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 Jun Chengzong's voice came out through the miniature microphone pinned to his collar, and instantly spread throughout the lecture hall, suppressing Teacher Mu's aura all at once.
 "What are you doing!" Teacher Mu became annoyed when he heard Jun Chengzong say this, and quickly signaled the security teacher beside him to take off the microphone on Jun Chengzong's clothes.
 Jun Chengzong didn't dodge, even though the teacher of the security department took off the microphone on his body, but his attitude didn't change at all, he looked directly into Teacher Mu's eyes, and said righteously: "Give me a chance, otherwise it's really hopeless !"
 Teacher Mu obviously didn't expect Jun Chengzong to say such a thing at this time, and Bai Lou also stood aside with a face full of horror.
 Teacher Mu raised his hand, pointed at Jun Chengzong with trembling fingers, and cursed: "What nonsense are you talking about! Isn't he still standing here alive, if you curse my students again, I will immediately call the police and arrest you!"
 Although the quarrel between Jun Chengzong and Mr. Mu on the stage was not amplified through the microphone, it spread throughout the lecture hall. The students who were walking out all turned their eyes back one after another, and even walked to the lecture hall The students outside also probed their brains, wanting to see what happened inside.
 The security teachers were also taken aback, turned their heads and immediately began to bombard the students who were waiting to watch the excitement, trying to get rid of them all, after all, the impact of this kind of thing still has to be considered.
 "Am I talking nonsense, he knows best," Jun Chengzong tried hard to fight for opportunities for himself, or for Bailou, "Once his spiritual body is on the verge of collapse, the marginal spirits he recruited will take advantage of it This is the most dangerous situation, not only his own safety is threatened, everyone around him may become the victim of that marginal spirit, please give me a chance!"
 "You..." Teacher Mu looked at Jun Chengzong's serious expression, his thoughts wavered a little, and he didn't know what to say for a while.
 After a few seconds, Teacher Mu calmed down a little, but he still had some scruples about Jun Chengzong: "How can you prove that what you said is true?"
 Jun Chengzong took a deep breath and said, "Give me half an hour, if you still think I'm a liar, just call the police."
 This time, Teacher Mu was silent for half a minute, and finally looked at Jun Chengzong and said, "I'll give you fifteen minutes." After speaking, he sat down in the first row of the auditorium below. The fire in my heart still hasn't completely subsided.
 However, those students who were about to come back to continue watching the excitement were all blocked by the teachers of the security department, and the students in the student union were basically kicked out, only the girl who was the vice chairman of the student union remained in the lecture hall.
 Although Bai Lou had no idea, he still breathed a sigh of relief. He really didn't dare to imagine what would happen to him if he really lost the last straw of Jun Chengzong.
 He didn't know that if the exorcist did not intervene for the people who were entangled by the edge spirit, the final outcome would not be as simple as death, and some people would even be more uncomfortable than death.
 Because Mr. Mu asked the lighting teacher to turn on all the lights in the classroom when Mr. Mu brought people in, so Jun Chengzong said hello to the lighting teacher on the side.
 The lighting teacher witnessed the psychic ceremony just now, so he naturally understood what Jun Chengzong needed, and immediately raised his hand to turn off all the lights in the lecture hall.
 For a moment, the entire lecture hall was turned into darkness again.
 Where did Teacher Mu experience this before? His spirit was shaken, and he was about to curse when he saw Jun Chengzong relighting an oil lamp with purple light on the podium.
 "Mr. Mu, what should we do?" A security teacher sat down next to Mr. Mu and whispered to Mr. Mu.
 Teacher Mu glanced at Bailou, whose brows on the stage seemed to be entwined with a lot of worries, turned his head and said, "You keep an eye on Jun Chengzong. If there is any danger, catch him immediately and hand him over to the police." Tube.
 "
 Teacher Mu and the others in the audience were all hiding in the darkness, and what they said about Jun Chengzong on the stage couldn't be heard very clearly. Besides, at this moment, all he was thinking about was how to help Bailou solve the problem. The pen fairy is a borderline spirit.
 Bai Lou was nervous, and Jun Chengzong was even more nervous than him.
 When Jun Chengzong was abroad, he also took over several incidents that dealt with the disturbance of the marginal spirits, but in each incident, Jun Chengzong's work was only to communicate with the disturbed and psychic, and then it was confirmed that the marginal spirits were causing trouble After that, the priests of the diocese will perform the exorcism ceremony.
