Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Zhang Yang was slightly surprised, then he sneered and didn't say a word.    

A long time later.    

He stretched lazily and said casually, "Alright, I know all of this. Don't bother me in the future if there's nothing else. Don't bother me if there's anything else, that's all."    

Finishing his words, he stood up and prepared to leave.    

"Master!"    

Suddenly, the bald man's voice sounded. Then, with a plop, he kneeled heavily onto the ground.    

"Hmm?"    

He did not correct him by calling him master. In fact, other than not officially taking him as his master, their relationship with Zhang Yang was no different from that of master and disciple. These past few years, these old brothers had all wanted to call him senior and disciple.    

"What now?"    

"Master, please save Su Ling."    

After all, three hundred years had passed, and the baldy had changed a lot. However, seeing that Zhang Yang didn't deny that he called him master, he felt a sense of joy in his heart.    

"Su Ling? That little girl outside? " After muttering to himself, he frowned, "Let's get up first, what's going on?"    

Zhang Yang's expression became serious. Ever since he noticed the familiar aura from Su Ling's body, he forced himself not to pay attention to it, so he didn't notice anything amiss.    

"It's like this …"    

After he finished his narration, Zhang Yang fell into deep thought. His brows were tightly knitted, while the bald man and Han Laosan seemed very nervous.    

Compared to others, they were the famous God of War and War God. However, they were very clear that Zhang Yang was the one who gave them everything.    

Although they were very strong right now, in their eyes, Zhang Yang had always been an unfathomable existence. He was like a god that could do anything.    

That was why the baldy had to ask for help.    

The thing was, on a day 20 years ago, after the bald man and Han Laosan had gathered together, they found an abandoned baby in the shallow water of the Black Dragon River. At that time, the bald man couldn't bear it any longer, so he stopped the car and prepared to bury the abandoned baby.    

At that time, his name was already famous. His children and grandchildren were all in the hall. Back then, he didn't think too much and passed it to his married grandson for adoption. The baby was now Su Ling.    

As Su Ling grew older, problems arose. When she was five years old, she mysteriously fell into a coma, and started bleeding from her seven orifices. Then, she went berserk like a beast without consciousness; even the baldy was helpless.    

What was even more peculiar was that every time she woke up, Su Ling would forget her experience of being in a coma. She didn't know what had happened at all, especially in recent years, when the number of cases became more and more frequent and the time became longer and harder to control.    

That was why the baldy turned to Zhang Yang.    

"How much strength did she have after she went mad?" After a long while, Zhang Yang asked.    

"The last time was half a year ago. I spent a lot of effort to suppress her."    

Zhang Yang glanced at the baldy and slowly nodded. As for how strong he was now, Zhang Yang could tell at a glance. What made him slightly uneasy was that he already had a guess about Su Ling's condition.    

"Damn." He cursed silently in his heart.    

Zhang Yang then looked at Han Laosan, who was standing uneasily on the side, and said, "Third brother, did you pick up that girl called Han Guoer as well?"    

"No, no." Han Feipeng wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and laughed dryly, "She was sent over by senior brother Pei Donglai."    

When Zhang Yang accepted disciples, Tia Xiong was the eldest senior brother in name. Since he was famous, no one dared to disobey.    

"Hmm? "Xiong?" Zhang Yang was stunned.    

"Yeah, eighteen years ago he said he was going to look into a secret. He came back a few days later, and then he brought a baby girl with him. Then he left without leaving a single word behind."    

Zhang Yang frowned and thought for a while without saying anything.    

His eyesight was not bad, and he had taken care of Xiong a lot. It was not surprising for him to have such achievements, and Zhang Yang clearly remembered the sighs he made before he woke up.    

If he wasn't here, he would protect his home.    

Obviously, this Han Guoer was no ordinary person.    

Would he be in danger?    

Zhang Yang shook his head as he felt that it was impossible. He had asked very clearly just now, and based on the current strength of the two of them, there was probably no one who could harm him.    

After thinking about it for a long time, he decided not to dwell on it anymore. After awakening, he recovered his memories and naturally understood many truths. The place where he stood at was not something an ordinary person could understand.    

In his eyes, there was nothing that could move him. Even if the Federation collapsed and the universe collapsed, he would remain indifferent.    

When he came back to his senses, he looked at the baldy, then looked at Han Laosan and said lazily, "Alright, since I have nothing else to do, I'll help you take a look at that girl called Su Ling."    

"Thank you, Master!" The baldy was pleasantly surprised. He knew that there was nothing in this world that Elder Brother Yang couldn't do.    

Glancing at Han Laosan, Zhang Yang suddenly asked with great interest, "Whose commander is War God Army Group now?"    

"It's Wei Nan!" The two of them couldn't help but laugh. Back then, Zhang Yang had always called him a vulgar man.    

"Cough, cough …" Zhang Yang coughed dryly, "Alright, I understand. This time when I come back, there is no need to disturb everyone. We are all old and have our own lives. I don't want to be disturbed."    

Hearing this, the two of them were startled. Their expressions were complicated as they nodded their heads.    

After chatting a bit more, Zhang Yang opened the door and walked outside.    

In the courtyard, two pairs of eyes that were as sharp as swords shot over. Their gazes were filled with intriguing complexity. However, neither Su Ling nor Han Guoer took the initiative to speak up.    

