The Game Has Come True, I Have Become An Immortal In Reality

Chapter 44 My life is destined to be a supporting role, but who doesn’t want to stand in the light? 【2-in-1】

As for how to activate a new copy, Lu Chen made a little judgment based on the last time he activated the 'Dungeon: Tomb of Ancient Repairmen'. new

If he remembered correctly, he accidentally discovered that he had activated a copy of the game after he came to the training room of the school.

And is there anything special about the school’s training room?

This is true.

Legend has it that the location of Luocheng No. 1 Middle School was not decided at a glance, but the result of a special selection.

What is the reason for this choice?

One is whether the spiritual power of this place is strong, and the other is whether the feng shui is suitable.

The former is easy to understand. After all, whether the spiritual power is strong or not is related to the cultivation speed of the teachers and students of No. 1 Middle School.

Why can Si Da Yuan become the four most famous universities in Kyushu?

A large part of the reason is that the place where the Four Avenues Temple is located is one of the caves and paradises with the strongest spiritual power in the entire Kyushu.

Many great supernatural power practitioners and students who are willing to join the Four Avenues Academy as lecturers have taken a fancy to this point.

After all, practicing in a place like this for one year is comparable to practicing in other places for two or three years. The difference is obvious.

In addition to spiritual power, good Feng Shui is also one of the criteria for selecting a school site.

After all, for most practitioners, you can not believe in fate, but you cannot disrespect fate.

Therefore, the location of the Si Da Da Yuan is not only a blessed place with abundant spiritual power, but also a place where a famous sect or an ancient dynasty was located in the past, with excellent Feng Shui.

Although the location of Luocheng No. 1 Middle School is not as exaggerated as that of Si Da Da Yuan, its feng shui is within Luocheng, so it is as good as the other.

The practice room is the best location selected among such good places.

In this way, Lu Chen also thought of the conditions for activating the copy.

"Perhaps the key to activating the copy lies in whether there has ever been an existence in this area that can leave traces over the years."

"Only when I get close to a place like this can I activate the copy..."

After some analysis, Lu Chen felt that he seemed to have found a way to activate the copy.

But at the moment these are just his speculations, and he cannot draw conclusions immediately.

As for how to prove this, Lu Chen has already thought about it.

"If my inference is correct, the Second Middle School and the Third Middle School, which are as famous as the First Middle School, should also have a chance to activate a certain copy."

"As long as I go to No. 2 or No. 3 Middle School, I might be able to understand the principle of activating a copy..."

As the saying goes, practice brings true knowledge.

The best way to verify this conclusion right now is undoubtedly to actually go to No. 2 or No. 3 Middle School.

If a new copy can be activated by then, then maybe the time for him to awaken his innate magical power is not far away.

[Name: Lu Chen (inner disciple of Qingyun Sect)]

[Cultivation: Seventh level of Qi training period (7700/30000)]

[Innate magical power (32/100): not yet awakened]

[Current experience value: 1120]

On October 8th, there was a canteen in front of Luocheng No. 3 Middle School.

"Shouyi, we are all in our senior year of high school now. You, a top student in No. 1 Middle School, don't want to rush for the college entrance examination with all your strength. How come you still have time to chat with me?"

Zhao Lu took two bottles of soda with straws inserted and handed one of them to Bian Shouyi.

As soon as Bian Shou took the soda, he frowned and looked at the bruises at the corners of Zhao Lu's eyes.

"What's wrong with Ji Lian?"

Zhao Lu sat on the steps next to Bian Shouyi and said casually: "It's nothing, I just fell while walking."

As if he didn't want to dwell too much on this issue, Zhao Lu immediately changed the subject and said, "Stop talking about me, let's talk about you, Shouyi."

"I heard from Guan Shanshan, who was also admitted to No. 1 Middle School, that you lost to a student from the humanitarian class in this mock exam."

"Are you in No. 1 Middle School so powerful now? Can a student from the Humanity Class beat you, a genius from the Tiandao Class?"

