Modern Teyvat, bound to the Abyss Spiral

"Hold it in your hand and recite its name in your heart."

Lei Dian really threw the things back without any nostalgia.

Li Qingping reached out to take it and tried it according to Lei Dianzhen's words. When he silently recited the name, Osel's Tooth indeed responded.

A soft blue light blossomed from Li Qingping's palm, then gradually faded, finally solidifying into a longsword. It was identical to the weapon he'd used against the Abyss Mage in the past, both in weight and feel. If it weren't for the faint glow of Osel's Fang, Li Qingping wouldn't have believed it was the Demon God's companion weapon.

"Isn't it a little too ordinary?" After thinking for a long time, Li Qingping slowly spoke.

How can such a mediocre product be sold at a high price? Logically speaking, given its great origin, it wouldn't be excessive to add some special effects.

"Then you should ask Osel. I've never used this thing before." Lei Dianzhen spread his hands and said, "Take your time to explore. There are still many opportunities."

Li Qingping nodded and gave up, and turned the Tooth of Osel back into a small cylinder in the same way as before.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

The school bell rang suddenly on this island that belongs to dreams.

"Being ordinary has its advantages. Not many people in Liyue can recognize this item, but you still have to be careful. Also, don't be too obsessed with money. The value of the Demon God's companion weapon is immeasurable, and no one can afford it." Lei Dianzhen glanced at Li Qingping with amusement. "I'm tired. Don't call me unless it's something important recently."

Money can't buy the Fang of Osel, but it's more than enough to buy Li Qingping's life.

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't." Li Qingping protested.

Li Qingping certainly understood the principle of possessing a treasure, but he still felt it was not worth exchanging almost all of his available cash flow for such a valuable treasure. He could only hope that the second level of the Abyss Spiral, which opened tomorrow, would surprise him.

The thunder and lightning really disappeared without a trace.

The dream faded away, and the noisy sound of chasing brought Li Qingping back to reality.

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In the year 2015 of the Teyvat calendar, it was the beginning of the school year. Just after the Lantern Festival, the classroom of Class 3, Grade 3 of Liyue Second High School was deserted for a moment before it immediately became bustling again.

The upcoming college entrance examination in June is as chilling as the cold wind outside, making students miserable.

The bell rang for a moment, and the air conditioner in the classroom hummed out warm air, fighting the sudden change from warm to cold weather. But the corridors were still crowded with students going out for some fresh air, while the classrooms were actually empty.

It's so suffocating inside, but in the end, the freedom outside is more important.

"Young Master Li Qingping is so bold that he even slept through the class of Master Zhang, the supreme master of the martial arts world." Li Qingping opened his eyes and looked up to see his deskmate questioning him seriously.

Li Qingping's deskmate is called Xingqiu. He enjoys reading martial arts novels and calls his classmates "young heroes." His teachers are often portrayed as the leaders of various martial arts sects. The "Master Zhang" he refers to as the "Supreme Master of the Martial Arts World" is actually their homeroom teacher, Lao Zhang.

"Which class is it?" Li Qingping rubbed his eyes, stretched, and touched the pocket of his right trouser leg. The Tooth of Osel lay quietly there.

Li Qingping felt that his life was becoming increasingly difficult as he had a mountain of gold but could not use it.

Xingqiu was only a little over 5'6", so logically he couldn't sit next to Li Qingping, who was nearly 5'8". However, Li Qingping loved to sleep in class, challenging the Abyss in his dreams, while Xingqiu, absorbed in martial arts studies, was equally distracted from the classroom. The two became thorns in the eyes of the martial arts supreme, and were both relegated to the back row of the classroom.

They have been sitting at the same table since they entered school, which has been three years.

Xingqiu was dressed in school uniform. Apart from his handsome features, he had nothing in common with the chivalrous knights in novels. For this reason, he found a pair of old cloud boots from somewhere, which made him look a bit more like a hero.

Knights in ancient times naturally did not have items like watches. Xingqiu turned around and got the answer from the clock hanging at the back of the classroom.

"Third period is over."

"I need to prepare." Li Qingping quickly tidied up the desk.

"There's an Abyss Spiral simulation class this afternoon. Are you skipping it again?" Xingqiu pulled himself out of his role as a knight-errant and spoke more normally. "It's almost your third year of high school, and you haven't even attended a single simulation class."

The Abyss Spiral Simulator was something that came from the Kingdom of Solstice. It could simulate the scenes of the Abyss Spiral for people to challenge. The advent of this thing defined the indescribable strength of the holder of the Eye of God.

The Liyue Seven Stars kept pace with the times and took the lead in introducing this equipment to all schools.

The simulated Abyssal Spiral consists of twelve levels, and the maximum number of levels you can clear, regardless of the time limit, represents a level of power. It is said that the commander-in-chief of the Thousand Rock Army possesses the strength of the twelfth level, able to exorcise evil spirits and suppress demons with a single wave of his hand.

