My Text-Based Cultivation Game

Who are you yelling at?

Really are.

Don't you know I'm in the "transition period"?

(The previous chapter didn't explain that the so-called "explanation period" is a reference in the novel "A Record of a Mortal's Journey to Immortality". It refers to Han Laomo's rampage in the human world when he was in the Nascent Soul stage. Han Laomo had strength and finally stopped hiding and started to make others give him an "explanation".)

After slapping the troublesome teenager unconscious, Yunyang turned to look at the other men in suits.

They all emanated varying degrees of spiritual energy fluctuations, and coupled with their attire, they were clearly official Awakened Ones.

The spiritual energy fluctuations were much stronger than those of Gu Ran and Meng Yi, so it seemed to have come from the capital.

"From the capital?"

After glancing at it, Yunyang asked.

"Yes, yes."

The group nodded repeatedly, like chickens pecking at rice.

Clearly, Yunyang's sudden attack had startled them.

How did he get there in such a short time?

How did they make that move?

I don't understand, I really don't understand!

At this moment, cold sweat broke out on the backs of the group. It was impossible to tell from the video, but only after seeing the real person could they truly feel the pressure of standing in front of this "immortal".

This guy can really take down everyone present in one hit.

What if they get upset and slap you again, killing you instantly? Where would you go to seek justice then?

"Alright then, take over the shift." Yunyang waved his hand. "The task of guarding Wenyushu is now in your hands."

"Okay, okay."

"Okay, then I'll be going."

"Hey! Mr. Yunyang, please wait a moment!" Seeing Yunyang about to leave, the official staff member who had been leading the way quickly called out, "Don't we need to discuss your benefits and other aspects further?"

"I'm going back to Ximeng now, let's talk again next time."

After saying that, Yunyang lightly touched the ground with his toes and slowly flew up amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, transforming into a black dot and flying into the clouds.

Wow, he's flying!

It really is flying!

The psychic bureau specialists from the capital all stared at Yun Yang in disbelief.

"Hey! Wait a minute! Slow down! Don't let anyone see you!"

The official staff sighed. Well, let's quickly contact the relevant departments to keep an eye on public opinion.

……

But would Yunyang make such a basic mistake?

Definitely not!

If a bullet flies past you, can you sense it?

If I can go faster than this, then no one will be able to see me, right?

Standing on the clouds, Yunyang severed the spiritual energy supporting his flight and fell vertically to the ground.

Behold my rocket header!

"Thump!"

"Um?"

Still half-asleep, Zhang Gu, who was about to wash up with his toothbrush cup in hand, paused for a moment. "Was there any noise on our balcony just now?"

"Huh? What?" Zhao Jiang, who was lying on his side playing on his phone, peeked out from the bed, glanced at Zhang Gu, and then looked at the balcony.

"No, did you hear me wrong?"

"No! There was definitely a sound!" After thinking for a moment, Zhang Gu said with certainty, "There was definitely a sound from the balcony just now! Holy crap! Could a female pervert have come to our dorm?!"

"...Zhang Gu, have you been playing too much Tile and become depressed? How could you even come up with such an outrageous idea?"

"Zijie, don't say anything, let me go and find out!"

Immediately, Zhang Gu used his toothbrush as a weapon and his toothbrush cup as a shield, cautiously and tentatively walking towards the balcony.

Zhao Jiang and Xue Zijie also curiously peeked out from the bed.

Reaching the balcony, Zhang Gu pushed the balcony door open with a loud bang, but the force coming from the other side of the door almost made him fall backward.

Is there really someone on the balcony?!

Zhao Jiang and Xue Zijie quickly sat up in bed, ready to jump out and help Zhang Gu while also calling the police.

"Ahem! Don't be nervous, it's me."

"Yang-ge?"

Seeing that it was Yunyang, everyone in the dormitory breathed a sigh of relief, then asked in confusion, "Yang-ge, didn't you ask for leave? When did you get back?"

"You guys weren't awake when I got back." Yunyang rubbed his head as he walked into the dormitory from the balcony. "Oh right, where's Xiao Hei?"

"Little Blackie," Zhang Gu gestured under the table towards Yunyang, "Look, that kitten moved its bed over there, and it's still sleeping there."

Alright, as long as Xiao Hei has adapted to the environment.

"Eh?"

As he spoke, Zhang Gu noticed the large cardboard box on Yunyang's table.

"What the heck? When did a delivery box appear on your desk?"

A delivery box?

Yunyang followed Zhang Gu's gaze and looked at the size of the cardboard box...

It seems to be the virtual reality headset that Guazi sent to himself via express delivery.

This courier service is great! Not only is it fast, but it also delivers the package right to your door.

If this business were expanded nationwide, wouldn't that make more money than extorting yourself?

"Um... my helmet just arrived. I just left it there on my way here."

"A helmet? Why would you buy a helmet?"

"I just bumped my head," Yunyang waved his hand, grabbed the delivery box, and ran back to his bed.

What kind of head injury? What kind of helmet?

Zhang Gu was completely confused, but after three seconds he shrugged.

who cares?

However, just as Zhang Gu turned his head to go to the bathroom to wash up, his eyes inadvertently glanced at the railing on the balcony and discovered that there was a large bend in the iron post of the railing.

Huh? When did the railing on the balcony get bent?

Was it just bent?

Did a meteorite fall from the sky and hit that railing?

Forget it, who knows when it was bent by the impact.

Shaking his head, Zhang Gu continued washing up.

However, what he didn't know was that the bend in the railing was the very spot where Yunyang had crashed into when he fell from the sky and lost control while slowing down.

Oops! My mistake!

Yunyang rubbed his head. As a Foundation Establishment stage "powerful being," it would be somewhat embarrassing if people knew he had bumped his head on a railing.

Just a few minutes ago, I was putting on a show of "explanation period" in front of that group of awakened beings.

After drawing the bed curtains, Yunyang opened the cardboard box of the express delivery and took out a pure black helmet that looked like a steel helmet from World War II. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Is this the legendary "virtual reality" helmet?

Anyone who didn't know better would think I was going to the battlefield with my helmet on.

So how do I use this?

There are no instructions either.

Yunyang picked up the helmet, examined it from all sides, and then used his divine sense to look at it, but he couldn't find anything special about it.

Okay, why don't you try it on and see?

You can only say that you can't sleep in the same dormitory with two kinds of people. Just like Zhang Gu, if you can't figure it out, why bother thinking about him?

Just throw away your worries, put on your little helmet, and you're good to go...

boom!

That's why being young is so great; you can just lie down and sleep.

Meanwhile, at the closing ceremony of the Xuantian Sect's outer sect competition, Su Muxue turned to look at Yunyang beside her. Just a moment ago, this guy... seemed to have suddenly undergone some inexplicable changes.