Hearing this, Bian Shouyi immediately recalled his brief confrontation with Lu Chen in the mock exam.

He said without hesitation: "Yes, I lost, and I lost miserably."

Zhao Lu looked at him in disbelief: "No, you actually admitted that you lost so easily. Are you the same Sword Chi Shouichi who dared to challenge the senior seniors even if they disagreed? Could you be?" Was your body taken away by someone?"

In this regard, Bian Shou seemed very calm when he arrived.

He took a sip of the soda from the glass bottle and said expressionlessly: "If you lose, you lose. There's nothing bad to admit, but I won't keep losing."

Looking at Bian Shouyi's firm eyes, Zhao Lu's eyes fell silent.

As a good friend who grew up with Bian Shouyi, he was actually more unable to accept Bian Shouyi's failure than anyone else.

Because he has been chasing Bian Shouyi's back since he was a child.

And hope to stand at the same height as him one day.

If Bian Shouyi lost to another student from Tiandao Class No. 1 Middle School, then Zhao Lu might not have many thoughts.

But Bian Shouyi lost to a student from the humanities class like him.

Even though there is an obvious resource gap between No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Middle School, this gap is only reflected between the Tiandao classes of the two schools.

The difference between the tunnel class and the humanitarian class below is actually not that big.

In other words, the person who defeated Bian Shouyi was an 'ordinary person' like him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lu couldn't help but sigh: "You are still the best in No. 1 Middle School. Even in the Humanity Class, there are still geniuses left behind."

"I should have known that I shouldn't have chosen to study in No. 3 Middle School because of tuition fees. Instead, I should have gone to No. 1 Middle School with you."

Bian Shouyi next to him looked at the lonely Zhao Lu. After thinking for a moment, he said seriously: "Auntie has worked very hard, and Lu Chen is special. He just loves playing games too much. Otherwise, I would definitely have Being able to enter the Tiandao class is different from what you think."

Zhao Lu took a deep breath and said with a smile: "What's the difference? The Humanity Class looks at qualifications. He must have entered the Humanity Class because his spiritual root qualifications were not enough at the beginning."

"But since he can beat you now, it means that he must have extraordinary talents in other places besides his spiritual root qualifications."

"It's not like me. My life experience is not good, my qualifications are not good, and even my understanding is mediocre."

"Don't talk about getting into a Taoist academy in the future. It's not certain whether I can build a foundation in this life."

"But you are right about one thing, that is, you will never lose forever."

"Although you lost to Lu Chen in this mock test, your future will never change because of this failure. You are still the genius swordsman we look up to."

Having said this, Zhao Lu put down the soda in his hand and looked deeply at the bustling street with people coming and going not far away.

Some of these people were walking in a hurry, with tired faces, as if they had just finished a day's work and were ready to go home.

Some people were beaming, dressed luxuriously, and drove expensive cars whizzing by.

And more people are just like the canteen owner behind them, wearing simple clothes, greeting customers with a smile, and living their ordinary lives.

Zhao Lu felt that his future might be like most people, ordinary and ordinary.

But the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he felt.

If he does not have the qualifications to practice, he may not envy others.

But God gave him the qualifications to practice, but not only did this qualifications not allow him to reach a higher level, it actually made him more deeply aware of the huge gap between himself and others.

It gives you a little hope, but this hope is really just a little bit...

Perhaps seeing Zhao Lu's loneliness, Bian Shouyi next to him said with rare high emotional intelligence: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Zhao Lu, didn't you say you wanted to write a novel well?"

"He said that even if he fails to pass the Taoist Academy and become a true practitioner, he can eventually become a decent novelist and live a good life."

"How about it, has the novel been written now?"

Hearing this, Zhao Lu laughed at himself: "You should take the jokes I told when I was young seriously. Novels...I stopped writing them a long time ago."

"Ah? Why?"

