Chapter 230 This time the identity is the group-killing engine

[You used a random dungeon volume, this time it is a dungeon world: World of Ten Thousand Shadows No. 5217]

[We are randomizing your identity, this time the proportion is: protagonist (99.99%), supporting role (0.01%), supporting role (0%)]

【You have obtained the protagonist status】

[Main mission release]

[Prevent the great impact of heaven and earth, reward: lord skills·life enhancement]

[Life enhancement: Increase the maximum health of all units under your command and the hero (level × 1%) points]

[This time, evaluation will be provided based on your performance of the task in a manner consistent with your identity, and the evaluation will affect the final reward]

[You have gained temporary skills: Archaeologist and Occultist]

[Archaeologist and occultist: Group destruction is a common thing for you. Generally speaking, either everything around you is unlucky, or you are also unlucky, so people give you the nickname "Group Killing Engine"

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Qin Muye looked at this temporary skill and identity. It looked normal, but why was the group destroyed?

I already have some memories of my identity in my mind. This is a modern world. His name is Li Yan. He is currently a history professor at Qingxia College. He lives a three-point and one-line life every day, either going to class or reading in the office.

, or just go to the cafeteria to eat and then go to the faculty dormitory to read.

The entertainment aspect is relatively monotonous, and I entertain myself every day, but the social aspect is relatively poor, I basically have no friends, and I am quite withdrawn. In addition, I was born an orphan, so it is very easy for me to live alone.

He no longer has a girlfriend or wife, he looks like a solitary nerd.

The class is also relatively boring, but the knowledge points taught are relatively solid, and the students' grades are also quite satisfactory.

"I understand all the principles, but you didn't give me the corresponding historical knowledge?" Qin Muye was a little helpless. The memories given in "Age of Lords" were only brief introductions, not too detailed.

"The first is identity. On the surface, I am a history professor, and secondly, I am an archaeologist and occultist. So with these three identities, how can I prevent the great impact of heaven and earth?"

"Are you saying that my ancestors were Titans and were able to transform? Or are you saying that I am actually a foreign lord with millions of elite soldiers under my command?"

"It's okay to fool the aborigines, but it's too bad to fool the "Age of Lords"."

Qin Muye knew that he was being judged by "Age of Lords" and not the aborigines in this copy, so it was okay to lie to himself and the aborigines. He could accept it, but if he expected to be able to deceive "Age of Lords", he would still wait.

Get an F rating.

"Without an energy environment, it wouldn't be a world without demons. This would be a bit embarrassing." Qin Muye glanced at the name of the dungeon world, which was called World of Ten Thousand Shadows. The meaning may have something to do with shadows, but he didn't know what it was specifically.

It's clear.

In addition, there is also a huge impact from the sky and the earth. In a literal sense, it may be a meteorite that smeared the face. I hope this meteorite can be normal and not be like the one he encountered before, which directly smashed the entire world.

"If you want to get a high evaluation, you can only investigate the situation of the world first, and check the hidden settings of my identity by the way. Maybe it can be completed smoothly." Qin Muye did not wave away immediately, but first

Get up and investigate the situation first.

Then he picked up the history textbook, glanced at it casually, and left with the textbook under his arm.

He doesn't have to worry about not being able to access the extraordinary power that may exist in this world. After all, with his temporary skills, group destruction is commonplace, so what is impossible?

This world should have extraordinary power, but the method may be a little more special.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to arrange him in. If he really didn't have any extraordinary power, then this kind of world should be a plot world. Otherwise, his strength would be lawless.

Therefore, there should be some kind of terrifying existence hidden in this world, but he just doesn't know it. Maybe it is related to his identity.

"Oh, it's so hard to keep your identity."

Now there was another class, and he had to attend it as soon as possible. At least he had to pretend first, otherwise what if he really went out unscrupulously and was targeted by the villain behind the scenes.

This protagonist's identity does not give the protagonist a halo, but gives him a mocking face.

After looking at the classroom, I walked in and saw that the students had already arrived.