 In other words, although Jun Chengzong was a psychic medium, he had never presided over an exorcism ceremony, and he knew almost nothing about exorcism.
 But this time, the matter was urgent, and Jun Chengzong had no chance to find an exorcist he was familiar with to exorcise Bailou, so he had to bite the bullet and do it himself.
 But even Jun Chengzong didn't know that in foreign countries, exorcists are a very high-risk industry. Every year, there are hundreds of exorcists who die in exorcism ceremonies...
 But even if he knew, so what?
 Does he have other options?
 Jun Chengzong took out a silver cross that was no longer than the length of a finger from his body, and at the same time drew out a thin thread and handed it to Bailou: "Use this thread to tie the cross to your left ankle."
 Bai Lou took the cross, his eyes flickering: "Mr. Jun, are you sure?"
 "Is there any other choice?" Jun Chengzong said, taking off the string of dice on his wrist, "If the edge spirit appears in a while, the cross can guarantee that you will not die before me."
 Jun Chengzong seemed to be talking about something that had nothing to do with him, and there was no fluctuation in his tone.
 Hearing what Jun Chengzong said, he didn't ask any more questions, bowed his head and tied the cross to his ankle as Jun Chengzong said.
 Jun Chengzong placed the dice on the table, a total of thirteen finger-sized dice lay quietly on the table. These dice seemed to be made of bones or something. Can feel the cold breath contained in it.
 However, Bai Lou was not the only one who saw that all the six sides of the dice were smooth and blank, unlike ordinary dice with dots on them.
 In fact, they don't know that Jun Chengzong has another title in the American psychic circle.
 "Satan's Gambler."
 Psychics in the traditional sense can usually communicate with spirits other than humans directly through their own psychic physique.
 But Jun Chengzong did not have this ability. If he wanted to communicate with spirits other than humans, he had to go through some psychic medium.
 These thirteen dice are the medium through which he communicates with potential spirits.
 Some newspapers in the United States have also reported on Jun Chengzong's affairs, and gave Jun Chengzong a legendary name for his method of using dice to channel spirits.
 Touzi asked the sky.
 "Are you ready?" Jun Chengzong looked at the Bailou in front of him, and asked in a deep voice, "I'm going to try to talk to your edge spirit now."
 Bai Lou nodded firmly, but Teacher Mu in the audience was a little puzzled: "What does he mean? Could it be that there is a ghost here?"
 Jun Chengzong took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and held the thirteen dice in his hands, as if he was facing the white building, but more like asking something else in the air: "You have come, Is it right?"
 Because of the sudden silence in the lecture hall, Jun Chengzong's voice seemed a little vacuous, and Teacher Mu beside him got goosebumps all over his body. There are only a few of them here, so who is he asking this for?
 Really ghost?
 As soon as the words fell, Jun Chengzong threw the thirteen dice on the table, and the dice collided with each other, making a crisp collision sound, and finally fell on the table in a disorderly manner.
 Feeling guilty for a while, Bai Lou couldn't help looking at the dice on the table, but nothing happened on the dice, and the blank dice were still blank, nothing appeared.
 What about communication?
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 Have you heard? There’s a certain kind of person in this world, who, even without any substantial contact, and with just a flash of thought, can discern a lot. 
 Their eyes have the ability to penetrate through to the past, to clarify the present and to break the veil of the future. They can see what you see through your eyes, smell what you smell through your nose, taste what you taste through your tongue, and can even perceive what you think through your heart. 
 This kind of a person is called—a psychic. 
 A story about the awakening of a ‘guabi’, who is merely plodding through life, from his deep slumber. (*guabi, a slang term, meaning ‘dead idiot’ = people who are penniless and jobless)
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 Traversing into the world where evil gods are peeping and monsters are rampant, Lu Yu activated the monster editing system before he was about to be put on the altar by evil god followers. 
 He extracted materials from all things in the world to edit and create monsters. Obtaining monsters is a talent skill and part of their power. This embarks on the road of game with the evil god. 