Zhao Lu held the empty glass bottle in his hands and said calmly: "Shouyi, do you know why I wanted to write a novel in the first place?"

Bian Shouyi shook his head: "I don't know, you didn't seem to have told me."

Zhao Lu lowered his head and stared blankly at the road not far away.

"The reason why I want to write a novel is because my life is too ordinary and ordinary. I want to experience a completely different life in the novel."

"I think I have an average appearance and an ordinary family. I can't impress anyone with their youth, and I don't have any long-lasting love."

"Whether it's the past or the future, my life is destined to remain the same and I can't afford any surprises."

"But novels are different. There are not only bizarre worlds in novels, but also a life that I can't envy."

"No matter whether the ending of the story is happy or regretful, the process of the novel is always wonderful, and it is something I can go to but cannot reach."

"Shouichi, everyone longs for the person on the stage to be themselves, but I know very well that the stage is so big, and ordinary people like me are destined to not be able to stand on it."

"So, I once hoped to build a stage that belonged only to me through novels, but reality told me... what is fake is fake after all. I can't deceive others, I can only deceive myself."

"No matter how beautiful the bubble is, it's just a bubble, and it will burst one day."

Zhao Lu stood up and prepared to return the finished glass bottle to the canteen.

But when he passed by Bian Shouyi, Zhao Lu said abruptly: "Shouyi, why did you come to see me today?"

Bian Shou drank the soda in his hand in one gulp and stood up.

"Auntie asked me to come find you. She said that your birthday is coming soon and she wants you to go back and visit when you have time. After all, you haven't been home for more than a month and you haven't even returned a call. She is a little worried."

"She knows that you are under a lot of pressure to study, so she doesn't dare to disturb you and asked me to come over and send you a message."

"Auntie told you not to worry too much. She will work hard to make more money, and then buy you some cultivation resources as much as possible to reduce the pressure on you."

"As long as you practice well in school, she will take care of the other things."

Hearing this, Zhao Lu nodded calmly, and then put the glass bottle in his hand into the basket placed at the entrance of the canteen.

When he turned around, he replied seriously: "Shouyi, help me tell her that I will go back when I have time."

"Can……"

"That's it Shouichi, I'm glad you came to see me today."

"But after all, I'm not a genius like you. I must seize the time to practice, otherwise I will lose any chance of being admitted to the Taoist Academy. See you later."

After that, Zhao Lu said goodbye to Bian Shouyi, turned around and walked towards the school.

Looking at his back, Bian Shouyi had an inexplicable bad feeling.

He always felt that something seemed to happen to his good friend, but he didn't want to tell himself.

If it were someone else with an enthusiastic personality, they might directly question Zhao Lu to the end.

But for Bian Shouyi, who is devoted to practicing swordsmanship and is not good at sociability.

He would never do anything like this that was somewhat transgressive.

'Maybe I'm overthinking it. If Zhao Lu really needs something, he will definitely take the initiative to tell me...'

Thinking of this, Bian Shouyi no longer worried about it.

He came to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and left Luocheng No. 3 Middle School.

At this time, Zhao Lu, who was walking to the school gate, looked at Bian Shouyi's figure getting into the car and leaving, and secretly clenched his fists hidden in his trouser pockets.

Shouyi, although my life is destined to be a supporting role, who doesn’t want to stand in the light?

I am not willing to give in. I really am not willing to give in.

Why am I destined to sit in the audience and applaud? I also want to stand on the stage and perform my own life.

Is it Lu Chen from the humanitarian class...

A person who can even defeat Shouichi, I think he can be a good material.

After all, you, Lu Chen, are in the humanitarian class, and I, Zhao Lu, am also in the humanitarian class.

If I can eat you, does that mean that I, who is also in the Humanity Class, can one day defeat Shouichi openly on the stage?

So...it's really exciting.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lu immediately licked the corners of his chapped mouth in a sickly manner, and then strode towards the depths of No. 3 Middle School...

