Supermarkets connect to all realms, it's not too much for a succubus to like me, is it?

"Since that so-called 'immortal' is hiding in the school, I'll create some chaos and see if he'll save him or not."

Liang Kun sneered inwardly.

If the stage collapses during peak rehearsals, causing mass casualties, those self-proclaimed righteous individuals will definitely not be able to resist taking action.

As long as he uses his immortal power, he will have nowhere to hide from the [Heavenly Demon Evil Eye].

Meanwhile, in the square below the teaching building.

"Let's take a walk and have a look! My senior is starting a business, and we're having a taste test of their new products!"

"100% organic potatoes, Crane Brand potato chips, if you don't like them, you get your money back!"

Lin Mo was holding a large box of brightly colored potato chips and shouting at the top of his lungs.

He was surrounded by curious students, especially those who had seen the video, who all crowded around him.

"Holy crap, is this the legendary artifact that brought the school beauty back to life?"

"It doesn't look like it. Isn't this the kind that costs 50 cents a bag?"

"Who cares? It's free, give me a pack!"

As Lin Mo sent the message, he silently recited in his mind:

"Send them out, the more the better. When the whole school is eating these potato chips, they won't be a miracle drug anymore, just an ordinary snack."

This is the law of large numbers; the best way to cover up the truth is to create countless false truths.

however.

Just as he was handing out the last box, an extremely cold gaze pierced through the noisy crowd and locked onto his back.

Lin Mo's hand, which was handing out potato chips, stiffened slightly.

The feeling was like being watched by a venomous snake lurking in the shadows—slippery, cold, and filled with pure malice.

He turned around casually, only to meet Liang Kun's ambiguous smile from the edge of the stage in the distance.

The moment their eyes met, it seemed as if some invisible sparks flew in the air.

Liang Kun slowly raised his hand and made a throat-slitting gesture towards Lin Mo, then turned gracefully and walked towards the control room behind the stage.

"Boss, that guy smells... really strong."

Su Jiu'er appeared behind Lin Mo at some point, her eyes cold.

Lin Mo clenched the empty cardboard box in his hand, but a ruthless smile crept across his lips.

"Just go for it, I'm just afraid he's a coward."

He casually tore open the last bag of potato chips and crunched it down.

"Jiu'er, go and mix some 'Styx water' into that bottle of Erguotou in the shop. Our Boss Liang might need to 'wake up' later."

Above the stage.

The corroded steel cable emitted a teeth-grinding warning sound as it snapped.

Lin Mo looked up at the swaying giant chandelier and muttered to himself.

"Since you want to play big, then I'll play along and turn this school upside down."

He took out his phone from his pocket, his fingers swiping rapidly across the screen, and tapped Shen Manqing's friend request, then clicked "accept".

next second.

Suddenly, a piercing electrical hum came from the sound system at the rehearsal venue.

Liang Kun stood in the dark shadows, his fingers already pressed on the magic rune that emitted a ghostly purple light.

"The show is about to begin."

The moment he finished speaking, Liang Kun lightly pressed his fingertip on the dark purple demonic pattern, as if pressing the doorbell of hell.

Above the stage, the steel cable that he had quietly eroded with his demonic energy emitted a sickening metallic groan!

"Crunch—Squeak—Bang!"

Amidst gasps of alarm, the steel cable connecting a set of giant stage spotlights weighing over 100 kilograms snapped!

The heavy metal and glass contraption, torn apart by gravity, slammed straight down on the head of Shen Manqing, who was standing alone in a white knit sweater, right in front of the stage, with a piercing shriek as it tore through the air!

time.

At this moment, it was as if the slow motion button had been pressed.

The smiles on the faces of the surrounding students froze instantly, replaced by magnified terror.

The screaming sound was stuck in his throat, turning into a hissing sound of gasping for breath.

Shen Manqing had just received a message from Lin Mo through a friend request. Her phone screen was still showing their chat interface. A strange sense of peace had just begun to rise when the shadow of death loomed over her.

She looked up abruptly, and what she saw reflected in her pupils was that rapidly falling, ever-enlarging black lump of iron!

Run? Too late!

Dodge? His legs felt like they were made of lead, pinned to the spot by that sudden, terrifying aura!

She could even smell the burnt odor emanating from the spotlight as it rubbed against the air, and feel the cold touch of the strong wind ruffling the hair on her forehead.

It’s over.

The thought had barely crossed her mind when Shen Manqing closed her eyes in despair.

however.

At this critical moment, Lin Mo, who was handing out potato chips in the crowd dozens of meters away, suddenly turned cold.

"Damn, you can't take a joke, huh?"

He didn't even make any extra movements; he held a golden potato chip in his right hand and flicked his wrist seemingly casually.

"call out--!"

That thin potato chip, at this moment, was like a dart, breaking the sound barrier the moment it left the hand, bringing with it a visible white shockwave!

It traced an almost straight golden trail in the air, its sharp edges slicing through the air and emitting a shriek.

"clang--!"

A deafening roar, a hundred times clearer than the clash of metal, exploded out!

Amidst the horrified gazes of hundreds of people in the audience, that tiny potato chip struck the side of a spotlight weighing over 100 pounds with perfect accuracy!

A surge of pure Yang spiritual energy erupted suddenly, like a miniature bomb.

The trajectory of the falling spotlight was abruptly deflected by half a meter by this overwhelming force!

"BOOM!!!"

The giant spotlight almost grazed Shen Manqing's shoulder as it crashed to the ground, creating a jagged crater in the hard concrete plaza. Countless shards of stone and glass flew wildly in all directions, forming a death zone.

The shockwave knocked Shen Manqing to the ground, and the enormous roar made her ears ring. The world instantly lost all sound.

Dead silence.

After a deathly silence of three seconds, there was a volcanic eruption of screams and chaos!

"Ah—! Murder!"

"Run! The stage is collapsing!"

"Shen, the school beauty! Shen, the school beauty, are you alright?"

The crowd scattered like ants whose nest had been disturbed.

Amidst this chaotic current, one figure appeared remarkably composed.

Lin Mo patted the potato chip crumbs off his hands, strolled leisurely through the panicked crowd, and walked up to Shen Manqing, who was still slumped on the ground, her face pale.

He crouched down, ignoring everything around him, and tore open a new bag of "Immortal Peach Flavored" potato chips, handing it over.

The "click" sound of the bag being opened stood out starkly against the chaotic background noise.

"Here, our supermarket has a new promotional event."

Lin Mo wore an innocent smile, his tone relaxed as if nothing had just happened.

"A calming snack. Eat one, and you're guaranteed to feel good, your back won't ache, your legs won't hurt, and you won't have any trouble climbing three flights of stairs."