"It's all the 'predecessor''s fault, but it's unreasonable for me, an innocent little pitiful person, to take the blame."

In three days, it’s the college’s mid-year competition.

Once you fail the competition again, you will be expelled from the college.

Without the protection of the school, what will happen...

Tsk tsk.

I shudder just thinking about it.

The way to return to Earth has not yet been found.

I must not just be a lonely ghost in a different world without knowing why.

Lin Beichen thought about it, and now there is only one way -

Strive to get a passing grade in the college competition three days later, extend the time he can stay in the college, and have the protection of the school. During the period before graduation, he can study the broken mobile phone and find a way to return to the earth.

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Speaking of mobile phones...

Lin Beichen subconsciously took out his phone and looked at it, his face turned dark.

There is still 18% of electricity left.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Lin Beichen is going crazy.

How to fix this?

There is no power off button, so you can’t even turn it off to save power!

"We have to find a way back before the battery runs out... Oh, this bullshit app store still doesn't exist... Huh?"

An extremely unexpected and stunned expression suddenly appeared on Lin Beichen's face.

When he clicked on the ‘App Store’ on the phone screen this time.

Found new changes.

In the originally empty ‘App Store’, there was an icon for an application.

In stock?

Lin Beichen was overjoyed.

Take a closer look.

His expression became strange.

The name of this application is actually called...

Uh, basic swordsmanship three rounds at close quarters?

This is... the secret sword technique taught by old teacher Ding Sanshi in class?

However, how can it become a mobile app and appear in the [App Store]?

Lin Beichen was both happy and surprised.

Fortunately, after three days, this crappy phone has finally seen new changes.

This is a good sign.

It shows that its function can indeed have some connection with the world.

Surprisingly, the method of controlling this function has not yet been fully discovered and mastered by Lin Beichen.

"Oh, it would be great if this phone had a 'playing skills' instruction program like Huawei does... Should I download this [Basic Swordsmanship Three Combinations] app or not?"

Lin Beichen was a little confused.

After thinking about it again and again, he decided to download it and take a look, maybe he would find something new.

Finger clicks on the app icon.

A prompt box appears on the phone screen——

"The traffic required to download this program is 250mb. The maximum traffic you currently have is 254bm. Are you sure you want to download this program?"

Does this broken phone still have data?

Lin Beichen chooses:

'yes'.

The next moment, Lin Beichen felt a dizzy feeling coming from him.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that a strange energy flow was awakened in his body and suddenly began to surge.

It's mysterious energy.

The warriors in this world rely on cultivating profound energy to become powerful.

The 'predecessor' was a first-level warrior, and he had already developed profound energy in his body.

However, after Lin Beichen's soul came through, he had no intention of practicing at all, so he had no sense of the weak profound energy in his body, and he had allowed it to rise and die for three days.

But at this moment, Lin Beichen clearly felt that the weak profound energy belonging to a first-level warrior in his body traveled along the meridians for a week, then flowed down his arm and towards the mobile phone.

The download progress bar of the app appears on the phone screen.

"I understand. It turns out that the so-called traffic on the mobile phone is actually the profound energy value in the warrior's body?"

Lin Beichen suddenly realized something like a blessing.

Lucky you.

The predecessor's first-level samurai mysterious energy is just enough to download this app.

The dizziness is getting worse and worse.

The feeling of being forcibly extracted is like vomiting after drinking too much low-quality fake wine.

About five minutes later, when the weak profound energy in Lin Beichen's body was almost drained out, finally——

'Ding'!

A clear beep sounded.

On the screen of the mobile phone, the [Basic Swordsmanship Close Three Combinations] app has finally been downloaded.

Enter the installation process.

Lin Beichen was panting heavily, as if someone had given him a weak buff.

The installation took a long time to complete.

Without hesitation he clicked on the icon to start.

With the opening of an ink animation of a hero dancing a sword, the [Basic Swordsmanship Close Three Combinations] app was officially launched. The screen was extremely simple, showing a phantom figure holding a long sword and beginning to dance the sword.

What surprised him was that this phantom was exactly himself.

The body shape, facial features, and temperament are all exactly the same.

It was as if this video had just been shot by him himself.

And the move he performed was exactly [Basic Swordsmanship Close Three Combinations].

Over and over again, cycle over and over again, and continue to perform.

Lin Beichen stared at the phone screen for half an hour, lost in thought.

What does it mean?

What exactly does this app do?

He tried continuously, but failed to find that this app has other functions such as 'settings', 'permissions', 'archive', etc., and it seemed that it could not be stopped or exited at all.

What the hell is this?

Lin Beichen was confused and stared at his phone in a daze.

"Master? Are you sick again? Master, are you okay, master?"

Butler Wang came over with a flattering smile, looking like "I care about you very much".

From his perspective, he couldn't see the existence of a mobile phone, so Lin Beichen's series of actions were definitely the symptoms of a "brain disease" attack. His eyes were straight, his hands were curled, and he was talking to himself in the air, like

He acts like a fool, a typical symptom of a brain attack.

"Go away."

Lin Beichen then slapped him away.

Butler Wang hurriedly got out of the way.

Click.

A small tree nearby, as thick as a child's wrist, broke in response.
To be continued...