His Overlord Omega

Zhang Han stood and waited for 15 minutes, his legs were numb, before he got the bus.

There are a lot of people on this bus. As a qualified domineering president, Zhang Han really dislikes him, but there is no way. In order to complete the task, Zhang Han desperately hints to himself in his heart that he is here to experience the hardships of the people.

Well, the youngest young master in the second largest family that controls the lifeblood of the global economy has to experience "folk suffering" in this way every day.

This car obviously couldn't squeeze in, Zhang Han sighed softly, "Forget it, I'll wait for the next one."

Before the words fell, there was chaos in the car:

"Everyone in the back will be squeezed further back. Young Master Nangong won't be able to get in the car if they don't. No one will be able to build a car with Young Master Nangong again!" shouted a loud Alpha in the front row.

"Back, back, back!" Many people shouted in unison, as if shouting slogans.

But within ten seconds, the front row of the bus, which looked like a fly couldn't be squeezed out, had a space as big as an entire row of seats!

Of course, all of this comes at the expense of the rear passengers being completely squeezed into meatloaf.

Zhang Han opened his mouth wide in surprise. He really didn't expect that idols are so powerful and can quickly improve the quality of the people in a short period of time.

Back in the real world, I also have to take a bus to see if the passengers on the bus are willing to squeeze like this just to ride with me.

It's a really great way to test out your fan base.

The system turned into a little fur ball, got into Zhang Han's waist, and got into the car with him.

Zhang Han is a little strange, he hasn't taken a bus for many years, and he has completely forgotten how to use the bus card.

Seeing this, the passengers in the bus all thought that the young master of the Nangong family had forgotten to bring the bus card. Also, the Nangong family is so rich that they can't beat the country, so how could they use such a thing as a bus card.

However, this is an excellent opportunity to get close to Young Master Nangong!

All the passengers in the car were scrambling to pay for Nangong Mo. Around this eternal problem, a violent quarrel erupted in the crowded car, with saliva flying around, like a water fight, very lively.

Several of the strongest Alphas even fought in the car full of meatloaf.

Zhang Han ignored the brainwaves of these mentally retarded people, and after searching for a long time on his own, he finally found the credit card machine.

Zhang Han swiped lightly, unexpectedly, in an instant, countless "99999" across the page of the credit card machine, and then, with a "buzz" sound, the card machine exploded in front of Zhang Han!

Dare this credit card machine be blown up by the money in my card?Zhang Han scratched his head.

"..." I used to only know that "the card is maxed out" means that the card is maxed out, but I didn't expect that it could be the card that maxed out the card reader.

Really, too much experience.

Seeing Young Master Nangong standing there blankly, as if he didn't know where to sit, the driver called Young Master Nangong very kindly.

Zhang Han looked at the driver, a little puzzled.

The driver patted his thigh full of muscles and leg hair, and smiled evilly.

"If you don't mind, you can sit on my lap..."

Pfft, Zhang Han almost vomited on the spot.

In an instant, the passengers in the bus started arguing again. This time they were arguing over whose lap the young master Nangong should sit on...

Those strong alphas were about to step on the heads of the car full of meatloaf and fight.

Zhang Han silently glanced at the muscular and hairy legs of the passengers in the car, felt a chill, and the hairs all over his body were about to stand on his head.

"Shut up for me!"

Zhang Han couldn't bear it anymore and roared out.

The quarrels, beatings and scolding that almost toppled the roof of the car just now disappeared without a trace.

The passengers looked at Young Master Nangong, no one expected that such a weak person would have such amazing explosive power.

This is all shit, enough is enough!

Zhang Han squatted silently at the front door of the bus, covered with colorful morning glories all over his body, to express his speechlessness and protest against this world of sand sculptures.

All the passengers in the car turned their concerned eyes on Nangong Mo.

After a while, the driver still spoke:

"Young Master Nangong, don't cry..."

Zhang Han: "...Damn, retarded!"

Zhang Han asked the system, "This group of bastards are arguing here, is this also written by that author?"

System: "Yes, [-]% faithful to the original."

Zhang Han: "..." It's that Twitch author again.

Describing the author as mentally retarded is flattering!

After humming "squeaky" for a long time, the bus finally started slowly, followed by the mighty Rolls-Royce phalanx, which kicked up dust and set off.

There are 400 Rolls-Royces in front of the bus, 400 in the back, and 200 Rolls-Royces moving in circles around this phalanx...

Wherever the car array went, the earth was shaken. I don't know if it was because of the gravity of the car or the magic of money.

The bus stopped slowly at an intersection with a red light on.

The young traffic policeman who directed the road conditions at the intersection sat down on the ground in shock, and said: The first day at work, this scene is really scary...