Zhang Yang was still as calm as ever. The two girls' expressions and gazes were completely ignored, as if the air was passing by.    

He swaggered out of the courtyard.    

Behind him, Su Ling and Han Guoer were both tightly biting their lips. They opened their mouths several times, but eventually didn't ask anything.    

It was only when he left that the bald man and Han Laosan finally walked out of the room. The two of them looked at each other and started laughing loudly.    

Su Ling and Han Guoer looked at each other.    

"..."    

Three hundred years later, today, Qinghai City had changed its name to Longhai City, and became one of the most prosperous cities on Earth.    

Tall buildings, buildings filled with the smell of modern steel, the rhythm of the magnetic resonance signal in the sky were flashing, all kinds of Flying Car were whizzing past, like a mobile exhibition of cars.    

The buildings here were extremely spectacular. Hundreds of buildings with different shapes could be seen everywhere. On the circular road, all kinds of magnetic sports cars were like ants as they moved through the streets.    

The honeycomb shop of the arched shopping mall was densely packed with people, forming an extremely bustling picture.    

Of course, no matter where it was, the rules of space and time were the same. There was prosperity, there was corruption, there was sunshine, there was darkness.    

Underneath its bustling exterior was a darkness that was hard for ordinary people to reach. Now that technology had entered the digital age, it had added an additional chance of being unclear.    

Zhang Yang walked lazily on the street and glanced at the sun, which was still burning red. He shook his head and couldn't help but to yawn. He was considering looking for a place to take a nap, since he was feeling a bit sleepy right now.    

For the past two days, he had practically never stopped walking. He had been unconsciously wandering around the city, and when he occasionally saw familiar buildings, he would reveal a sense of nostalgia.    

"Huh?!"    

Suddenly, Zhang Yang stopped his footsteps and looked at the building on the right. The electronic projection on it repeatedly reflected a few bright red words.    

"The digital world, magic space, the second world of mankind."    

Looking at the big words, Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh.    

He vaguely remembered Han Laosan and Baldy talking about how, in 150 years, human technology had grown by leaps and bounds and created a virtual competition game. It seemed to be developed to select talent in reserve for the Battle Mecha.    

After a short hundred years of development, the Battle Mecha had evolved into a War Armor, while the virtual space had evolved into a digital space.    

"Eternal life, upload space, hehe …"    

Zhang Yang muttered nonsense as he walked into the hall with great interest. He was not interested in the so-called competition at all. Instead, he wanted to experience the digital space.    

The modern currency had been unified because it had entered a new era, so it was also known as the New Era dollar. Later on, after interstellar exploration, Mars and the Moon had been completely developed into a suitable home for humans.    

Before he left, Baldy and Wu Tie handed him two cards. Zhang Yang did not refuse. After all, he was a human, not a god, and also needed food and shelter.    

After a simple understanding of the program and paying a deposit of 100 star dollars, Zhang Yang took the card and walked into the small white house marked 13.    

He pressed the button, and the small white room suddenly expanded into an entrance interface.    

The number of games and virtual lives reflected in his eyes were innumerable, and they were known as Human Digital's second world. After which, he made a simple registration. After pressing confirm, he started to virtualize his physical data.    

The scene started to distort. When he opened his eyes again, an infinitely expanding square appeared in front of him.    

The square floor was made up of virtual data, and in the center was a data tower that was slowly rotating. White light dots flashed, appearing to be filled with a magical color.    

At the edge of the square, there were countless tunnels, and people were slowly walking around, talking and laughing. The square was divided into several areas, and one could see all sorts of armored warriors showing off their fighting skills.    

"Digital technology is really different. Heh, technology has improved, but how many people can actually see the truth?"    

Zhang Yang didn't know whether to be happy or sad. The clearer the truth was, the more helpless he became. He had a deep impression of this.    

He raised his head to look at the sky. There was a sun formed from data. Presumably, there would be a moon, a starry sky, and even the vast universe …    

Shaking his head, Zhang Yang came back to his senses and then... Everything was back to normal.    

Only then did he understand the rules of digital space in detail.    

In simple terms, this place was still set up to cultivate the human body's comprehensive qualities. Especially after a hundred years of war, the appearance of the armor had already set off a crazy surge of fighting force. Fighting techniques had already become an indispensable part of people's lives.    

Battle points accumulated. The strong had teams that could watch and prepare for battle.    

Every teleportation channel had five choices, which were the War Armor battles, the team battles, and the chaotic battles.    

And the most central area of this plaza was turned into a Free Area, mapping the dark side of reality. The biggest rule in Free Area was that there were no rules at all.    

Zhang Yang did not choose to fight in the competition channel. Instead, he walked into Central Square s and started scrutinizing them from top to bottom.    

The reason why he chose this area was because Free Area could be considered as the most chaotic digital program. Zhang Yang longed to see some familiar clues from here.    

He did not pay any attention to the three people from Free Area or the group of five people in front of him. As for those gorgeous looking digital simulacrum armors, he only glanced at them briefly before paying them no further attention.    

The so-called armor was too boring for Zhang Yang. He woke up once every two thousand years and had experienced too many things. He had played around with the rest of the armor, so there was nothing extraordinary about it.    

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes and looked up as he slowly walked to the foot of the Data Tower.