At the same time, the results of this Abyss Spiral simulation are also an important item in the college entrance examination.

There is a saying circulating among the people of Liyue now: no matter how bad your academic performance is, as long as you excel in the Abyss Realm simulation, you can still get into a good university.

But Li Qingping has to make money to support his family!

The Abyss Spiral simulation course, which accounts for a large proportion of the college entrance examination, lasts an entire afternoon. There is no better way to save money than skipping half a day of class at once.

After all, it was just one class I skipped, wasn't it?

"I'm going to skip the rest of the morning classes as well." Li Qingping took out a set of clothes from the drawer and prepared to run away.

The blow that flattened the abyssal spiral in the dream was indeed very cool, but it also put Li Qingping in a dilemma. He now only had 54 Mora in cash.

54 Mora could only eat two full meals in Liyue.

He must hurry, immediately, and work hard to make a living.

Xingqiu shook his head and said regretfully, "It's a shame I can't let you watch me slaughter everyone in the Abyss Spiral. This time I will definitely break through to the seventh floor."

Xingqiu is different from Li Qingping. He has the water-attributed divine eye and can use elemental power.

Li Qingping said calmly, "I'm short of money, so I can only congratulate Young Master Xingqiu in advance on becoming a Rank Seven expert."

Xingqiu clasped his hands together and replied, "You're welcome. I'll treat you to a meal at Wanmin Hall this weekend!"

"Okay, I'm familiar with the boss there, so I can give you a discount. We'll split the bill then."

After leaving the classroom, Li Qingping quickly changed his clothes in the bathroom and washed his face in front of the sink.

There was a mirror in front of the basin. Li Qingping in the mirror was very handsome, with regular features and skin so fair that women would be jealous. He managed to make the discounted clothes he bought from a cheap roadside store look like luxury goods.

Xingqiu once teased Li Qingping, saying that if Li Qingping really couldn't make it, he could go to Yujingtai and find a rich old lady. With just this face, he would definitely be able to live a worry-free life.

A beautiful young lady with generous spending power is indeed fascinating, but being self-reliant is the right way.

Li Qingping felt that he could still try harder.

"Those dozen or so Hilichurl archers simulating the fifth floor of the Abyss are so annoying! I get shot to death every time!"

"That's nothing! I heard there's a wooden shield hillock thug on the sixth floor. If you're unlucky, you might even run into a hidden abyss monster! Your skinny arms and legs will definitely turn into minced meat."

"You're all so weak! I heard there's a chance a rare guardian combination will appear on the tenth floor of the Abyss Spiral: four Abyssal Mages of different attributes plus a Rockhelm King! Abyssal Mages are generally at the seventh level, and the Rockhelm King is a regular guardian of the tenth floor! Hehe, with this configuration, even if an eleventh-level expert arrives, we'll have to restart!"

"Hey, how did you know?"

"My father is a ninth-level expert. I just encountered him yesterday when I was challenging the tenth level of the Abyssal Spiral."

"Wow, your dad is awesome!"

"If the guardians on the tenth floor are this powerful, how powerful would the ones on the twelfth floor be? Have you asked your dad about them? What are they like?"

"I'm not sure... I heard they're the elite of the Abyss Cult. Anyway, they're incredibly powerful. I guess there aren't many people in all of Liyue who can defeat them."

In the corridor of Liyue Third High School, students were coming and going. They walked side by side in twos and threes, discussing various things about the Abyssal Spiral Simulator, sometimes marveling at it, sometimes showing envy.

Although they are both the Abyss Spiral, the things simulated by the production equipment of Zhidong Country seem to be of a different kind from what is in Li Qingping's mind.

At least Li Qingping hadn't heard many students mention the name of Jiliu.

Li Qingping didn't have time to pay attention to it. He knew that Lei Dianzhen must have made a loss-making deal. 20 Mora was a large sum of money, but it was probably not enough to buy Jiliu's life.

He went against the flow of people, went to the classroom to store his school uniform, and walked towards the school gate.

Li Qingping still wanted to see Lei Dianzhen earlier, so he skipped classes to make money!

PS: This book has been signed. In order to get recommendations, I plan to update 4-5K every day until it is put on the shelves.

In addition, 1 Mora in the book = 1 RMB

Volume 1: 3. Shen He

"Uncle Fushe, Aunt Xianyun asked me to invite you to her home for a chat. She said other old friends will also be there."

"Haha, I get it. But Xianyun's ostentation is getting bigger and bigger, even sending you, Xiao Shenhe, to deliver the message."

Li Qingping arrived at the school gate and saw a beautiful girl standing outside the message room, saying something to the people inside.

Li Qingping knew both of them. One was the school security guard, Fushe. He had a square face, stood nearly two meters tall, and was muscular. Just standing there at the school gate could scare the hooligans who lingered there to death. Li Qingping was good at talking and pleasing others, so he had a good relationship with Fushe. It was thanks to this relationship that he could often sneak out of school during classes to earn money by doing odd jobs.

