What do you mean the game swordsman I controlled has come back to life?

When Lu Li returned home after a long day at work, she saw a large cardboard box at her door.

"Wow, the snacks from Sword Immortal Games have arrived."

Lu Li really likes this kind of thing. And let me tell you, if this game company were to switch to selling snacks, what would they have to sell games for?

Although I can't understand what kind of logic this game company has, they are really honest in their work and the food is delicious.

As usual, I ordered takeout first.

I opened the cardboard box, took out a jade bottle, and poured out a chocolate bean.

"Mmm! This is the taste, the quality is excellent." Lu Li took out a Foundation Building Pill chocolate bean.

A unique fragrance instantly filled the entire room.

I wonder what kind of technology and ruthless tricks the Sword Immortal game company added.

Lu Li popped one into his mouth and it crunched.

Then he took out a picture book with a poster on the cover depicting the character Yue Qingwu holding the Canglan Sword with his back to his master.

And let me tell you, the storyline I completed yesterday resulted in a close-up poster of my character. That's quite a show of sincerity.

Then he took out a sword sheath wrapped in green vines from the cardboard box; the hilt of the sword was also wrapped in green vines.

He drew the sword; its blade was silvery-white with a blood groove running through it.

Lu Li shook it; "This weight, it really is a 1:1 replica. Wasn't it supposed to be unopened?"

Lu Li looked at the extremely sharpened blade and didn't care; he wasn't going to use it to kill anyone anyway.

He is a law-abiding successor to socialism.

"Let me see how well Yue Qingwu's photo album is drawn."

It was definitely not something Lu Li wanted to see. As a fellow painter, he wanted to evaluate his colleague's skills with the aim of learning.

The cover is made of stiff illustration paper, and there is a faint smell of ink when you open the transparent packaging.

Turning to the first page, there is a side profile of Yue Qingwu, holding the scabbard in her left hand and the hilt in her right. She is dressed in the moon-white robes of the Shangqing Sword Sect, and her eyes are filled with sorrow yet sharpness.

The art style, the depiction of the eyes, the details on the clothes—it's got something special.

Lu Li sighed and turned the pages one by one.

Most of the time, it shows Yue Qingwu holding a sword and striking a pose or making a sword strike.

Compared to photographic paintings, Lu Li felt more like he was looking at some unknown, cringeworthy martial arts manual.

It's like the comic book that the beggar took out in Stephen Chow's movie.

However, he ate better books; they were adult books, and even those were painted.

A bat with a wingspan of five meters swiftly flew across the glass curtain wall between high-rise buildings in Pingyang City.

"Ghost Bat spotted, at 3 o'clock. All units, be on your side and force him to the outskirts. Kill him before 7 o'clock."

"Received, but why does the captain need it before 7 o'clock?"

At the top of a high-rise building, a girl wearing blue and white school uniform pants, with the words "Pingyang No. 1 Middle School" printed on her bulging chest and her hair tied in a ponytail, spoke.

"Because I have to go to evening self-study at seven o'clock."

"Yes, Captain."

Seriously, it's the crucial time for the college entrance exams, and I've been given the mission to hunt down demons.

That's really unlucky.

Shu Bai couldn't help but complain.

Since the spiritual energy revived ten years ago, demons and monsters have emerged from all over the place.

I've practically turned this part-time job on Shu Bai into a full-time job.

At the age of eighteen, while still in school, she already had five years of work experience and could create work report PPTs very smoothly.

At a young age, he already had a strong sense of class spirit.

She jumped off the building, her canvas shoes landing steadily on the glass curtain wall.

Clutching his sword, he ran towards the direction of the ghost bat.

"Captain, Ghost Bat has headed towards the outskirts of town."

"Captain, Ghost Bat has changed direction and is heading towards the residential area."

"Won't you poets stop me? You write the report yourself," Shu Bai said into the walkie-talkie, rolling his eyes.

"Yes, Captain."

Shu Bai couldn't understand why the ghost bat had suddenly changed direction.

Logically, shouldn't the ghost bats, having just drunk blood, be quickly finding a place to digest it?

Shu Bai had no idea what was wrong with this demon. Could it be that it hadn't eaten enough yet?

We've finally managed to track them down, we can't let them get away.

This is a demon rated as a level C disaster, with a wingspan of five meters and a body taller than a human when standing up. No ordinary person can survive it.

If the C-level demon is not dealt with quickly, at least dozens of people will be injured or killed, and in some cases, hundreds will die.

The ghost bat, which was in flight, suddenly stopped. It smelled a fragrance in the air that drove it mad.

It drove it mad; its consciousness told it that no matter what that thing was, it had to eat it!

"Eat, I want to eat! Good things evolve!"

The ghost bat followed the scent to a corridor inside a residential building and went up to the floor.

"It's here, there's something good inside," the ghost bat stammered, drool dripping from its mouth full of sharp teeth.

It didn't rush in.

Generally speaking, treasures that can evolve are either guarded by powerful beings or by their own kind.

Ghost bats possess reason.

"I killed them all, whether they were human or of my own kind, and that thing is mine."

The ghost bat's dark eyes were filled with longing.

It flew to the balcony of the building, hanging upside down with half its head sticking out, looking into the room.

It saw a human holding a sword, striking strange poses.

It couldn't sense even a trace of a psionic aura from that human.

On the human man's computer desk was a jade bottle with the cork removed.

That deadly fragrance emanates from there.

He was just an ordinary person. I never expected to be so lucky.

As long as he eats that thing, he will definitely be able to evolve again and kill the psionicist who is chasing him.

With that thought in mind, the ghost bat landed on the balcony.

It was at this moment that the human turned around.

"Why is there another bat outside the window?"

Lu Li saw a small bat bumping against the glass on his balcony and didn't quite understand.

Bats can make sounds, so why are they hitting glass like flies?

The glass made a thumping sound and cracks appeared.

"This bat is so fierce, it might break my window and I'll have to pay for it."

Lu Li quickly opened the glass on the balcony.

He stopped moving as soon as he opened the door to the bats outside.

Just as the ghost bat was about to smash open the glass, it discovered that the ordinary human had opened the glass himself.

"You sensible human, I'll spare your life, as long as you give me that jade bottle."

"What are you barking about, you dog? Go away, don't bother me while I'm playing my game."

Lu Li found the bat's chirping unbearable, so he swung his sword scabbard, intending to shoo the bat away.

Then I saw the bat dodge away and circle around the light on the ceiling.

"You mere ordinary human dare to insult me? I'll rip out your insides and eat them all." The ghost bat looked down at the humans below who were looking up at it.

The ghost bat swooped down at an incredible speed toward the ordinary human.

Snapped!

Lu Li slapped the bat to the ground.

The bat's wings were still fluttering on the floor.

"Are wild animals this aggressive lately?"

It's one thing if you're a tiger or a bear, but you, a bat, dare to bump into me.

Ghost Bat was stunned by the sudden slap.

What exactly happened?