The bus didn't leave, Zhang Han was really bored, so he glanced at the passengers on the bus from the corner of his eye.

The passengers in the car were tall and mighty one by one. The car was too crowded and too hot. They took off their shirts one after another and were shirtless.

Those burly figures of 190+; those faces with sharp edges and corners, full of tough guy temperament; not to mention those incomparably strong chest muscles; the standard eight-pack abdominal muscles and blue-veined arms are all so clear at a glance exposed to the air.

A car of muscular Alphas is tightly packed together, and the whole car is full of male hormones.

In addition, there seemed to be a bit of purple in the carriage.

Even Zhang Han, the number one straight man in the universe, couldn't help swallowing.

Zhang Han thought to himself, it's a good thing he's not a girl, otherwise he must be drunk by now.

However, there are no girls in this world, hahahahaha, you have grown so strong one by one, no girls will look at you, tsk tsk tsk.

Zhang Han felt sorrow from the bottom of his heart for them.

Each of them, this figure, this muscle, this face, tsk tsk tsk.

I really didn't expect that any passer-by in this Marysu world can reach his own level in the real world.If they can travel to the real world, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive in the entertainment industry at all!Zhang Han thought silently.

Zhang Han sneaked a glance, and found that they were looking at him one by one, and there seemed to be something wrong.

Zhang Han couldn't tell exactly what was wrong, but for some reason, he just felt very familiar, as if he had seen this kind of look somewhere.

"It's Song Yang..." Zhang Han blurted out.

Alas, this group of people is the same as Song Yang, I really don't know what's wrong.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Han couldn't help feeling a little chilly in his heart, and a few pale yellow dandelions grew out along Zhang Han's hair...

Finally, the official car parked steadily at the gate of the school. As soon as the door opened, Zhang Han jumped out of the car through the front door desperately, fearing that he would be caught by some muscular alpha man by the collar.

Zhang Han picked up the system. Sure enough, task three was completed, but Zhang Han's level was still at level four. It seems that the higher the level, the more experience is needed to upgrade.

Task 1000: Establish a good relationship with 0 students in the whole department and break their hostile eyes (1/[-]).

Zhang Han is a little strange, according to his setting of being a heartthrob in this world, why would others be hostile?

With this question in mind, he walked into the highest institution in the Marysu world——Marysu University, referred to as SU University.

Zhang Han followed the system's prompts and walked all the way through the campus. The campus was very quiet, so quiet that it was a bit deserted.

Zhang Han was a little puzzled, "According to the general Mary Su's setting, shouldn't it cause a huge commotion when I, the male lead, come to the school for such a big battle, shouldn't it be right for thousands of people to come to watch me? Why is there no movement at all?"

In the real world, Zhang Han, the actor who has attracted much attention, is really not used to it at the moment.

The system replied softly from Zhang Han's soft and warm waist: "Oh, just follow my instructions, and you will know later."

Zhang Han: "..."

Following the system's instructions, turn left and right, enter a large teaching building, and then walk to a large lecture hall on the first floor of the teaching building.According to the system, all the students in their department are holding a student meeting here.

Zhang Han stopped at the entrance of the lecture hall, looking at the colorful butterflies around him who kept flapping their wings, feeling a little worried.

The system said: "Try to hold your breath and let go of your mind."

Zhang Han did as the system said, and a miraculous thing happened. The flying butterflies landed on Zhang Han's body one after another, and they became quiet. Then, they became smaller one by one, and then burrowed into Zhang Han's waist. Wo, Zhang Han couldn't help but chuckled twice.

Zhang Han is a little speechless, I think I am not a Marysu, but a butterfly spirit at all!

Also, why can all weird things get into my waist?Is my waist the pocket of Doraemon or the ears and eyes of Monkey King?

The system was laughed out loud by Zhang Han, and rolled in Zhang Han's waist.

Zhang Han took the fur ball away with a slap, and said coldly: "You dare to toss it again!"

System: "Zhang Han bullied me again..."

Zhang Han didn't bother to care about this actor who added drama to himself all day long, so he walked straight into the lecture hall, took a look, and silently slandered: The lecture hall of the highest university is nothing more than this!It's not as big as a casual living room in my house.

System: "..." Your family controls the lifeblood of the global economy, but Marysu University is not.

The system complained in his heart why Zhang Han put on airs of the young master so quickly.

As soon as Zhang Han entered the lecture hall, the quiet lecture hall suddenly became noisy, and several pairs of shoes were thrown towards him.

Zhang Han flashed past quickly, and couldn't help frowning slightly.I saw a line of big characters written on the PPT in the lecture hall: "Seminar on criticism of Nangong Mo's shameful behavior of showing off his wealth wildly."

Zhang Han suddenly realized that the "hostile gaze" in the original mission referred to this.

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