Su Wanwan was a little troubled.
To be honest, she used to think she was pretty too, and often got asked for Feixin by guys on the street.
But now she realized that being asked for Feixin was just the basics.
Once you reached a certain level of beauty, endless trouble followed—it might not be a good thing, and this was just the beginning.
People tried to strike up conversations, send flowers, ask her out, and there were even anonymous texts asking if she wanted to move up in the world.
Even Su Wanwan, who was supposed to be anonymous, was convinced by this anonymity.
Su Wanwan was a teacher in Class Three of No. 1 High School.
Who else could let her move up?
Su Wanwan replied concisely:
Principal, you wouldn’t want your wife to know either…
There was no further reply.
He behaved after that.
Aside from that, there were also some not-so-legitimate stares.
Following the principle of ‘if you love her, you go to jail for her; ten years isn’t a loss, five years is a blood profit’, just as she and Lin Mo were walking home after school, a man with a stocking on his head charged over with his hand in an eagle claw pose, scaring Su Wanwan’s face pale.
That was clearly a grab…
The man shouted,
Smell it for longevity! Grab a handful and become immortal on the spot! Getting detained is a blood profit, being sent to prison isn’t a loss! If I get out, I’ll grab you again!
Lin Mo’s gaze changed.
She didn’t see how Lin Mo moved.
Anyway, by the time she came back to her senses, the immortal without a loss had flown back more than a dozen meters.
Do you want me to chop his hand off?
It was the first time Lin Mo spoke to her proactively.
Su Wanwan was a little flattered, but Lin Mo’s words were a bit too terrifying for her.
No… Student Lin Mo, the teacher is fine…
All right.
Once the teacher’s cultivation recovers, you can chop it off yourself.
Su Wanwan’s head felt a little dizzy.
Was Lin Mo’s real Master always this fierce?
She suddenly felt a bit lacking in confidence.
She probably looked nothing like the Master in Lin Mo’s eyes right now.
Except for the face, there probably wasn’t a single resemblance.
She didn’t believe Lin Mo couldn’t tell.
She suddenly felt a little stuffy inside.
Su Wanwan also began to understand why every time she chose Virtue of Teacher, she survived a bit longer.
Turns out she became a Replacement.
Although she and Lin Mo had no special feelings, being treated as a Replacement was still unappealing.
Maybe next time she should choose Magic Girl instead… tch.
Student Lin Mo is really strong.
Not like me…
I mean, not like a teacher.
Wait until you regain your memory.
Memory? There was no such thing.
Su Wanwan had already lost hope for this Simulated Route.