 [99 Evil Eyes] + [Cyclopy Giant Body] + [Chaos Rough Stone] = Chaos Evil Eyes, the talented skills will kill the Demon Eyes, and everything will die under the gaze 
 [Angel’s Blood] + [Nightmare Corpse]= Sacred Nightmare, the talented skill heaven comes, the dimensional space where hell and heaven blend, can exile everything. 
 [Seed of the Twilight World] + [Alternative Yalong’s Egg] = Dragon of the End, talent skills, natural disaster domain, incarnation of the god of natural disasters, the end of all things. 
 Void Shadow Spider, Hundred Armed Giant,
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 YuYu was a Princess from the Wei dynasty. When other girls of her age learned music, embroidery, dance, and poetry Princess YuYu learned metaphysics. She was proficient in all the divisions of metaphysics. With her knowledge in metaphysics, YuYu learned that the Wei dynasty was coming to end and found that the dragon vein was broken. To repair the dragon vein and to stop the dynasty from ending YuYu sacrificed herself for the people who loved her.
 For her great sacrifice, heaven has given her a chance she crossed through years and reincarnated into a college girl.
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 As soon as Gao Yan came back from vacation in his hometown, he found that there was an eight-handed wooden evil Guanyin in his suitcase that could not be thrown away. 
 The moment he stepped out of the temple, Gao Yan fell into the Guan Luo Yin scene. A prompting in his ears spoke: 
 Welcome to the game of the gods~ 
 First, please be sure to obey the words of the gods. 
 Second, the latest red hot post on the top read: Shock! The whereabouts of Chu Suibi, the only person in the world who passed the main god-level difficulty, is unknown. According to insiders, Chu Suibi is chasing his wife. Yes, you have read that right, that old dog forced Chu Suibi to have a wife! 
 Gao Yan, who has never involved himself with worldly matters, meets Chu Suibi, someone who is too keen to break the rules. 
 Gao Yan: I am a good person. 
 Chu Suibi: Me too. 
 God: Bullshit!!!
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 There was a waiting mirror in front of Bai Fan. In the mirror, Bai Fan was laughing at himself. 
 It’s weird– 
 Because he didn’t laugh at all. 
 Under Bai Fan’s gaze, the corner of his mouth in the mirror was grinning to the base of his neck. 
 Even Bai Fan, who had always been calm, showed a touch of surprise. Seeing the other party opening his blood basin to his head, Bai Fan slowly raised the phone in his hand—— 
 There was a click. 
 He compared to a scissor hand and took a group photo.
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 How do you survive when your dorm room becomes a playground?
 In the dormitory building at 8 o’clock at night, the nightlife belonging to the university had just begun.
 Suddenly, the lights went out. All universities in the world were plunged into darkness.
 “Ding ding ding, dang dang dang”
 “Dear classmates, welcome to [Dormitory Survival Game], happy dormitory life begins!” Blood flowed from the sink, the bed tent turned into a different dimension space, and the zombies crashed into the dormitory.
 There are countless pairs of peeping eyes outside the door and balcony. Water shortage, food shortage, extreme environment, survival crisis.
 “Instructions for students: The highest rule for dormitory survival—”
 “First, the living cannot leave the dormitory.”
 “Second, please protect your dormitory.”
 “Third, please protect your roommates.”
 “Fourth, every weekend there will be an update in the global dormitory survival rankings, please work hard to rush into the double first-class, 985, 211*, and strive to be the world’s top!”
 ——-
 When she heard the strange singing, Tang Xinjue was opening the bags of daily necessities with a toothbrush in her mouth.
 “…”
 Tang Xinjue fell silent as she saw the toilet plunger in her hand.
 ——-
 *) 985 and 211 universities means some better universities in China.
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 Bai Lixin was caught in a strange game. 
 [Ding! Welcome players to the immersive escape game.] [Ding! Let’s begin the luck detection. The luck will be linked to the player’s copy selection.] As the other players’ tests were A,B,B..the detection system slowly pulsed on Bai Lixin’s head. 
 [Ding! Congratulations player; your luck is F-, and the universe deems you unlucky!] [Ding! Congratulations to the player. You have obtained the special title – “God of Bad Luck” (unique).] Bai Lixin: “???” 
 Congratulations? Where’s the joy in that? 
 Soon after, the players trapped in the escape game found that there was an incredibly beautiful but tragic player in the game. 
 The face is unbelievable, the strength is unbeatable, but the luck is so bad that the copy he gets either has a bug or is a horror S level. 
