The Sealer of the Sword

Ah, to put it bluntly—even if I choose to fight all the time, I still have to sleep and eat for a whole day.

There is no place to eat or sleep in this accelerated world, and it can only be used for 30 minutes at a time. Do you expect to sleep soundly in 30 minutes?

So, this is why Yan Ye now wants to find a place to sleep.

He walked around the street for a while, and finally stopped in front of an apartment building.

At first glance, it is very high, and it can be seen that the price is estimated to be expensive, but fortunately, the amount of gold coins in Yan Ye's inventory is finally useful at this moment.

Can freely exchange the local exchange rate, and then materialize the money.

The final check-in process is also a bit too simple, give an ID card virtualized by the system, then throw a lot of money, get the door key, and it's over.

Money is really everything.

Standing in the living room that can be said to belong to his new home, Yan Ye glanced around slightly, and then clicked on the system menu, where he gave all kinds of food delivery in this world. On the phone and shopping website, I chose a circle back and forth.

Finally, after submitting the order, Yan Ye finally stopped.

When you think about it, it might seem sensible to turn off all the internet before leaving school, let's put it this way - while you're having a good time at home, a sudden forced battle application kicks you out.

Then when you look at the battle player standing in front of you, you probably don't want to cut him into a stick. You probably take off his clothes and hang him on the top of the tower, and then use a whip to beat his little ○○ heart. .

so--

After putting aside the things delivered by the courier and the food delivery staff just now, I opened the fast food and started to eat.

Filling your stomach is the most important thing.

He was wearing a handsome suit on the boat, and his hair was... um... This hair seems to be a bit long, doesn't it?

Looking at the mirror in front of him, the long hair that was almost covering his ears, Yan Ye raised his eyes slightly.

Although I didn't care much about my own image, it was a bit with the two rituals - no, it was a very imaginary appearance, and looking at this somewhat long hair, I felt a little bad, in various senses... …

But in the end, Yan Ye gave up on arranging the length of the hair. After all, he couldn't cut it well, so he went to the barbershop—in his previous life, Yan Ye almost wanted to smash some barbershops.

At first, I said that I only need to cut a little, and just after I finished, I saw the hairdresser cut off a finger's long hair.

Are your elementary school students in Nima not good at math or special Chinese?Do you know what it means? !

Therefore, Yan Ye would rather wear this long hair than go to the barber shop.

Wei Wei glanced at the time in the upper left corner of her line of sight—it was 3 days after she said "I'll come back to you in a few days" to Nanzi.

In these three days, Yan Ye completed all the things that he needed in this world, and in an instant, he also hacked into the network of Umego Middle School—that is, the school where Kuroyukihime Nanizi was.

I don't know if it's because the world's network technology is too developed, or because of the system's "no money to play your paralysis... ah no, no price to play your paralyzed hacker!" It.

Yan Ye took 1.7 three days to hack into the middle school's network anyway - even though he handed over the whole process to the system to hack.

So, what is the purpose of hacking into the network of that middle school?

It's very simple -

"Let's go to class, go back to your seat, before the lecture - didn't you hear it, little bastard! Go back to the table, believe it or not, it will kill you!"

Looking at the "2-B" sign of Class 2 Class B hanging on the door of the classroom, Yan Ye couldn't help but vomit in his heart, then Yan Ye pushed open the classroom door and walked in, then stood on the podium. when speaking such words.

Yes, that's right.

It's not the bridges that use the rotten transfer students or something, Yan Ye's identity at this time - is the teacher of this class.

732 Little bunnies! I'm your new class teacher! T

Throwing the textbook in his hand onto the podium, Yan Ye glanced slightly at the students sitting below all looking at him with puzzled expressions, then Yan Ye said, "ok, I'm your new student. head teacher--"

"you!"

The words were interrupted in an instant, and he couldn't help smacking his lips slightly, turning his head to look at the source of the voice over there, watching the Kuroyukihime who suddenly stood up from his seat, and then looked at him in disbelief, said Ye then waved his hand directly and said, "Ah, just right, you should just be the squad leader."

Yan Ye's words caused Kuroyukihime, who wanted to ask a lot of things, to hold back.

Yes, that's right.

This class is Kuroyukihime's class, and although she doesn't look like the teacher's, it's the truth——

"Ah, what about your previous head teacher, maybe he was fired for molesting a young girl, maybe he was hit by a car when he tried to molest a young girl, or maybe he was caught by the police when he wanted to molest a young girl, 25 , it doesn't matter which one it is." Yan Ye said while looking at the group of stunned students below, and said, "Anyway, your head teacher is me now, call me "Teacher Death" That's alright, my principle is very simple, if I find any violations, I will kill you, um, above. "

Bullshit name, bullshit reason, bullshit conclusion.

Although it is nonsense, the information that Yan Ye had hacked into and changed is now all available in the principal's office.

After speaking, Yan Ye sat directly on the chair next to the podium, waved his hand towards the students below, and said, "Self-study."

Then, the students were stupid again.

Even so, but—the students of today, all of them are equipped with that neural link device, and it has nothing to do with studying by themselves. The reason why they go to school is because they are not conscious.

Besides, I don't know anything, do I have to wave my hand and say, "Come on, students, I'll teach you hacking techniques, come on, let's clear the 100th floor of sao first"?

Stop it.

The result is-

Yan Ye's method of letting things go, let him glance at the students below, and he saw that although they were still suspicious of him, because of the "self-study", he instantly admitted his head teacher. status.

Ah, the psychology of students is really good.