As for the other Shen He, Li Qingping was more familiar with him, as he was his deskmate.

There seems to be an inexplicable fate between the two. They have been classmates since elementary school, and this relationship of sitting in front and behind each other has continued to this day.

"Which shop is it this time?" Shen He saw that the person coming was Li Qingping, and at this delicate time, she had already guessed what Li Qingping was going to do.

Shen He is usually taciturn and doesn't communicate with classmates unless necessary. Logically, he should be a marginal figure in the class, but he has a slim figure, tall stature, fair skin, and a broad mind at a young age. When he sits there with his long hair fluttering, his back alone can attract countless pairs of eyes.

Shen He, who has not yet enrolled in school, just wanders around the school gate, not knowing that she has already become the recognized school belle in the hearts of all the boys in the school.

When they learned that the future campus belle was a rare, icy beauty, their uncontrollable hormones erupted completely. During every break, the male students who crowded around Li Qingping's classroom door brought together students from all grades, calling her "junior sister" or "Shen He classmate," hoping to develop further relationships under the pretext of getting to know each other and finally snatch this high-ranking flower.

Unfortunately, his aloofness wasn't an act; he never gave these people the slightest bit of a friendly look. Later, Zhang, the martial arts supreme master Xingqiu had spoken of, took action, rounding up all those students obsessed with romance and forcing them to run 30 laps around the playground before finally settling down. From then on, whenever they saw Shen He, they would only gaze at him from afar, never approaching.

Perhaps because they have been classmates for many years, the taciturn Shen He always takes the initiative to chat with Li Qingping.

Many people joked that they were childhood sweethearts, but Li Qingping had no such thoughts at all.

All he thinks about now is making money!

“There is a Snow King milk tea shop in Feiyunpo. Even in winter, this business is good and I make a lot of money.”

"It sounds good. I will go to support it if I have the chance."

"Then I'll give you more sugar and less ice."

"it is good."

Li Qingping and Shen He exchanged a few words and walked into the message room.

"Uncle Fushe, I have something to do at home and need to go out for a while. What do you think?"

"Stop giving me those excuses." Fushe opened the door to the outside of the school. "You tell everything to your female classmates, but you never tell me the truth. Yes, I'm a grown man, I can't compare to those little girls."

Fu She naturally heard the entire conversation between Shen He and Li Qingping, and he couldn't help but feel a little resentful about Li Qingping's different treatment.

You really have no humanity towards the opposite sex, and you refuse to tell the truth to me!

"Uncle Fushe!" Shen He held the window frame tightly with both hands. Her pretty cheeks were still as white as snow, but her earlobes were red. She spoke a little faster than usual because of the teasing.

"To be honest, I can't really compare with Shen He now. There are ten high schools and seven universities in Liyue, and the people chasing her can line up from Chihuyan to Yujingtai. Uncle, if you were a dozen years younger, you should still be able to compete, but now there is really no chance." Li Qingping spread his hands and said helplessly.

Winter is a miser, usually unwilling to even offer warmth, but now it is generous, parting the clouds to reveal its body and send a little warmth. A breeze ruffled the girl's black hair, and Shen He raised his hand to hold her black hair.

There are lush green camphor trees on the distant mountains and a beautiful lady standing nearby.

"Go away, go away quickly. I'm annoyed just seeing you now." Fu She couldn't keep a straight face anymore and pushed Li Qingping out of the school with a smile.

"Hehe, this will make it easier for you, uncle."

"What kind of mission is this? I still need to see their expressions!"

Fushe's face was full of arrogance when he spoke, and he looked down on everything. Li Qingping wanted to laugh when he saw him.

People who don’t know you would think you are a general from somewhere!

Li Qingping prepared to escape.

"Qingping." Shen He called out to the young man.

She took a watch from her hand, walked through the door of the message room, and handed it to Li Qingping in front of Fushe.

"You don't have a cell phone, so it's inconvenient to check the time."

Li Qingping has a landline at home, which he thinks is no different from a mobile phone. Plus, he has a woman who eats up money, so he has no plans to buy a mobile phone because it's too expensive.

There are LED advertising screens everywhere on the street, and the time is also marked, which is very convenient.

Li Qingping wanted to refuse.

"Just give it back to me tomorrow. If you're in a hurry, I won't keep you."

Shen He took Li Qingping's hand and put the watch on him, being unexpectedly strong.

The little hand was cold, soft and tender. Li Qingping meant that the watch was made of a unique material and was very comfortable to wear.

He glanced at his watch and saw that time was indeed running out.

"Thank you. I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow."

“Same as last time!”

Li Qingping had already left in a hurry, and could not see the joy on Shen He's face. He replied from a distance, "Understood."