Black Tech Internet Cafe System

Everyone in the shop and even the air fell silent.

Is he going to do it now… Gu Song sensed the atmosphere around him in alert and didn’t dare to move a muscle.

Indeed… Is this Senior Fang’s true form…?

“Oh, that…” Mr. Fang stopped playing the King of Fighters and said after a moment of consideration, “In fact, in the past…

“Forget it. I might have them in the future.”

Everyone in the audience froze for a second. “Huh…?”

“That’s it?!”

Gu Song’s whole face twisted while frustration hit him hard. He thought, What kind of an answer is this…

“Do you mean… You don’t have any?!”

Finished… I’m finished… I’m hitting a raw nerve! Gu Song’s heart beat faster and faster, feeling as if it would explode at any minute.

But in the next moment…

No… He looked toward Fang Qi abruptly and thought, Why isn’t he make a move…?

Isn’t he supposed to use…

Divine Light?!

36 Tiangang Sword Array?!

Release?!

Come on! Use one!

Gu Song seemed to be waiting for death.

But still, nothing happened.

“What are you doing?” Fang Qi looked at him curiously.

“Wu-!” Mr. Fang looked back and saw the cultivator from the Continent of the Immortal Village turn pale while blood trickled from the corners of his mouth.

“Ma… Master!” The two disciples hurried over and supported Gu Song with shaky hands so that the latter didn’t fall onto the ground.

“F*ck?!” Mr. Fang stood up from his seat immediately.

“My goodness!” Jiang Xiaoyue exclaimed.

“Someone spewed blood!” Everyone in the internet café scrambled to help.

Mr. Fang yelled immediately, “Elder Wuya! Bring some healing pills! Hurry!”

The two disciples watched the scene dumbfoundedly. “…”

Shakily, the green-robed young man said in a low voice, “Did we…”

“Did we visit the wrong person…?”

“What are you waiting for?” Mr. Fang glared at them.

“Oh…” The white-robed disciple hurried over to help, and Gu Song began to recover.

…

“…” Gu Song’s face fell.

“Can such a recording stun others and establish dominance?”

“We need… the legend from the Continent of Immortal Relics!”

“Is it because he’s in his homeland, so he… is merciful …to us?”

Gu Song continued to think.

“Senior, can we go to the West Continent?” Gu Song suggested.

“The West Continent…?” Mr. Fang thought about it.

“Hey…” Li Wuya said to Gu Song in a low voice, “Don’t inconvenience the shop owner too much…”

“Sir!” At this moment, Jiang Xiaoyue pulled Mr. Fang’s sleeve. “Take me to the West Continent; I want to play with Sister Sala and others!”

“Don’t you have school?” Mr. Fang said solemnly.

“Hehehe…” At this moment, Gu Tingyu leaned over and said, “Our academy is in the summer break!”

“Pu-!” How come you cultivators have summer break as well?!

With a dark expression, Mr. Fang said to Jiang Xiaoyue, “You can’t play for too long, okay?”

…

– In the Canglan City Shop at the West Continent –

Aren’t they supposed to stand up and greet him with warmth? Gu Song looked around at the customers who showed no response when Mr. Fang walked into the shop. Then, he gave a signal to his two disciples with his eyes. We’ll do some secret investigation and get to the bottom of it!

Gu Song and Mr. Fang walked on the streets in Canglan City.

Meanwhile, the green-robed disciple named Cang Feng returned to the shop.

At this moment, he saw some elves sitting together and enjoying their afternoon tea.

Cang Feng walked over brazenly.

“You are asking me what Mr. Fang’s best at? The greatest at?” Rowling looked baffled.

“Yeah…” Cang Feng said in a hurry, “Isn’t Senior Fang a super master?”

“He’s best at playing games!”

“Dark Souls!”

“Instructor Fang taught us a lot of gaming knowledge! And many battle pithy formulas for fighting all kinds of nameless monsters!” Rowling said.

