Learn one small skill every day

"What? You want to go to Jiefeng... that's not impossible..."

The coach instinctively wanted to refuse when he saw Bai Miao's physique, since the interceptor position definitely needed someone with a large physique who could make the most impact.

But when he thought about how easily he had been lifted up and spun around, the coach changed his mind.

"Guys! Stop for a second, we have a new member who wants to join our team."

The coach came to the sidelines and clapped his hands. The players who were still practicing all looked at the coach and saw Bai Miao standing next to him.

"What? Coach Daniel, are you kidding me? Our team isn't short of players. Tell me, what did this kid give you in return?"

They all knew White, of course; he had become quite famous at school these past few days.

In particular, he dared to say that Lucia was not good enough for him.

Daniel gave Bai Miao a look, indicating that he would not help persuade these team members.

Bai Miao took a few steps forward: "The benefit I give the coach is that he can lead our team to the national high school championship."

Let me brag a little first.

"White, do you think you're so great just because you've beaten up a few thugs? Your fighting skills are completely useless on the court."

A tall, black man on the team expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Wait a minute, give this kid some protective gear and let us teach him how to play rugby!"

Team captain Felton was the most contorted-looking member of the team, with his limbs curled inward and his chest sunken in quite a bit.

Bai Miao found it hard to imagine how he managed to fit that body into the rugby protective gear.

Rugby involves a lot of physical contact, and Bai Miao wanted to take this opportunity to figure something out.

Is the distortion caused by these people's malice towards White real?

The distortion you perceive in yourself is actually a facade; touching it reveals no change whatsoever.

This could be attributed to White's inner turmoil.

But how could White possibly have foreseen the malice others might harbor towards him?

If these are all psychological problems of White's own, and these people are actually normal, then Lucia's distortion is absolutely impossible.

From White's perspective, it was simply impossible to make Lucia switch between distortion and normalcy in a short period of time.

If these distortions are real, why do others turn a blind eye while only they can see them?

This might be the key to solving the mystery of this instance.

When they first started fighting those thugs, most of them had slightly deformed faces, but Bai Miao didn't target those deformed features.

The psychological impact of the beating was nauseating, and since Bai Miao initially thought that simply getting them to let go of their malice towards White would solve the problem, he didn't pay attention to whether these people's distortions were real.

But now that the twisted people are even more twisted, Bai Miao has no choice but to investigate.

A training match quickly began.

Bai Miao, who possesses rugby skills, understands all the rules, a skill that would actually make him more suitable to be a coach.

However, once Bai Miao has 10 points of agility, 15 points of stamina, and 17 points of strength, he becomes a moving humanoid monster on the court.

Even the tall defensive interceptors wearing protective gear were easily knocked away by Bai Miao, like elementary school students.

Bai Miao didn't even use any rugby techniques.

All you have to do is crash into the road ahead; whoever gets in your way, just knock them away.

After one round of attacks, everyone on the defending side was in despair.

Teamwork, skills, and tactics are all useless.

This is no longer a competition.

Bai Miao also experienced what it felt like to touch a twisted person.

It definitely doesn't feel right to the touch.

You can feel the curve in the curved parts, and the concave parts really do allow your palm to sink in.

However, the other party didn't seem to care, treating it as normal physical contact.

These people truly turned into monsters because of their malice towards White.

Only the swirls on my face are a visual illusion; I feel normal facial features when I touch them.

This discovery gave Bai Miao a headache.

What exactly is this instance about?

The twisted people's combat power did not increase; Bai Miao had already confirmed that their power was no match for his own.

After the game, Bai Miao's core position in the team was established, and they all understood what Bai Miao's strength and agility meant in rugby.

American football is the most popular sport in the United States, and Bai Miao believes that his performance on the team will soon spread throughout the school, and he wonders how many people will change their minds and return to normal because of it.

The distortion doesn't return to normal in real time; you have to wait until the next day to see if it has recovered.

