His Overlord Omega

108th Floor Balcony

Zhang Han: "What if I just parachute down instead of dancing ballet in the air?"

System: "Then this mission can't be completed, if you can't complete this mission, you won't be able to clear any subsequent missions.

Zhang Han: "What will happen if you can't brush it out?"

System: "Then you can only climb from floor 1 to floor 108, and then jump again."

Zhang Han: "..." This is the nth time Zhang Han wants to go back and pry open the head of the black fan author, to see if the author has a brain.

Zhang Han was speechless, "I'm a man, how could I be able to dance ballet?"

The system said faintly: "You don't have to worry about that. Once you travel to this world, you will naturally master the abilities that this body possesses in the settings."

"Okay." Zhang Han was dubious.

"Don't lie to me." Zhang Han pointed at the system and said.

The system raised its hands in surrender again: "The little ones don't dare..."

The balcony is open-air and very wide. It looks like it was specially prepared for Nangong Mo's skydiving.

Under the huge and transparent diamond floor, there are large expanses of white clouds, which cannot be seen to the bottom at a glance. In midair, one or two birds pass by from time to time.

As bold as Zhang Han, his legs could not help but tremble slightly at this moment.

Zhang Han thought of something and asked, "Didn't you say that I exist in the form of brain waves in this world, so what would happen if I fell to my death in this world?"

The system said: "Then you will return to the way you were when you just entered this world. Your level, experience, and progress will all be cleared."

Zhang Han swallowed his saliva and cleared all of them. This setting is too cruel, and he doesn't want to do it all over again.

Zhang Han took the parachute on the side and checked it carefully.

It's okay not to look at it, but it's a shock to see it.

This parachute is so unique that it is sewn with thread.

Moreover, gold thread and silver thread are used mixed with peacock feather thread.

Zhang Han's face was full of black lines, and he turned his head to look at the system, "System, are you sure that this kind of parachute sewn with thread will not leak air?"

The system faltered and said: "But the author has a long paragraph dedicated to the description of the parachute, I'll read it to you..."

"No need" Zhang Han interrupted it coldly, Zhang Han can almost guess what the author will write.

It almost became the roundworm in the author's stomach.

Her own mother may not know her better than herself!

Zhang Han thought, since this mission world can even violate the law of free fall, it is probably not a big deal to sew a parachute with thread.

However, since you, the author, know that there are peacock feathers in the world, why do you only make up the ugly Tesbonwe in the clothes I wear?

Thinking of the rotten stalk of Chou Tesbonwe, Zhang Han climbed another morning glory in depression.

Zhang Han looked at the white clouds under his feet, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and jumped down.The system turned into a gray pigeon and jumped down.

Strange, there is no feeling of weightlessness at all.

Zhang Han opened his eyes, and there was a big cloud in front of him, like cotton candy. Zhang Han couldn't help but reached out to grab a handful, but it was empty.

This falling speed is really slow, maybe it can really fall for 10 minutes.

Zhang Han couldn't help but think, then according to this mentally handicapped setting, if I jumped off the high-altitude plane, I wouldn't have fallen to my death, but I would have starved to death instead, hahahahaha.

The system was amused, it turned out that the domineering president would be so funny.

The system reminded: "Zhang Han, it's time to dance~"

Zhang Han was still thinking about which ballet to dance, and his body jumped up reflexively.

From the looks of it, I seem to be jumping in a certain section of Swan Lake.

Zhang Han's dance was light and elegant. Zhang Han had seen ballet before, and he realized that he was not dancing men's steps, but women's steps.

This depressed, a large cluster of morning glory directly entangled in the clouds.

What's even more shocking is that the bgm of this ballet sounded from nowhere.

When the citizens coming and going in the city center heard this bgm, they all raised their heads in unison.With a god-like gaze, he concentrated on admiring Nangong Mona dancing in the clouds.

ah!His posture is so gentle, thousands of colorful butterflies are his dancers, morning glory rain falling all over the sky is his accompaniment, the continuous white clouds are his stage, even his ugly Tess Bonwe, all seem so extraordinary...

Zhang Han: The melon eaters below, can you still be a little more aesthetic?

After dancing for about 10 minutes, the bgm stopped abruptly, and the gravity seemed to recover in an instant. Zhang Han didn't even have time to scream, and fell straight to the ground like a bird with a broken wing.

The gray pigeon system hastily shouted: "Open the parachute, Zhang Han!"

Oh yes, parachutes.

Zhang Han frantically pulled the parachute in a panic, but with all his force, the entire parachute collapsed...

collapsed...

The parachute scattered into countless gold and silver threads, fluttering in the wind...

From the perspective of the melon-eaters below, it was like putting on a pair of colorful wings swaying in the wind for Young Master Nangong.

Zhang Han closed his eyes and thought about it.

What others are afraid of is falling to death, but he is not afraid.