“Battle…pithy formulas?” Glints flashed in Cang Feng’s eyes. “It’s because of Senior Fang’s guidance with your training in the mystical realms that you could defeat the Shadow Legion, right?”

“Right!”

“Can you tell me about it?”

Immediately, Rowling recited with great familiarity, “Hairy bosses are afraid of fire, and big bosses are afraid of doors…”

“Can I watch you guys train in the mystical realm?” Cang Feng asked.

“Okay!”

Rowling was ‘hacked and tortured’ by Farron’s Undead Legion…

Elder Sewell was ‘hacked and tortured’ by the pontiff…

Kellybel was knocked down on the ground and beaten witless by Aldrich…

They were being tortured mercilessly.

…

Cang Feng watched the elves dumbfoundedly. “…”

…

– Meanwhile, in a restaurant in Canglan City –

“Xiaoyue! Xiaoyue! Try this!”

“And try this too!” Sala forked a snack into Jiang Xiaoyue’s bowl.

“This is delicious too!”

Mr. Fang sat at another desk while resting his chin on his palm.

Gu Song stared at the person before him and then glanced at the warm and cheerful scene beside them. “…”

Could it be that… I was mistaken?

“But…” Gu Song asked cautiously, “Is it true that you defeated the Shadow Legion and destroyed the Nangong Family with a sword?”

“Oh, that…

“Of course, it’s true.”

“…” Gu Song looked Mr. Fang up and down in disbelief.

…

The one-day visit finally ended.

“Did you get any good visuals?” Gu Song asked.

The two disciples were at a loss for words.

They activated the bronze-mirror-like spiritual artifact.

They saw some elves chattered cheerfully, “He’s great at playing games!”

“Battle pithy formula…”

“Hairy bosses are afraid of fire, and big bosses are afraid of doors…”

“…”

“What should we do…” Cang Feng looked at his master in unease.

At this moment, Gu Song’s communication jade lit up.

The faction chief’s voice came from it, “How is your visit with Holiness Fang? We’ll soon discuss the location of the ‘Origins’ branch palace. It all depends on you how we’ll begin this legend.”

“This is one of the rarest and most significant issues in our Heavenly Faction in the last couple hundreds of years!”

“…” Gu Song shivered instantly and replied, “Luckily, we finished our mission!”

Looking crazy as if he had been forced into a corner, he whispered to his two disciples, “Visual Transformation!”

Visual Transformation was an advanced spiritual spell which could change the shapes and visuals recorded in the Condensed Visual Spiritual Spell. Hearing this, the two disciples looked alarmed. “Then, we have to…”

“Just do it!”

“Yes… Yes…”

…

-On the next day-

Sitting on a couch, Mr. Fang murmured to himself while eating instant noodles, “The Heavenly Faction said that they will show a simple introduction about me. It seems to begin today…?”

Then, he took the mirror-like spiritual artifact and fiddled with it. “Does it work this way?”

Swoosh!

Visual appeared in the center of the bronze mirror!

A group of elves walked up to watch it.

[The Supreme Master in the Continent of Immortal Relics and his ‘Origins’ Immortal Palace!]

The eye-catching title seemed to shoot out of the projection!

Gradually, new visuals appeared on the mirror.

In the visual, Mr. Fang and his three visitors pushed open the door and entered the shop in deafening cheers.

“He casually waved at the visitors from all around the world, and the others only dared to sit down when he motioned them to sit down.”

“He is now sitting before me and enjoying the immortal meal which was made with top-grade immortal rice and meat of rare beast and prepared with countless processes – instant noodles and sausage!” Sitting across from the three visiting cultivators, Mr. Fang opened the lid of his bowl of instant noodles, and a dazzling golden immortal light shot into the sky!

“With one glance, he made me feel the chill from Hell!” In the visual, Mr. Fang who was eating instant noodles on the couch before Gu Song almost looked like a demonic god with horns on his head. His chilly eyes emitted death presence.