It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

"I finally got the qualification." The woman's excited voice came into my ears, "I must make a lot of money today!"

When Xiao Huai opened his eyes, he was already on a bus.

The breeze blew through the car window, causing his hair to flutter, and his eyes glanced lazily and casually at the people in the car.

Everyone on the bus had a vague sense of excitement on their face. The expression was not ecstasy, but it revealed an eager impulse.

They looked young, even more immature than Xiao Huai, but the tune they hummed had a strong sense of antiquity, like a tune that had been forgotten for decades.

A young man sitting next to Xiao Huai said, "When will I be able to get rich? I really hope that day will come soon."

At the same time, in another place, a group of beings were equally excited - the live broadcast room of the gods.

The moment Xiao Huai started the live broadcast, he became the undisputed focus and completely took the top position.

Countless pairs of eyes were cast on him, and every god held his breath in concentration.

Some of them wanted to uncover the mystery of how Xiao Huai passed the previous eleven levels, while more of them were full of curiosity: What exactly is this copy?

They didn't seem to have seen this game in the game pool.

But all this is just a superficial episode for them.

These are not what really attract their attention.

But Xiao Huai himself.

Xiao Huai narrowed his eyes slightly and leaned against the car window, his lazy posture as if he was in another world.

His fingers tapped lightly on the window frame, and his eyes showed a hint of indifference in the reflection outside.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth lifted, revealing a faint smile, and a seductive curve appeared on his lips.

He spoke slowly, his lips moving gently as he uttered a word silently.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The live broadcast room instantly switched to a close-up view.

With just one sentence, charm is like an invisible vortex, attracting all attention.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room exploded in a second.

That silent greeting broke the peaceful barrier between countless gods and set off a surging tide of enthusiasm.

The barrage of comments scrolled wildly on the screen, and the gods' excitement reached its peak.

"Who is he talking to?"

"Ha...it's really the same as always."

"What a shame, the system actually closed the channel."

They originally thought they could come in person, play the role of NPC and play the same game with Xiao Huai, and get close to him.

However, the sudden blockage of the system dashed their expectations.

After all, in high-level games, most NPCs are pre-determined characters, and some worlds are even inhabited by gods themselves.

Countless powerful beings could only watch the leisurely figure on the screen, unable to take even a step to walk with him.

This sense of inaccessible distance not only did not reduce their enthusiasm, but instead was like a veil of mystery, making them even more obsessed.

The restlessness among the gods was almost out of control. Everyone watching the live broadcast held their breath, eager to read more meaning from that gentle smile.

Xiao Huai supported his chin with one hand, his eyes casually looking out the window.

He listened quietly to the conversation in the car without saying a word.

The scenery outside seemed like an empty void. The car was not driving on land, but seemed to be suspended in a transparent space with no obvious boundaries.

It's like driving on the horizon.

In the silence, the car moved forward silently, and the scenery outside the window flowed slowly.

He saw a group of tall buildings floating in the void, without any foundation to support them, like an illusion erected out of thin air.

Looking up, they saw a vast expanse of earth suddenly appearing in the sky—the ground that should have been beneath their feet was now hanging upside down above their heads.

The sky and the earth are turned upside down, the world is completely turned upside down, and nothing follows common sense anymore.

The sun and moon hung side by side on the inverted horizon, as if frozen in an eternal moment.

This is the world of mirrors, the intersection of mirrors.

The conversations in the carriage continued one after another.

"Are you here to register, or do you plan to participate in the betting?" An old man who looked to be in his fifties patted Xiao Huai's shoulder gently.

Xiao Huai glanced at him with an indifferent expression, not revealing his true intentions. He replied casually, "Still considering it."

After listening to Xiao Huai, the old man carefully looked him up and down. Then, he sighed and said earnestly, "Little brother, you're already in your twenties, right? I advise you to be conservative and don't sign up for anything. You might be able to be reborn into a better family in the future, so don't waste your chance."

As the words fell, a soft laugh was heard.

Xiao Huai tilted his head slightly and looked towards the source of the sound. It was a man who looked about the same age as Xiao Huai.

His facial features are sharp and carry a wild aura, like a cheetah that can burst out with power at any time.

The man's short brown hair was a little messy, but it added a touch of unruly charm to him. His deep eyes were lowered, with no emotion visible, and he looked out the window casually.

He leaned back in the seat with his whole body relaxed, his slender fingers resting on his legs, looking casual and elegant.

Xiao Huai glanced at it indifferently. This temperament was very much like the quiet moment of a beast hunting, introverted and full of danger.

The man's gaze slowly withdrew from the window and stopped on Xiao Huai, with a hint of interest and scrutiny in his eyes.

That look was not aggressive, but it carried a sense of oppression.

"Don't listen to that." His voice was low and cold, with a hint of disapproval and contempt. "Wouldn't it be more fun to sign up?"

He stood up and walked casually to Xiao Huai.

The man's every move revealed a lazy temperament, and his hands with distinct joints seemed to be specially extended towards Xiao Huai, waiting for a casual greeting.

"Jingchenzhou."

Xiao Huai raised his eyes slightly, his gaze swept across his outstretched hand, his expression still cold and distant.

He didn't respond immediately, but looked at the other person casually for a few seconds.

After a moment, he finally stretched out his hand and said lightly, "Xiao Huai."

The two men shook hands lightly and then quickly separated. Xiao Huai did not intend to communicate further.

The moment Jing Chenzhou approached, a faint smell invaded his senses - it was the smell of blood, faint, but extremely distinct.

The smell quickly dissipated in the air, and a barely perceptible shadow flashed across Xiao Huai's eyes.

But he didn't show anything unusual, just looked at Jing Chenzhou a few more times calmly.

Xiao Huai silently withdrew his gaze and looked up at the bus stop sign, which was surprisingly simple.

The bus has only one stop, and its destination is "Bottom of the Sky".