His fear was that he would have to go back and do it all over again.

Zhang Han prayed silently, if you fall, you can fall, but don't put your face on the ground!

Seeing that it was about to hit the ground heavily, it was too late to say it, and at that time, countless dandelions floated from nowhere, forming a thick blanket in an instant, firmly protecting Zhang Han.

Zhang Han felt his back go soft, and he was a little puzzled.The part where he thought he fell to his death was skipped directly, but now he is starting all over again, lying on the big bed in Nangong Mo's bedroom.

Zhang Han opened his eyes, but what he saw was not the ceiling and the crystal chandelier, but the blue sky, white clouds, and...a gray dove, who looked concerned on the surface, but actually almost suffocated from laughing. Ugly face.

Zhang Han stood up like a carp, looked at the dandelions all over the ground, and then remembered that his setting was that when he was afraid, dandelions would grow around him.

The gray pigeon system cooed happily, "Hahahaha, be scared, didn't someone say that this setting is impossible to be useful at all?"

The gray pigeon system landed on the ground, thinking it was elegant, but actually paced awkwardly, "Oh, look at the dandelions all over the ground, tsk tsk tsk, how scared do you have to be to summon so many? Hahahahaha, Let's face it."

Zhang Han blushed and became angry. He lifted the gray pigeon system's wings and slammed it onto a tree with a "bang".

The gray dove system's face was right on the tree, and now it was rubbing its big red and swollen face, protesting loudly, "I am the system, not garbage, why do I throw it around all day long!"

Zhang Han also yelled back: "Who says you're not trash?"

"You are a garbage system!"

The gray dove system flew back, pulled a lump of hot hair on Zhang Han's hair, and flew.

Of course, this is a lump that exists in the form of brain waves, Xiang.

But it's still disgusting!

Zhang Han's black hair immediately turned into long golden curly hair, fluttering in the wind...

It made Zhang Han unhappy, and the gray pigeon system said that he was going to die of joy.

Zhang Han didn't want to be familiar with this machine, so he dragged the flying pigeon and pressed it on top of it, and the gray pigeon system obediently changed back to the small square screen.

Task 108: Go down from the 1th floor to the 1st floor (1/[-])

This time, he added 4000 experience all of a sudden, and Zhang Han jumped from level 2 to level 4 directly.

Zhang Han: Hmph, it's not too bad, it's worthy of my embarrassment this time.

Task 0: Under the escort of a thousand Rolls-Royces, go to school in a low-key and friendly way by bus (1/[-])

The mood that had finally calmed down became uneasy again.

Zhang Han: "..." Keep a low profile on your sister!

The wide road is full of 1000 identical Rolls-Royces, stretching from one end of the long street to the other end of the long street, turning a corner, and I don’t know how far it will extend.

The wide road is almost occupied, leaving only a bus lane.If it weren't for this bus-only lane, everyone would probably think that this is a large luxury parking lot, or a professional production base of Rolls-Royce.

Outside this long street, the guards of the Nangong family pulled up a barrier, and there was a sea of ​​people outside the barrier. There were at least a hundred thousand people in this battle.

They all claimed that they were hard-core fans of the young master of the Nangong family, and crazily confided to the guards of the Nangong family their love and fascination for the young master of the Nangong family, so that they could be put in and be able to see him from a distance. The purpose of being the only omega left in this world.

Of course, none of them could get in.

In fact, the original author wrote, "Not even a fly can fly in."Then, according to the domineering setting, if even one can’t fly over, there is absolutely no fly that can fly over:

All the guards are on standby.

One arm was raised horizontally to stop Young Master Nangong's crazy fans, while the other hand was fluttering around, pinching to death the flies that tried to break in with his bare hands.

In terms of that posture, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is playing the live version of cutting fruit.

In terms of hand speed, not to mention being single for 18 years, even if the mother is single solo until she grows old, she may not be able to master it.

Regarding the degree of bloodiness, tsk tsk, let alone, it seems a bit disgusting...

Fly: "..." Who did I provoke?

The only one that was allowed to go was the bus that Young Master Nangong was going to take to go to school.

I have to say that although they are all just characters in the book, there are still some smart fanatics who boarded the bus at the bus stop outside the isolation station ahead of time.

In this way, they can enjoy the honor of riding in the same car as the last omega in the world.Of course, the consequence of this was that the bus was seriously overloaded, and many passengers' faces were crushed by the bus glass.

At this moment, in the middle of the parking lot blocked by 1000 Rolls-Royces, under a certain bus stop sign, a thin and thin figure stood alone.

That is our poor domineering president Zhang Han, if he hadn't transmigrated into this Marysu world, he wouldn't even remember how many years he hadn't taken a bus.

I can't sit in a thousand Rolls-Royces in my home, but I have to stand and wait for the bus.

This sourness is not something everyone has the opportunity to experience.

This is how Zhang Han comforted his already battered heart.

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