's the person? Where's the person? Hey! There's another person who has changed a lot?!"

On the contrary, the two people beside him shivered from the cold wind, and hurriedly dragged the drunk one back.

"Let's go, let's go back... I really saw you..." Ghost.

The unfinished words dissipated with the cool wind, and the street was empty again after a while.

……

Mian's thinking is much simpler. The things he gave away are not expensive, but this kind of experience is definitely unforgettable.Unforgettable enough to remember for almost a lifetime.

And what he needs is for them to tell the story, just like the strange talk among colleges and universities.

It's best to spread his WeChat account too... He shouldn't be banned.

—probably not.

Mian thought for a while, and put his Weibo account on the agenda. As for the avatar... Mian returned to the residence provided by the supernatural organization, found a white wall, and took a photo of his exposed corners.

Use the pair of horns on your own head as your avatar.

If you understand it, you will understand it naturally.

Mian put the avatar on it, and touched his corner before he could resist.

It's nice to the touch, it's hard, and it can be used as a weapon, but it's too ugly to do it.

Thinking about it, Mian released his wings again, folded them up and touched them.

It's the same as touching your right hand with your left hand, there's no special feeling...it can cut other people's throats when it's sharp, and if you don't use it deliberately, you can also put it softly behind your back as a decoration.

He has become more and more aware of the demonic ability in Tang En's body, but the specific use has always been based on skills.

The work tasks in the game gained a lot of experience, which made him unknowingly promoted to level 39, but it was of no use.

He is trying to learn combat skills now, and he has nowhere to put his surplus magic power.

If you really fight with demons of the same level, you may be easily abused into scum.

At this time, Mian couldn't help thinking about Chebman's warehouse again, but whether he had combat power or not, he had quite a few life skill scrolls.

But it's not necessary.

The main thing is its own hard power.

Mian glanced at the time, and before he knew it, it was past five o'clock, and he was about to "get up".

So he thought about it for a while, and for the time being, he still came up with the idea of ​​improving his combat power—because the facts in front of him told him that there was absolutely no way.

However, in the real world, tonight's behavior can be repeated a few times to develop the business.

Mian was still thinking about these things when he got up from the rental house. After he finished washing and had breakfast outside, it was almost seven o'clock when he arrived at the main entrance of the school.

The monitor of their class, Peng Zhou, was building a shed in the square with others.

When Mian walked over, he raised his foot and lightly kicked Peng Zhou's squatting buttocks, "I'm coming."

Peng Zhou turned his head and looked up. Just as he was about to say something, his expression changed again.He stood up neatly, looked left and right at Mian, "This is wrong—"

Mian looked around and didn't pay attention to his attitude: "What are you going to do? Didn't you say pick someone up at the train station?"

"Who are you picking up? The car hasn't arrived yet, so we can only wait. No, that's not the point. What did you do during the summer vacation? Have you had plastic surgery?"

Mian glanced at him: "What does your family look like after plastic surgery?"

Peng Zhou nodded, "That's right. I heard that there is a recovery period. You don't look like this. But, but it's too cold-blooded to leave your father behind in this summer vacation."

"Just be skinny." Mian shook his head, looking completely indifferent to Peng Zhou's words.

"It's over." Peng Zhou sighed, "I went to change my hairstyle specially, thinking that I could find a partner among the schoolgirls. After you have come here today, I know that I have no hope."

Mian just laughed, "You rainbow fart is not bad."

"That's right, I don't want to see how I'm doing." Peng Zhou pointed to the pile of things beside him, "The things here are all from our department, and you can help to press them."

Mian lowered his head and went to arrange the table and chairs, and then moved the stacks of admission guides on the ground to the table.

Peng Zhou left his hands free, watched Mian busy, then thought for a while, took out his phone and took a picture of Zhang Mian's profile with a "click".

Mian turned to look at him, "What are you doing?"

Peng Zhou shook his finger and sighed: "You don't know, a certain person signed up for the gym this summer vacation, it seems that he spent a lot of money to find a coach, lost weight, the whole person has changed a lot, and he intends to surprise everyone. Those who don’t take selfies, now I post one every few days, I post one every few days, and I quickly swipe past it if I don’t reply. It’s only when I saw you today that I thought he was nothing to do with fitness. This is what makes people regret last year Didn't get it right."