"Disciple is eager to pursue the Dao, please grant Grandmaster's wish!”
When Zhang Shaoyang swept through the Ren Family Town's top ten newcomers, Wang Lin was half kneeling inside a bun shop.
Not far in front of him, an old man in black shroud, who was over 60 years old, was sitting cross-legged on an altar carved with ferocious ghosts.
Ever since he found out that game skills could be "materialized" into reality, Wang Lin had put all his energy into the game.
They even spent a lot of money to buy the skills of other players online.
However, the number of players in Ren Town was not large to begin with, and those who could obtain skill books were even fewer.
The request for purchase was sent out for a few days, but there was no response.
Wang Lin knew that there were many smart people in this world. The longer he delayed, the easier it would be to expose the "secret" of the game.
For this reason, he had tried to get close to Zhang Shaoyang several times, planning to get something out of him.
However, Zhang Shaoyang had been leaving early and returning late during this period of time. His schedule was very full. He could not find an opportunity at all. If he approached the other party rashly, he was afraid that he would arouse the other party's vigilance.
Wang Lin had no choice but to take a step back. He wanted to follow Zhang Shaoyang and become a disciple of an NPC faction.
Through his secret observation, the owner of this bun shop was a hidden expert.
"If you want to join me, you have to help me do one thing!”The old man's eye bags that were like toad skin slightly lifted.
This person was the Feng Shui Master from twenty years ago, an Earthly Adept cultivator from the Corpse Cultivation Sect.
He had concealed his identity for twenty years in Ren Town, all for the sake of waiting for the arrival of the Blood Moon, the day when the seal of the Empress Dowager's tomb was at its weakest.
In an instant, Wang Lin felt a cold gaze fall on him and his head instinctively lowered a little."Please give me your orders, Grandmaster. Disciple will do my best…"
…
By the time Zhang Shaoyang finished clearing the Ren Town's top ten novice dungeons, the sun had already risen in the east.
He looked at the game time and realized that there was still more than an hour left, so he prepared to rush back to the mortuary to log off.
" Junior Brother, here, here…" Zhang Shaoyang had just stepped into the mortuary when he heard Wen Cai's voice behind him.
Turning around, he saw Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng, and a strong young man sitting at the shaobing stall opposite the mortuary, eating breakfast.
"Senior Brother Qiusheng, Senior Brother Wencai, why are you here? Where are Master and Martial Uncle Four-Eyed?"
Zhang Shaoyang sat on the chair and asked in confusion.
"Boss, give me a bowl of tofu pudding and two sesame seed cakes…"
Master and Martial Uncle Four-Eyed went to find a new tomb for Old Master Ren and left early in the morning…"
"Brother Wang, this is my little junior brother, Zhang Shaoyang. This junior brother of mine…"
After greeting the boss of the sesame seed cake stall, Wen Cai patted the lean young man beside him and said with a smile.
After listening to Wen Cai's introduction, Wang Lin clasped his hands at Zhang Shaoyang with a smile and a sincere expression."The world's number one is like thunder in my ears. I hope Brother Zhang will take care of me in the future…"
" Brother Wang, you flatter me. There are many capable people in Jianghu. I'm just a drop in the ocean…" Zhang Shaoyang waved his hand and said politely.
After chatting for a while, both parties left after breakfast.
"Senior brothers, it's currently an eventful time. It's best not to bring any outsiders into the mortuary.”
Zhang Shaoyang's expression darkened the moment he returned to the mortuary.
As the saying went, cats had their ways, and rats had their ways. Zhang Shaoyang did not mind that some players used their literary talent to become Ninth Uncle's disciples and learn Maoshan Taoist techniques.
However, he would never allow anyone to snatch food from the tiger's mouth and participate in the plot that he liked.
Although Wang Lin looked strong and honest, the greed in his eyes revealed his true nature.
Taking a step back, even if Wang Lin didn't have any ulterior motives, Zhang Shao didn't want any players to get involved in this critical moment when old man Ren was about to leave the coffin.
The development of the game's plot could be traced, but the players were too casual and could bring about unknown changes.
Hearing Zhang Shaoyang's words, Wen Cai unhappily said,"Junior Brother, you are exaggerating. This Wang Lin is generous and loyal. He doesn't look like a bad person…"
Wen Cai had a simple personality and loved to take advantage of small things. With Wang Lin's deliberate welcome and small favors, he had long since treated him as a true friend.
Hearing Zhang Shaoyang talk about his new friend like this, he was naturally unwilling.
Seeing this, Zhang Shaoyang knew that continuing to speak would not only be of no use, but it would also only make him unhappy, so he did not say anything more.
However, he was secretly keeping an eye out.
He had a feeling that this Wang Lin wasn't simple.
…
After logging out of the game, Zhang Shaoyang found that the internet was filled with news about the game.
" Shocking! A student obtained a skill book in the game, and it was sold for a high price of ten million. He became rich overnight!》
The Ghost Game, the second world of mankind!》
The game has passed Guo Jia's safety inspection and is not harmful to the body!》
Experts say that with the emergence of the ghost game, the global economic center will shift to the virtual world.
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