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Wasn't that an illusion? Then what is this? Special ability? Perspective?

Yang Shishi rubbed her eyes that had just been spicy, feeling incredulous. Was this world's fantasy? Or am I in a fantasy?

Yang Shishi stretched out her hand, pinched her baby fat face with her index finger and thumb, and twisted it.

She immediately grit her teeth in pain as her long and narrow eyes lit up with the light of water.

Really?! Yang Shishi excitedly paced back and forth in the empty room.

It was like he had obtained a new toy. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the starry sky above his head, until ?

A minute passed

Two minutes passed

Three minutes passed

"Hiss ?" His head hurt ? "His eyes are hurting too" Yang Shishi's eyebrows were tightly knitted, her thumbs were pressed against her temples, and she felt like her head was about to explode. His face, which was like a red apple a moment ago, instantly turned pale. Beads of sweat dripped down his cheeks.

This inexplicable pain lasted for a whole hour. Yang Shishi lay on the ground in exhaustion, trembling her pale lips as she weakly spat out two words, "Damn."

Yang Shishi, whose head was empty, thought about her superpower. Three minutes is her limit, this place is no more than 2.5 metres away from the ceiling, I'll go ? Wasn't this way too f * cking useless?

After recovering some of her spirit, the crazed Yang Shishi got up again to fight.

Thankfully, Yang Shishi discovered that after many experiments, the perspective function seemed to have gotten some exercise, and gradually increased. From the original 3 minutes, one would have a splitting headache, to the later 5 minutes or so, the perspective function could still be completed.

Looking at the messy bottles on the floor, Yang Shishi felt a headache coming on as she sighed and started to pack up.

With one hand holding his school bag and the other holding the empty bottle of marijuana, he quickly walked towards the grocery store at the intersection.

"Peng" Yang Shishi covered her forehead, looking at this guy who came in the opposite direction. She had an absolutely beautiful face, light blue dress shirt, and a wrist that was loosely folded. It was a bit simple and beautiful, yet also a bit indescribably sexy, like a prince who just threw away his evening gown after a luxurious dinner.

Yang Shishi picked up the schoolbag on the floor and carried it on her back. She bent down to pick up the bottles one by one and put them back into the bulging hemp bag. With her head slightly lowered, she said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Yang Shishi tightly clenched her fist as her red lips slightly opened, "Han Ye, long time no see."

Han Ye looked at Yang Shishi's back as she left without even turning around. A hint of disgust flashed across his dark eyes before he labeled the ignorant Yang Shishi as shameless.

Yang Shishi lazily laid on the table, listlessly listening to Yu Lei's unceasing buzzing in her ears. Ye Zichen continued to talk about his game ? Yang Shishi gave a big yawn, her phoenix eyes were shining, and her baby fat face was filled with confusion and ignorance.

Yu Lei looked at Yang Shishi, who had a dazed expression, and felt his heart beat even faster. They were so close, he could see her long, curled eyelashes, the sparkling droplets of water on her eyelashes, and her slightly pouted rosy cherry lips. Yu Lei gulped and suddenly felt his mouth go dry.

"Yang Shishi lifted her hands and stretched." Ah?! "Uhh, Yu Lei, you chat first, I have something on, so I won't be coming this afternoon ?" Yang Shishi squinted her eyes and patted Yu Lei's shoulder. Taking his school bag, he yawned and left the classroom one by one.

"Perspective..." Yang Shishi walked aimlessly on the road.

Looking at the pitiful red notes in his hands, he sighed helplessly. "He's really poor."

"However, if you look around, you can go take a look at that place." Yang Shishi's eyes lit up as she reached out her hand to stop a green taxi, "Master, let's go to the plaza."

Yang Shishi got off the car at the fountain at the plaza and walked in a definite direction.

Yang Shishi stopped in front of the famous "Tao Yuan" hotel in G County.

Pushing the door open, Yang Shishi walked straight towards the front desk, "Hello, may I ask if there's anything I can help you with?" The receptionist was wearing a professional suit with a smile on her face. She did not look down on Yang Shishi because of her cheap clothes and her young age.

"Take me to the Ju Lan Workshop." Yang Shishi stretched out her index finger and tapped it on the table in a rhythmic manner.

The front desk girl's expression changed and she became even more respectful. Young lady, please follow me. "

Yang Shishi carried her schoolbag and followed the beautiful and graceful receptionist. She sat in a private elevator and headed straight to the top floor.

Not long later, a golden gate appeared in front of her eyes, and the corner of Yang Shishi's mouth twitched, this was a real f * cking tycoon! He pushed the door open and entered. He passed through the beautiful ladies at the side. The beautiful flowers clustered around the entrance as the interior of the palace suddenly became clear.

It was an extremely wide hall. He could only see tables full of people, people, and people ?

The background of the hall was gold. People were gathered in groups of three to five as if they were conducting some kind of collective activity. What was more striking were the dancers who were dancing on the stage from time to time. Every few dozen meters, there was a stage where beautiful girls in revealing clothes were flirting and swaying to their heart's content.

Walking up to a table, Yang Shishi saw an oily looking person with a messy pile of chips in front of him. The oil on his face was obvious, and could even reflect light. Oil in his hair, too. His eyes were red, as if he had a fever. Yang Shishi's expression carried some distress, but most of them were filled with fanaticism. She felt that he had probably lost money. It looked terrifying on the outside, but he definitely wouldn't be able to detect it in the slightest.

This man stared closely at the signboard. Yang Shishi saw his eyes shining as grease and sweat accumulated in his pores. The countdown on the side became smaller and smaller, indicating that the time until the next opening was getting shorter and shorter. Just as it was about to end, this man clenched his teeth and closed his eyes. He let out a stuffy groan and pushed all the chips out of his mouth. Now all his possessions were in a little square of 1: 8. This man could be betting all his money on the next card game. If he lost, he would have nothing; if he won, he would win seven times the value of his life. However, Yang Shishi felt that the chance of success given by the casino definitely was not more than 10%. After the man had finished his sentence, all the strength in his body seemed to disappear as he fell back on a chair and painfully closed his eyes.

As soon as the countdown ended, the beauty dealer began to hand out the cards. Her long arms were wrapped in gloves, and her tight clothes outlined her graceful figure. She smiled at the gamblers, then lifted the cards with her delicate arms. The crowd sighed, some were excited, some were upset. The man opened his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on his face.

Just now, Suo Ha's chips were back, and he even brought back seven times the profit. But the man seemed to have run out of strength and was unable to move.

Yang Shishi turned the chips she had just exchanged with her entire fortune, and shuttled back and forth within the bustling casino.