Having obtained the information he wanted, Link stood up and stretched.

He subconsciously wanted to light a cigarette, but when Link fumbled to take out the cigarette box from his arms, he found that the last cigarette of his spiritual food had been smoked by him unknowingly when he was browsing Rafar's information just now.

Fortunately, there is always a way out.

Link glanced at the fat guy next to him who was concentrating on playing an unknown video game.

Ignoring the fat otaku's astonished look, he picked up the cigarette on the table without saying a word, and then calmly took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth in the fat otaku's astonished look.

"Is there a fire?" Link asked.

"Oh...yes." The fat guy subconsciously handed over the lighter.

Link nodded, took the lighter, lit the cigarette, and took a deep puff.

After taking a deep breath and feeling the spiciness of the tar flowing through his lungs, he asked, "From National Dong Hwa University?"

"No, I'm from the Finance Department." The fat guy answered honestly.

"Oh, Finance Department, that means you are not a professional." Link smiled and was not very surprised.

Although this world respects the awakened, not everyone can become a professional.

According to the rules of this world, only the top 100 institutions of higher learning in the entire Blue Star are qualified to awaken legal professionals, and there are only two universities in the entire Donghua City that are qualified to train professionals, one is Donghua University where Link studies, and the other is Nankai University where Chu Ya studies.

The rest of the schools, every one of them, are all schools for ordinary people of the rank of 괗流 or below.

"Are you from Donghua University?" The fat guy looked weak and said, "I heard that Donghua University is full of professionals. Are you a professional too?"

"Of course." Link smiled and put the remaining cigarettes in the lighter into his pocket as a matter of course. He shamelessly added: "Change to a different brand of cigarettes next time. They are too hard to smoke."

After saying that, he patted the fat guy's shoulder and walked out of the Internet cafe in a swagger.

Just before walking out of the Internet cafe, Link accidentally bumped into a man in a peaked cap standing at the door.

In the latter's threatening gaze.

Link looked directly at the face of the man in the duckbill cap hidden under the brim of his hat, a meaningful smile appeared on his face, and then he turned and left.

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That afternoon.

Instead of returning to school, Link found a B&B and checked in. There he met Avatar No. 1, who smelled slightly bloody.

"Solved?" Link asked.

Clone No. 1 nodded and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Don't kill people for no reason." Link frowned and taught the other party helplessly: "This is the real world. If something goes wrong, you can't do it again like in a simulation. My order to you is to protect that fat guy, not to kill people. Do you understand what protection means?"

"Forget it. Talking to you is like talking to a wall."

I glanced at Clone No. 1's expression that said 'I'm just protecting that person'.

Link decisively gave up the attempt to persuade clone No. 1.

I'm tired, that's all.

He is nothing more than an illegal professional, a guy who is not recognized by the federal government and is even wanted by the federal government. Even if he really killed someone, his crime is no more serious than killing a stray cat or dog.

Although he was somewhat curious as to why the illegal professional would target the fat guy next to him, Link's greatest strength was that he never asked questions. The reason why he helped the fat guy, in addition to taking a pack of cigarettes from him and thinking that he was a nice person, was that the cigarettes that the fat guy smoked were not ordinary, but special products provided by the Tobacco Group to the regiment!

A fat otaku who is not even a professional and is addicted to online games actually smokes the special cigarettes of the Warband...

The other party's identity is not simple. If you can make some good friends with him, it may be useful in the future.

Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't use it, you can fight as you please, and Link won't suffer any loss.

"You should have learned a lot about Rafael through sharing my memories of browsing the Internet." Link decisively turned to the point: "Although he was once a powerful Sky-class professional, he is now just a paper tiger with a strong appearance but a weak heart. His strength is definitely not as unmatched as he showed in the simulation. If I am right, if it is just a clone of Rafael, he will have the strength of a Gold-class professional even if he is beaten to death."

"So, your most important task in this simulation is to upgrade your level to level 30 and become a gold-level professional, so that you can fight against Rafar. Before successfully completing the job change, you are strictly prohibited from doing those illegal and criminal things! Don't think about making quick money, everything is based on stability. Even if it takes hard work, you have to grind to the gold level for me, do you understand?"

His eyes swept over the two clones in front of him.

Especially on clone No. 1.

Only when the two clones nodded did Link breathe a sigh of relief.

"Let's get started, our first simulation together..."