"So it's really not fair to say he's much better than Tang San."

Zhu Zhuqing remained calm and analytical as always.

"Holy crap, who's the good guy and who's the bad guy now?! I'm totally confused."

Oscar was completely bewildered; he realized that his sense of right and wrong was no longer sufficient to judge the situation at the scene.

"I never imagined he was from another world."

"Wait a minute, something's not right!"

"If he's from another world, how would he know my identity?"

"Yuan Lang! Yuan Lang, what kind of being are you?"

Xiao Wu quickly accepted Yuan Lang's new identity, but soon new questions arose.

If Yuan Lang and Tang San are from the same world, then how would he know about her being a 100,000-year-old soul beast?

She felt that Yuan Lang was becoming increasingly mysterious.

Every time she thought she understood Yuan Lang, new information would refresh her understanding.

It made her feel as if Yuan Lang was a reflection in a deep pool.

You can see it, but you can never touch it.

"Are they all gods who came down from above? That's really a headache."

Even Tang Hao felt that this matter was troublesome.

I thought it was just an ordinary incident of someone bullying my son.

Unexpectedly, the situation escalated and eventually became a problem between two different worlds.

Do the gods above really enjoy possessing the bodies of people in the mortal realm?

If that's the case, he'd have to wonder how many of the world's most brilliant geniuses are actually normal people.

"Hahaha!"

"Yuan Lang."

How does it feel to have your identity exposed?

"Let's see how you navigate this continent from now on."

Listening to the discussions of the crowd around him, Tang San laughed triumphantly.

It seemed that he had finally been released from his repression and was finally able to suppress Yuan Lang.

This made him feel very good.

He's already infamous anyway, so he might as well ruin Yuan Lang's reputation as well.

He was made to assume the identity of a transmigrator who had possessed another's body.

At that time, everyone on the mainland will be able to kill him.

Let's see what he does.

"Like a thief's bite, it goes deep into the bone!"

"Tang San, Tang San, you're really ruthless."

Even Yuan Lang had to admit that Tang San's move was ruthless.

"Each each other."

Tang San chuckled coldly.

Don't deny it.

"But you've overlooked one thing."

Yuan Lang continued.

"What do you mean?"

Tang San looked puzzled upon hearing this. Could it be that his guess was wrong?

impossible!

Anyone who knows about his previous world cannot be from this world.

This Yuan Lang is definitely not from this world.

Then he must be a time traveler like him.

Tang San wasn't the only one who was puzzled.

Everyone around was puzzled.

Could it be that Yuan Lang's situation is different from Tang San's?

At this moment, it seemed that Yuan Lang's situation had taken a turn for the better.

"You think you're despicable, so you assume everyone else is just as despicable as you."

"You see me, an adult soul in a teenager's body, and assume that I've been reborn like you through possession."

"Little did you know that your logic is that of a robber, utter nonsense."

“There are a few villagers over there. If any of you have any doubts about my identity, you can ask them in detail. I don’t need to explain who I am. You’ll know as soon as you ask.”

Yuan Lang laughed at Tang San's counterattack, looked at Old Zhao and the others who were peeking around at the school gate, and said.

Tang San has clearly fallen into the trap of using the logic of the American bandits.

They always like to apply the mistakes they made to others, assuming that others will make the same mistakes as them.

Little did they know that Yuan Lang was a transmigrator in his physical body.

When it fell from the sky, a group of villagers were witnesses.

Even if he doesn't say it today, some people with ulterior motives will want to investigate.

Once you enter that village, you can find out the general situation.

His identity didn't need to be hidden as much as Tang San thought.

I've been feeling unwell these past few days due to a fever, so I'll try to maintain two updates a day. I'll resume three updates a day when I feel better.

Chapter 36 Reverence as if they were gods

Upon hearing Yuan Lang's words, everyone turned to look in the direction of the school gate.

Sure enough, outside the ruins of the square, several villagers were peeking out and looking furtively in their direction.

"Village?"

For an instant.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose.

"Could it be that his time travel was really different from mine?"

"impossible!"

"They're both time-travel stories, how could there be any difference?"

"This guy is definitely just putting on a brave face."

Tang San began to struggle internally, but quickly regained his composure.

He didn't believe that Yuan Lang, who was still using the body of a fifteen-year-old boy after transmigrating, had really not possessed a physical body.

"In that case, I'll have them come over!"

Flander was indeed curious about Yuan Lang's identity.

Now that I have the opportunity to find out, I certainly won't let it pass me by.

The Cat-Owl Martial Soul instantly surged forth and attached itself to his body.

The owl flapped its wings and leaped into the air, carrying him swiftly toward the school gate.

"That's... a soul, a soul master! Run!"

When the villagers saw Flanders approaching menacingly, they thought he was going to attack them, so they quickly dropped their shovels and ran away.

But how could a few ordinary people possibly outrun a Soul Saint with a flying martial spirit?

They were caught up in an instant.

The owl spreads its claws and grabs one at a time.

Flanders reached out again and grabbed the last villager as well.

With a flap of its wings, it flew back to the center of the square in an instant.

Put the three villagers down.

"Soul Master, please spare us! We are just villagers from nearby. We only came to check after hearing the noise, and we didn't do anything!"

Old Zhao and his friends were all from the countryside; they had never seen a Soul Master before.

I don't know how Soul Masters are ranked, so I just add the respectful title of "Grandpa Soul Master" and beg for mercy.

"You don't need to be nervous. We are students of Shrek Academy and we won't hurt you."

Seeing that the villagers were frightened, Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward to comfort them.

"We just have some questions for you."

Dai Mubai also stepped forward and offered an explanation.

When Lao Zhao and the others saw that most of the people in the crowd were teenagers, and there were even two young girls, they were no longer so nervous.

"What questions do you have, Soul Masters? Please ask. We will answer them to the best of our knowledge."

As the leader, Lao Zhao was somewhat cultured and could see the situation clearly. Looking around, he saw a group of powerful figures, none of whom were easy to mess with, so he quickly made promises and guarantees.

He was starting to regret it.

I should have known better than to listen to the village chief and come here.

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