"Classmate, classmate, what's the matter with you? I asked you why you came to our school to have a look. Why didn't you reply to me?"

The security guard of No. 3 Middle School looked at the handsome young man in No. 1 Middle School uniform with dissatisfaction and asked strangely.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen immediately looked away from a student in No. 3 Middle School.

He said slightly apologetically: "Sorry, I just seemed to see my former junior high school classmate, so I was stunned for a moment."

"Then you can't ignore me. After all, you are not a student of our school. I don't dare to let you in casually."

"That's it. Then wait a moment. I'll ask my head teacher in No. 1 Middle School. How about asking him to talk to you?"

Seeing that Lu Chen had a good attitude, the security guard simply followed his words and said, "If the teachers on both sides communicate well, then I can let you in."

"Okay, then please wait a moment, I will make a call to my class teacher."

"OK."

Lu Chen walked to the school gate, took out his cell phone and called Lao Chen.

In the process, he looked at the figure in No. 3 Middle School who disappeared into the teaching building with confusion.

That figure was none other than Zhao Lu, who had just passed by him.

Lu Chen recalled the strange aura he felt on Zhao Lu just now, and his heart was full of doubts.

Why can he hear two heartbeats in one person?

And when he looked at that person with his Qinglian pupils, the aura on that person's body was also very strange.

It's so weird that a person's spiritual power... can be clearly differentiated.

It was as if there was some spiritual power in his body that was not his own at all.

Weird, really weird.

But before Lu Chen could think about it, the call to Chen Fugui came through.

"Hey, Xiao Lu, why did you call me suddenly? Don't tell me that you want to take leave again. You have already asked for leave for more than a week. I will never approve another leave."

"Don't think that I don't know what your kid is thinking. You must want to see if you can take time off to continue playing games. Let me tell you, there is no way. Do you hear me?"

"It's almost the college entrance examination. Even if you have an amazing understanding, don't even think about skipping class and playing your damn games. Just practice for me!"

Hearing the scolding from the other end of the phone, Lu Chen subconsciously took the phone away.

After Old Chen finished speaking, Lu Chen took his phone back and said helplessly: "Old Chen, I told you that the last time I took leave was an accident, not to play games."

"And I'm not calling you to ask for leave this time. I want you to help me tell the teacher at No. 3 Middle School that I want to go in and meet some old classmates."

"Meet some old classmates from No. 3 Middle School? Okay, ok, I'll tell No. 3 Middle School right now."

"But listen carefully. After you meet your old classmates, you can practice hard for me when you come back."

"Also, I specially bought a batch of training resources for you. Remember to come find me when you come back, do you hear me?"

"I heard it."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Chen couldn't help but sigh.

Although playing the role of an internet-addicted teenager was a character he had long thought about.

But it's still a bit troublesome to play such a good role.

No, Lao Chen had a deep misunderstanding of him because of this almost fake persona.

I actually thought he wanted to take time off to play games again.

Don’t you think about him, Lu Chen? Is he the kind of person who just wants to take time off every day and play games?

Lu Chen thought for a while, if he could really take leave all the time and play real immortality at home, it seemed... pretty good!

Well, Lao Chen, you have a really good eye for seeing people, and you guessed it right.

Should I think of a way to take more leave in the future?

Forget it, if I really do this, Lao Chen may come directly to arrest me, so I'd better maintain the status quo.

"Okay, classmate, our teachers here already know your situation. You can go in."

"Thank you, uncle. I'm sorry to trouble you."

"You're welcome."

Lu Chen walked into the gate of No. 3 Middle School and looked up at this unfamiliar campus.

I hope I guessed correctly about the activation method of the copy, otherwise it will be a waste of time.

With this thought, Lu Chen walked directly towards the depths of No. 3 Middle School.

His target...is aimed directly at the training room of No. 3 Middle School.

PS: Sorry, Fat Tiger is a little dizzy after catching a cold today, so the update is a little late today. This chapter is 4,000 words, and the two chapters are combined.

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