Qin Muye didn't even mention his name, so he said directly: "Classmates, let's turn the page now."

Let's get this lesson out of the way first. He has already learned the knowledge points in this history textbook, and with his academic, enlightenment and other abilities, teaching students is relatively simple.

Even if he reads from a script, he can still put the content into their minds.

While he was teaching, there was suddenly a noise outside the classroom, and a group of gangsters with steel pipe machetes in their hands walked in with a rather arrogant attitude.

Qin Muye was confused when he saw this scene. He remembered that although Qingxia College was not a first-class college, it was still a school. How could these people be allowed in so easily?

All of them have colorful hair dyed on their heads, and they are also very unconventional, with nose rings, earrings and tattoos.

Qin Muye does not discriminate against those dressed up, nor does he say that he judges people by their appearance, but when these people enter the academy with machetes and steel pipes in their hands, this is no longer a question of discrimination or not, but they are obviously looking for trouble.

"Hello, you must not be students of Qingxia, right? We don't have audit classes here at the moment. Please go out and don't disturb my class." Qin Muye said very politely, after all, what if the other party went to the wrong classroom.

Hearing this, the group of gangsters opposite couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The leader, a gangster with a long nose ring on his nose and a hairstyle like a green comb, casually touched his jacket full of iron nails, and said with disdain in his tone: "Boy, I'm not here to listen to your nonsense.

I'm here to find someone, who is Wang Ge? Someone wants to buy your leg."

"I have to remind you that hitting someone is against the law, and your behavior is extremely serious and will definitely require a heavy sentence." Qin Muye kindly reminded you that this is a modern society governed by the rule of law, not Qin Dynasty.

Before Makino, those other servers were respected by the strong.

Where did this bastard come from, entering the school to beat the students? Are the security guards at the door just for a living, or are they deliberately bribed to let them in?

In response to Qin Muye's reminder, these gangsters sneered, and then the leader held up a steel pipe to show off his power: "Little brat, go to your class. If you dare to control me, I'm worried that I will destroy you."

Then the other party ignored Qin Muye and glanced at the people in the classroom, seeming to recognize them.

Qin Muye sighed: "I have always told myself that I am a history professor."

"What?" The gangster didn't seem to hear.

Before the other party could react, he felt a pain in his hand. He saw that the hand holding the steel pipe was soft and even the steel pipe was gone. Then there was severe pain, like a howling like a slaughtered pig.

Complete the entire teaching building.

But it didn't ring for two seconds before it was cut off.

Qin Muye pinched the other person's neck with one hand and lifted it up. He held the steel pipe in his other hand and easily kneaded it into a ball with one hand and stuffed it into the other person's mouth.

"I'm a history professor and I usually like to exercise, so it makes sense to be stronger, right?" Qin Muye said with a threatening tone.

Go ahead? It depends on the situation. The other party is provoking and coming to the door. If you still hold back, wouldn’t you be a bastard?

It's not like he can't beat him. As for the old one coming after the younger one? Don't they have Qin Muye as the backstage guy? He also has the old one behind him, and there are even older ones. He's really not afraid of the backstage one.

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

"It's reasonable." The gangster who was pinched by Qin Muye finally spat out the steel pipe that was balled up in his mouth, and said in a very difficult tone.

"As long as it's reasonable. The remaining ones are all crouching in the corner with their heads in their hands. If anyone dares to move, I will replenish iron for him personally. It's a waste of five minutes of my time." Qin Muye threw the gangster in his hand to the corner, and everyone

Seeing this, the gangster squatted in the corner very obediently.

Seeing this, Qin Muye ignored it and returned to the podium: "Okay, students, let's continue talking. We just talked about it."

The students who attended the lecture couldn't help but swallowed. No one expected that the gentle and nerdy professor could be so fierce.

For this reason, some students kept thinking in their minds whether they had ever offended this history professor. The force of rolling the steel pipe into a ball with one hand could probably lift the skulls of themselves and others.
Chapter completed!