Super System Plundering the Heaven

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Among the teachers in class three of high school, Wu Xianchun, the English teacher, patted the table.

Watching Wu Xianchun go out holding the test paper, Ye Yu was relieved. For Ye Yu, every English test followed the execution ground.

"Haha, Ye Yu, you seem to be afraid of the English exam! Isn't it afraid that the exam is not good?" Han Xue saw Ye Yu obviously relaxed, and asked a little funny.

"Yeah, you know that I don't do well in English."

"Otherwise ???" Han Xue tilted her head, looked at Ye Yu, and blinked playfully. "May I help you with your tuition!"

Ye Yu thought for a moment, "No more, it's already so handsome. If learning is so good, how can other people live?"

"Hahaha ???" Han Xue was instantly teased, holding a pink fist and knocking Ye Yu, "How can you be so beautiful!"

"I'm very low-key, otherwise I will show you a perfect score in English every minute."

"Huh! I don't believe it!" Han Xue glanced at her mouth, and said with a voice.

Do not believe? Soon you will believe it! Ou Yangyu, who was not far from Ye Yu, muttered in his heart, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Yu with a playful light.

But at this moment, Ye Yu didn't find Ouyang Yu's hidden conspiracy, and he got up and went out, looking for a place where no one was, because the number of steals today has not been used.

Ye Yu walked to a corner of the teaching building and looked around. No one came and started the stealing today.

"System, start stealing!"

Hum!

Familiar colorful apertures appeared in front of Ye Yu, raised his right hand, and entered directly.

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This is a very wide room with white walls on all sides, and the ground is as clean as new without any trace of dust.

Although it is clean, it looks a bit messy because of various strange-shaped instruments.

A chunky old man in a white coat is carefully watching as he shuttles in front of various instruments.

"Dr. Grandma, where are you, Doctor Grandma?"

A small figure pushed in and stood at the door.

The visitor looked seven or eight years old. He had a small dark blue suit on the upper body, sports shorts underneath, a pair of sneakers on his feet, and a pair of large-framed eyes, and was anxiously shouting.

"Is it Conan? I'm here!"

Hearing the sound at the door, Dr. Aya said as he looked at the flashing text on the screen.

"Dr. Grandma, I beg you to make the glasses. Have you made it?" Conan walked to Dr. Grandma's side and looked at the busy doctor asking.

"Eyeglasses?" Dr. Aya reached out and touched the bare head, suddenly realized, "Oh! It's that, it's already been done! I'll look for you!"

Having said that, Dr. Aya stood up and rummaged on the workbench behind him.

Wow! Wow!

Dr. Aya rummaged on the workbench several times and still could not find the glasses that Conan wanted.

"Oh? That's weird. I obviously left it here? Why is it gone?" Dr. Aya said in surprise, looking at the more messy workbench.

Conan stomped her feet and looked at the workbench where the debris piled up into the mountains, with black lines all over her head, "Dr. Grandma, you won't lose it!"

Dr. Grandma heard the words and smiled a little awkwardly, "Ah, ha ha, maybe, maybe I really lost it."

Seeing Conan a little upset, Dr. Aya said quickly, "Conan, don't worry, I just made a spare, but it's not too delicate."

In the end, Conan wore a pair of strangely ugly glasses and walked out of Dr. Aya's laboratory.

Dr. Aya sent Conan away, turned his head to look at the workbench, and thought, "It's weird. I was there just now, why didn't I disappear in a blink of an eye?"