The wraith 'read' the contents of the contract, and the white system ID indicator immediately turned red.

"You lied to me, you deserve to die, die, die!!"

Is this...a wrong guess?

Before Li Yan had time to react, the furious resentful spirit turned into a dark, strange shadow. Its long claws penetrated his body and scratched his "brain", making him confused for a moment, followed by a burst of drama.

pain.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on a bed filled with reality.

I sat up from the bed with a splitting headache, as if I had just recovered from a serious illness. My whole body was limp and weak. I barely drank some water and couldn't hold on anymore. I fell back on the bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already late at night.

Li Yan was stunned for a while before he could retrieve his memory. The last 'tickling' from the resentful spirit was still fresh in his memory. He felt something was wrong and quickly sat down in front of the computer to look up information.

At this time, the first and second batch of players who logged in had already gone offline, and the third and last batch of players were still online today. The Internet and forums were noisy, and there was an overwhelming amount of information about the fourth test.

Li Yan didn't have the energy to pay attention to any of this. He eagerly searched for the information he wanted, but the content he found left him speechless for a long time.

Hidden race is a hot topic. There is a lot of relevant information, but very little is really useful. Most of it is the repeated creations and obscenities of people who want to eat melons. There is no truly useful content like this, and even more

No player from another demonic race came forward to speak out.

Even among other hidden races, there is no one like him. He is born in a normal novice village, mainstream game progress, and all game functions can be used normally. There is no one like him who can't even open the world channel.

What's going on?

It’s impossible for Canaan Company to design a race and profession specifically for itself, right?

I can’t figure it out…

Li Yan recalled what happened when he logged in to the character selection hall.

A new carousel appeared at that time, and the first character on the carousel, and the only character that could be seen clearly, was a little devil.

There seemed to be other options, so I chose them in a daze. Looking back now, I can't remember the specific details.

"Li Yan, Li Yan??"

"Ah, here it comes!"

Someone came to visit, and the person who came in was a little fat man. As soon as they met, he complained to him, "What's wrong with you? My M didn't reply to me many times!"

"Ah, I..."

"If I hadn't found you online, I would have thought you weren't logged in? Were you born in that novice village? What level are you at?"

"I……"

"Dude, it's level 3, haha..."

Li Yan couldn't get a word in. This little fat guy was as excited as the players upstairs and downstairs. After logging off, he took a nap and woke up in a state of hysterical excitement. Now he told him that he had transferred to a strange game.

He probably couldn't listen to the hidden race, and was completely immersed in his own excited memories and reveries.

"Xiao Li flies the knife, right? Isn't it..."

"Wrong, Xiao Li's Flying Knife is occupied by someone else. I'll add...oh, I just named it Salams Te Abraham."

Li Yan was shocked when he said his real name in the game in real life, and a strange emotion and feeling arose for no reason.

No time to recollect...

"Sa, Sa what?"

"Salams te Abraham"

"What kind of weird name is this?"

"...It happened casually at that time."

"Forget it, forget it, Salams Te Abraham, right? Then who was I talking about at that time? There are many people named Xiao Li Feidao... No matter, they are having a dinner below, you go

I won’t go, but I can’t drink, and I have to queue up to go online tomorrow.”

"I won't go, I'm too tired!"
Chapter completed!