 Just when everyone thought that the little beauty would certainly die, he broke through countless levels and embarked on the road to immortality. 
 . 
 . 
 Bai Lixin, the full-level boss, mistakenly strayed into a strange game to find his husband. 
 Later, he found that his old attacker had become all kinds of bosses in the copy and these big bosses were most often not human. 
 A water body, true ancestor of the vampire clan, an undead knight, a dragon…. 
 Well, he had to admit that each had its own advantages
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 This novel is also known as Quick Transmigration Born to be King
 You are born a king, and the world crowns you.
 ——You are the only king of thousands of people in the world.
 In these three thousand worlds one small world was born incomplete, but it forcibly gave birth to a small world master Luo Zhifeng. In order to complement the original world’s energy, Luo Zhifeng shuttles through various worlds collecting their energy.
 He is the ruler in each small world he travelled through, becoming the supreme existence praised and awed by thousands of small worlds, and covered up the glory of others!
 Wherever he went, there were praises from his subjects!
 Murderous ghost sitting on a blood covered thrown: “You are the king of the ghosts!”
 Arrogant and brilliant Gods stunted and spitting blood: “You are the master of the gods.”
 The head of the Cultivation School with full admiration: “You are well deserved-the world’s number one!”
 …
 Luo Zhifeng sat on the brilliant throne, smiling freely: “I am Luo Zhifeng.”
 People from several small worlds looking in one direction and admiringly saying: “You are-our king.”
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 On that day, the fog blocked everything. 
 On that day, he became the captain of a ghost ship. 
 On that day, he stepped through the thick fog and confronted a completely subverted and fragmented world— the old order had vanished, strange phenomena dominated the endless seas beyond civilized society, and isolated island city-states and fleets of ships challenged the sea that had become the last ember of lights for the civilized world. All of this while the shadows of the old days were still stirring in the deep sea, waiting to devour this world that was about to die. 
 But for the new captain of the ghost ship Vanished, there was only one question he had to consider first — Who knows how to drive this ship?!
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 The female protagonist of this book is a zombie (probably!) The male protagonist of this book is an air (maybe, but you can’t see it?) The system of this book is a bastard (like to open a mouth too much?) Anyway, this is a story about zombie with a memory, going back to the past, but accidentally turning this book into a story of a savior! (Huh? What? There is a killer? No, believe the author, she really did not kill, really! (No wonder!)
 The heroine said: The title of the book and so on are all fake!
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 I shall die and die again to know that life is inexhaustible.
 Rabindranath Tagore [Stray Birds].
 -&gt; Reset world
 The ghost monsters are resetting…. The world is resetting… Resurrecting all the players… Other than [Core Player], all other player’s memories are erased… Relationship meter is erased…
 ! Warning ! Detected [Player X]’s memory is still partially retained.
 Resetting player again.
 ! Warning ! [Player X]’s memory imprint is too deep to be erased.
 Deleting the player.
 ! Warning ! [Player X] is an important character and cannot be deleted.
 …..
 Override the bug, reset the world to the beginning.
 ***After completing the Nth+1 time of resetting***
 **Instance is restarting**
 ! Warning ! [Player X] has made contact with [Core Player].
 ! Warning ! [Player X]’s feelings towards [Core Player] has exceeded the maximum threshold.
 ! Warning ! [Player X] and [Core Player] are commencing indescribable actions.
 ! Warning! The following content cannot be displayed according to the relevant rules and regulations.
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 Su Zimo got a store called ‘Ayuyuyu.’
 Selling the goods in the store can increase his remaining life, but Su Zimo has to first go to the nightmare world to collect goods!
 Senior cannon fodder: Newcomer over there, put down the vase, put down the paper towels, put down A-Piao’s shoes! Run!!
 Shop: It’s ‘An Yu YiYu,’ not ‘Ayuyuyu’
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 The yamen has a decent job, kind parents, friendly colleagues, and a boss who takes care of me… For a long time, Kong Ning felt that the world was beautiful. 
 Until the wedding night, the smiling lady gave birth to demon eggs one after another in his body… 
 On the date of wedding, he came to know that his wife is a demon. 
 immortal mountains collapsed and gods disappeared. In a world of endless darkness, demons have kept all living beings in captivity.
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