There wasn't a single core member of the Office of Strategic Deception who didn't know Wang Ling's identity (a reclusive big shot who pretended to be a sixteen-year-old high school student). It wasn't just Wang Ling; everyone in the Wang family's small villa was also a big shot. This was all thanks to Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's brain and internal propaganda. It turned out that sometimes it wasn't bad to have friends who could make up stories, since they could actually save a lot of explaining …
In any case, these people were all core members and Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's confidants. Their mouths were trustworthy, and they wouldn't take the initiative to spill the beans. Wang Ling knew that his "reclusive big shot" hat couldn't be removed from these people's minds. Even if they knew he was still in high school, they would still feel that this was an Almighty's bad taste.
In many people's eyes, the reason why Almighties could become Almighties was because they more or less had some eccentricities. It was a good thing to cultivate steadily, and the truth of having one's feet on the ground would never change. However, people with eccentricities often had very strong egos.
Generally speaking, in the cultivation world, it was easier for people with their own personalities and independent styles to succeed.
This might sound like fallacious reasoning, but it was in fact true …
Wang Ling himself also felt that he had some eccentricities, such as his penchant for peeping, his passion for crispy noodle snacks, and his love for studying … Father and Mother Wang had probably instilled in him from a young age that studying was always a good thing.
After all, he was only sixteen years old, and his experience was far from that of those old seniors who had lived through the millennia and witnessed the country's rise to prosperity and power step by step.
But while Wang Ling loved to study, there were times when he also liked to goof off.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have enchanted the monster pen and goblin eraser to do his homework for him.
In order to keep his grades down in exams, Wang Ling usually studied ahead of time. He could do all the homework himself; sometimes he just didn't feel like it and was too lazy to do it.
Of course, most of the time, Wang Ling didn't do his homework because he was in the mood, but purely for the limited edition crispy noodle snacks.
His homework couldn't be sold for much money. Sometimes, as soon as he brought it to school, Super Chen and Hero Guo would run over and start copying it with the godly skill of the Flow of Multiple Pens …
It was said that during the busiest time in the third year of high school, the seniors in the third year of high school (they were all top students) began to charge fees to help others complete their homework in order to save up for their tuition fees. They could even imitate people's handwriting to be exactly the same. This had already developed this industry to a commercial value.
In Wang Ling's opinion, copying homework wasn't good, and was harmful to oneself. Helping someone else with their homework for a fee was even worse; it wasn't helping them, but harming them.
Wang Ling had never felt that his homework was valuable, but it couldn't stop his homework from selling like hotcakes over at the Heavenly Dao …
The equivalent exchange that the Heavenly Axiom had conducted over the past few years was not as valuable as his homework.
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Wang Ling noticed that from the moment he entered the Office of Strategic Deception's territory, he had been the focus of all kinds of staff members. After entering the internet cafe, Su Xing kept peeping at her.
Hm … actually, Wang Ling didn't really care. Too many things had happened in the first half of high school, which had actually made him feel a lot more at ease. He no longer felt uncomfortable all over when someone glanced at him for the slightest bit.
Let them look. You're just looking because you're good-looking. That's why they look at you.
Thinking this way, Wang Ling felt a lot more at ease.
Besides, he had used the Great Face Shaping Spell to make slight adjustments to his appearance, and had deliberately made himself ugly. Actually, it wasn't all that good-looking.
Even when Wang Ling himself looked in the mirror, he felt that his face was mediocre.
Compared with those fresh meat on TV with fair and tender faces, high noses, straight eyebrows and oval faces, he was still a long way off.
In terms of looks, Wang Ling felt that he couldn't compare to even a tenth or two of Immortal Toya.
He was just a high school student who was pleasing to the eye.
But Wang Ling hadn't expected Fang Xing to actually be a little unhappy that Su Xing kept looking at him. In the Office of Strategic Deception, Fang Xing was now Su Xing's immediate superior.
Thus, when Su Xing looked at Wang Ling out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. It was as if he was looking at a cobra standing on its hind legs and staring at him, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
Su Xing had already heard that this Ling Zhenren was the Office of Strategic Deception's group favorite, and that everyone treasured him to no end. But this was a little too exquisite, and Wang Ling had only taken a few glances!
As a newcomer, Su Xing naturally didn't dare offend his superior. He smiled foolishly and withdrew his gaze. Then, he brought them to a small room.
This was the reception room in the game group's Internet cafe. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had prepared the machines in advance, and there were exactly five game machines in holographic pods.
The three friends from No. 60 High were instantly pleasantly surprised. "This …"
Fang Xing smiled. "You're not old enough to go online in an Internet cafe, but this is the reception room. Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal, Chief of the Office of Strategic Deception, specially prepared these machines here and invited us to experience them. He sent me the physical verification, but didn't tell you before because he wanted to give you a surprise. "
Actually, this was a form of preferential treatment.
Super Chen and Dopey Guo were extremely excited. They had never sat in such high-end game pods before, and it was actually unrealistic to buy one. It wasn't that they couldn't afford it. It was just that it was a little awkward at this stage in high school; it was inevitable that their parents would be angry with such a big machine at home.
When all was said and done, the college entrance examination hadn't started yet, so it wasn't appropriate for them to engage in this kind of extreme entertainment.
One by one, they sat down in the holographic game pods. The soft sofa and comfortable cushions made them feel as if they were in a land of gentleness! — This was too comfortable! It was like cotton everywhere! After lying down, they felt as if they had sunk into water, and their bodies were as light as a feather! Even if they didn't play games, it was very comfortable to lie down here and sleep!
"Damn! I'm definitely going to buy one in my lifetime! I'll buy it once I get into university! I'll buy it even if I have to spend all my money! "Super Chen was excited.
"Quit your games first. I reckon that you'll be able to save enough money for one by the time you get into university." Dopey Guo chuckled.
In fact, it wasn't impossible as long as they saved money on weapon enhancement scrolls … A top-of-the-line holographic pod wasn't expensive; it was only 1.6 million yuan!
Little Peanut lay in the holographic pod and prayed. His family was a Buddhist, and he put his palms together in a Buddhist salute as if he were praying. "My parents said that life would be easy after I get into university."
Although he was lying in the pod now, Little Peanut still felt a little guilty, which was probably what all well-behaved children who were about to be "led astray" felt at this time.
As the well-behaved child of the family and the class commissary in charge of studies, Little Peanut didn't even use a smartphone at home, let alone play games. It was only when Little Peanut's parents had seen Odd Zhuo's invitation that they had agreed to let him go for a study assignment that they had agreed to let him go.
Seeing that everyone was lying in the game pods, Su Xing smiled and said, "Everyone, get ready. Please lie down in your most comfortable positions, and I'll turn them on."
He had an administrator remote control in his hand.
After he pressed the button, the doors of the five holographic game pods closed.
Whether it was Su Xing, Fang Xing or Wang Ling, none of them had expected this simple experience to actually cause trouble …
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