Godslayer: A random filename extension?

Lin Linhou was unaware of his abilities at this time, or rather, some of his abilities had already been revealed, and the other party had begun investigating his background and was considering trying to contact and recruit him.

Even if he knew, it wouldn't matter. Wasn't that his purpose in coming here?

In fact, if it weren't for the lack of a script and the unclear situation, Lin Linhou would have liked to just buy a megaphone and walk along the street shouting: "Are there any superpowered people? Are there any cultivators?"

Then, by performing a large-scale telekinetic object retrieval act in the street, it's likely that such a commotion will quickly attract the attention of the authorities and get in touch with those secret organizations in the world.

He had indeed intended to do so after learning that he could actually be resurrected.

After all, this is so much more convenient and efficient, but the system stopped it.

The system said that if we're going to do anything reckless, we should at least wait until the two of us are truly free of restraint. If we do it like this now, it seems more likely that we'll be arrested and sent to a mental hospital or research institute for autopsy and research, right?

Reviving isn't without conditions; currently, reviving once requires consuming a significant amount of accumulated energy and has a cooldown period.

And are you sure that once they capture you, they'll let you die easily?

Even if you die, what if someone camps your respawn point?

Lin Linhou was eventually persuaded and promised to keep a low profile until the version became invincible.

At this moment, Zhao Kongcheng had a general idea of ​​what was going on. It seemed that this trip would not only allow him to stake out the Seraphim's agent and have a good chat with him, but he would also likely be able to recruit another talented newcomer.

In a sense, today's trip was quite fruitful.

Thinking of this, Zhao Kongcheng nodded in satisfaction at Lin Linhou opposite him.

This young man is not bad; at least he looks and has a much better temperament than that bastard who stood me up last night.

However, there are methods to recruit them, or one can use a false identity.

Now that it's confirmed the other party isn't an undercover police officer, why is this young man setting up a stall here?

Could it be that he's read too many detective novels and, because he has some "superpowers," wants to catch murderers himself?

That won't do. The opponent is at most a newcomer in the Zhan Realm. If he were to face the Ghost-Faced King in the Shangchuan Realm, what would become of him?

Even ordinary masked men in the Chi Realm are no match for this young man.

I need to have a good talk with them later, but not here on the busy street near the school gate.

Seeing this, Lin Linhou on the other side blinked in confusion again, then pursed his lips.

"Hiss~ This uncle is really good at holding back. He just looked annoyed and uncomfortable, but when he saw me looking over, he nodded at me as if he was in a good mood, with a completely unconcerned expression."

('?') This acting skill is very high, at least three or four stories high.

And so time slowly passed until afternoon.

Students from different grades have begun to leave school in waves.

As expected, neither of the two men who were "waiting for the rabbit to run into the tree stump" saw their target appear.

Lin Linhou was busy for a while, even selling more pancakes than in the morning, and eventually all the ingredients prepared for him were sold out.

After all, the group of students who bought it in the morning became repeat customers, and with each other's word-of-mouth, plus the fact that Lin Linhou himself is very good-looking, some students even thought he might be some new star filming a variety show.

They were just using the excuse of taking group photos, since everyone has more time after school than during the school year. As a result, even though Lin Linhou's pancakes were sold out, he couldn't pack up his stall for a long time.

"Um... um, handsome, are you still setting up your stall tomorrow? If I order a hundred pancakes, could you come with me to see a movie this weekend, or come to my house and teach me how to make such delicious pancakes? I'll pay for the lessons."

Lin Linhou: ……Σ( ° △ °|||)︴

Why would a classmate who seems so shy say something like that?

Hey junior, please have some self-respect.