Serial Player
Chapter 873 - 531

Chapter 873: 531

Raindrops pattered against the glass window, leaving a continuous curtain of water and awakening the two people from their sleep.

The long-standing tension and accumulated desire from the battle within the disaster fog.

In last night’s pleasure, it was completely unleashed.

At the same time, it was also a lesson for the reckless girl amidst the disaster fog.

Just a bit more, and he would have lost her forever.

Every time Li Changhe thought of that scene where the Celestial River had formed, his heart was filled with fear and anger.

Perhaps, it was this resentment that made him go a bit too far.

Looking at the marks on the alluring ketone bodies in his arms and the girl’s slightly reddened eyes,

Li Changhe felt somewhat guilty as he gently stroked the girl’s hair and whispered softly, "Get up. I’ll make you some...

""No... It hurts..." Xiao Nan refused with a flushed face, shaking her head and with a hoarse voice.

""I meant... beef noodles."

On the third day after the disaster fog in Yanyun had ended, the reconstruction work in the city area was still underway vigorously.

In the nearly one month since the disaster fog had started, officials had already established enough facilities around it to accommodate the public.

With the large number of disaster victims settled, the casualty count had also been finalized.

Over forty thousand people failed to make it out of the disaster fog alive—grief so profound it seemed to make the skies weep.

This cooled the ardor of those new players considerably. From now on, they would often be in the midst of such danger.

The identity of a player is a gift, even if it is a curse. While they acquire extraordinary strength, they also face unexpected perils.

For them, the disaster of the disaster fog was merely a beginning.

The impact of this disaster fog was not limited to Yanyun; changes were beginning to emerge in various cities.

Schools and densely populated areas were provided with a certain level of defense force.

Meanwhile, many gyms for martial arts and firearms training sprang up in different cities—and the prices were not high.

Officials wanted the public to acquire more combat skills, even just a little, to ensure they wouldn’t be powerless in the face of disasters.

This was the same principle as the earlier requirement for schools to add physical training to their curriculum.

Of the four hundred thousand people trapped in the disaster fog, very few were willing and able to fight.

Otherwise, the various safe zones wouldn’t face such immense defensive pressure.

Li Changhe was browsing his phone, keeping up with the various changes in the outside world during the disaster fog, while also watching online classes on his computer.

On the online course, a teacher from Yanyun High School was trying hard to lecture.

Yanyun High School had been obliterated by the Terror Devils, so until the school was rebuilt, the students had to take classes online.

This was actually quite safe.

Especially for the twelfth graders, whose studies had been delayed by more than twenty days due to the disaster fog.

All the teachers wished the students would drown in a sea of problems.

With just over two months until the college entrance exam, it was crucial to rush to recover the curriculum.

At least, that’s what they thought. The students listening to the class, however, occasionally discussed the topic of players.

It was as if, with the appearance of players, the high school examination had become unimportant.

"Really, I’m a LV10 player, still diligently listening to classes and frantically writing papers. Why can they be so leisurely?" Li Changhe complained inwardly, just having received a huge stack of papers in [Email] from Wang Er.

Li Changhe did a quick calculation, and it seemed like Wang Er had accounted for the twenty-plus days in the disaster fog, with three papers every day.

It looked like Li Changhe’s plan to enter the instance and do homework needed to be scheduled pronto, damn it.

However, Wang Er brought some unexpected news.

Within the Heavenly Principle that he was infiltrating as an undercover agent, Xu Zhi had started to secretly engage with him. And he revealed some information that he had not yet grasped, such as the industries supported by Heavenly Principle and the existence of those benefit chains.

"Your identity has been discovered?" Li Changhe was alarmed.

Wang Er, player nickname, Steel Coin King. Hidden Pile codename ’Three Hairs’ was nowhere near as nice sounding as Li Changhe’s ’Dog Riding’. This shows that officials are incompetent at naming.

If he were discovered, it would be too dangerous. The information is negotiable, but if a person is gone, they’re gone.

Although the guy often stuffed him with papers, Li Changhe did not wish for his friend to encounter any troubles.

And that Xu Zhi guy, Li Changhe had only encountered once, and he had put on an extremely arrogant and haughty front. Li Changhe also took the opportunity to use his name to frame Heavenly Principle. Now, Black Palace was probably still looking for trouble with them.

During this period, Xu Zhi was plotting something in the disaster fog, but Li Changhe and the officials, busy dealing with the Terror Devil, didn’t bother with him.

Unexpectedly, he actually knew about Wang Er’s identity. Could it be that in the disaster fog, his worshiped entity had detected this thorn?

"No, I’ve concealed myself well; someone told him. At that moment, I almost took action, especially as Xu Zhi even knew my Hidden Pile codename," Wang Er responded. "But Xu Zhi did not expose my Hidden Pile identity; instead, he began to actively cooperate with me."

"Who told him?" Li Changhe asked, then paused, "The Crying Hero?"

Li Changhe remembered the conversation with the Crying Hero and the crystal skull on his waist.

The Crying Hero had reached some kind of cooperation with them by unknown means and even informed Xu Zhi of Wang Er’s identity.

"Right, it’s your Terror Devil. That hero who abandoned his throne, the Crying Hero," Wang Er replied. "The upper echelons of Heavenly Principle are actually fanatical Believers of that entity, and the Crying Hero somehow convinced Xu Zhi to betray his faith. Thereby helping me steal more information."

"Did he make any demands?" Li Changhe asked. The Crying Hero... he wouldn’t harm Wang Er.

"He wants to meet you. But now, he’s being closely watched by Heavenly Principle and has no chance. Luckily, I have [Friends] with him, so passing information is not a problem," Wang Er replied. "This, our officials will handle well. In the meantime, you concentrate on writing your papers. Keep an eye on your mailbox; I have a lot more papers. Going dark."

"Teacher Wang, do you really think I can finish so many papers?"

Li Changhe was amused. If the education level of the Great Tang warriors wasn’t so far behind the modern era, he would have summoned heroic spirits to rush through the papers.

Speaking of mailboxes...

When facing the Demon King and others earlier, the Moon God and others had sent some medicines.

He hadn’t used them, and it was time to give them back.

Other things aside, the Danmu Fruit sent by the Moon God was too precious.

Ever since the Great Tang incident, it had been so long since he could contact Moon God Brother. To suddenly receive such support, Li Changhe felt somewhat embarrassed to accept it.

As soon as the items were [Emailed] back, the Moon God rejected them.

And he sent three more Danmu Fruits.

At the same time, he asked in [Friends], "Big bro, do you have tickets for the Ghost Train?"

"I do, do you want them?"

"No, it’s good that you have them." The Moon God replied, "Do me a favor, it’s my lifelong request."

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