So Bai Miao decided to go home first and check on things at school the next day.

If this plan to prove himself truly remarkable and instill a sense of awe in students towards White isn't enough...

Damn it, nobody's going to stop me from clearing the game.

After returning home, Bai Miao turned on the TV as usual.

There haven't been any news reports about the serial killer in the past two days; there haven't been any new victims.

But the police investigation did not let up. They went door-to-door to question and search the area where the murderer committed the crime. Although this aroused dissatisfaction among some residents, they had to bite the bullet and investigate in the face of pressure from many families with children under 20.

“Your dad’s car broke down on the road. He called a repair shop to tow it, which will cost you money. So don’t eat dinner tonight, go back to your room and lie down early!”

White's mother saw Bai Miao leisurely watching TV and yelled from the kitchen.

Bai Miao hurriedly went to wash up, then went upstairs without looking back and entered his room.

This tip is very important.

It's almost certain that White's father's monsterization is real; it's a real monster that he might not be able to handle.

The exposed muscles appear to be several times denser than those of an average person, and with the smooth, knife-like bones at the elbows, a swing of the hand would likely be fatal.

Could it be that White's father is that murderer?

To avenge his child?

Bai Miao can only deduce from these two clues that Lucia is consciously guiding White to commit murder, and that White's father is the only truly abnormal person in the town.

The next day, Bai Miao arrived at school, but the person he had hoped to return to normal did not appear.

Finding the rugby team captain, Bai Miao asked, "I'd like to hear your honest opinion. Do you still think I'm that arrogant guy who rejected Lucia?"

Felton shook his head: "No, you could easily get into any university based on your football skills. I'm pretty sure your goal isn't here. Why are you suddenly asking this?"

"It's nothing, I just want to get along a little better with everyone."

"I think we can be friends, comrades-in-arms, and we should fight together in the high school league and win the championship!"

As he spoke, Felton raised his fist, wanting to bump fists with Bai Miao.

If you've seen a ghost, then why are you still looking so distorted?

Bai Miao raised his hand and touched it lightly, wondering if this guy was just trying to brush me off.

Chapter 57 Cannot Distinguish

Bai Miao asked several people in a row, and even called Andy and the others over to ask them questions.

Andy and his friends also experienced distortions.

However, the fear they felt during their conversation with Bai Miao was something they simply couldn't fake.

In other words, they had no ill intentions towards White, but they still twisted his words.

Throughout the day in class, Bai Miao was somewhat absent-minded, silently keeping track of how many times Lucia turned around to look at him.

1232 times.

Moreover, every few times I see Bai Miao, he shows a cryptic smile.

This gave Bai Miao a chill down his spine.

That night, Bai Miao didn't sleep. Instead, he wrote down every event he had encountered since entering the instance and all the strange things he found on a piece of paper.

Tomorrow will be the last day of the countdown.

However, a solution to clear the game has still not been figured out...

Lucia must know something...

The distortion didn't recover this time, which is probably related to her.

Bai Miao decided to take action.

With the Abyss Howling Mask on his face, the swirling face was no longer visible in the mirror.

Donning a black hunter's suit, Bai Miao gracefully leaped down from the window. The 3.14MHz signal ensured that Bai Miao would not be captured by any potential surveillance equipment.

On the dark streets of the small town, a chilly night wind blew, reminding Bai Miao of his days in Abyss Street.

I really miss it.

At least the person in Abyss Street knows what to do, instead of wandering around like a headless fly.

It was completely dark in Lucia's house, and everyone seemed to be asleep peacefully.

Bai Miao nimbly leaped over the fence and arrived at Lucia's front door.

[Lock Picking LV1]

Bai Miao easily pried open Lucia's door, looked inside, and after dropping a small stone in and finding nothing unusual, he went upstairs.

[Breath Holding and Concentration LV1]

[Silent Action LV1]

Bai Miao swiftly advanced through the darkness, unleashing multiple skills in succession.