Chapter 3, Detection

William weakly waved his hand and said, "I think I need to go home and calm down first, see you tomorrow! Lucky Amo."

Is this also a mental demon

Well, if you also consider reasonable tactics to be despicable

The girl's cool attire is clearly due to her profession, and it is not his place to be concerned about it

Tao Ran certainly had no intention of meddling in others' affairs; he knew that this young girl was likely what the world referred to as a call girl. Just a moment ago in the car, he had heard her directly trying to entice a government official living in the neighboring block, even offering a price of 500 gold shields for one night.

One can confidently ask oneself that one is certainly not a lecher, nor would one degrade oneself to develop feelings for a call girl; what difference does this have from a beast?

In my memory, this fighting competition also has a process for the losers to be revived, right? You can still fight your way out from the losers' bracket

The middle-aged man said with a hint of sarcasm, then asked, "And what about you? After watching the recordings so many times, have you figured anything out?"

At this moment, if Tao Ran were still present, he would recognize that this person is indeed the referee who presided over the duel between him and Ichabod Wood

That was merely the result of a preliminary assessment, and the appraiser's tone at the time was also quite uncertain

Sampson furrowed his brow, revealing several knife-like creases on his forehead: "According to his initial assessment, the armor should not have exploded without reason. Ichabod's neck component must have encountered at least ten tons of impact force in an instant, exceeding the armor's load-bearing capacity, which resulted in Ichabod being instantaneously propelled and the armor being completely rendered inoperative.

Unlike the spirited demeanor he had an hour ago, William Jacques stepped out of the car looking utterly exhausted, his face resembling that of a bitter melon. He muttered to himself, "Why? Why? This shouldn't be happening, it shouldn't. That guy clearly shouldn't have been my opponent, so why am I the one who lost in the end? Eliminated in the first round, oh my! What will Louise think of me? This shouldn't be happening, it shouldn't. That guy clearly shouldn't have been my opponent, so why am I the one who lost in the end? Eliminated in the first round, oh my! What will Louise think of me? Unreliable William?"

At 9:00 PM, the cold weapon mixed martial arts competition is still ongoing in the Storm Sports Arena

The emergence of inner demons stems from one's own thoughts and desires. The current situation is indeed a great deviation from reason

Tao Ran originally intended to continue clearing Li Mochen's memories when he was alone. However, upon returning to this basement, he abandoned his previous plan and threw himself onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

Hey! You, the one who is completely stunned on stage, have no right to speak about me

Sampson, are you still watching this footage

If this attire were to be placed in the original realm, it would be the epitome of moral decay. Even among the most liberated disciples of the Hehuan Sect, no one would dress in such a manner

Tao Ran and William Jacques have arrived at the Wanderers' neighborhood where their residence is located.

Sampson looked helpless: "And that appraiser indeed told me this, that precisely because there was no evidence to support it, the result of the appraisal was that the armor malfunctioned. However, the appraiser insisted on sending the armor to the Exon Arcane Energy Laboratory for a detailed third-party inspection, and the Nathan Sports Group also supported his opinion"

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"Are you teaching me? Forget it! I think it would be best for you to first resolve your own issues; next time, you may not be so lucky."

William's lips twisted: "What you say is indeed simple, but there are hidden talents within! Over 2,000 people from more than 100 schools in Atlanta are competing for four spots in the losers' bracket of the top 64. Don't you think this is too cruel, A-Mo?"

This is based on the fact that William Jacques is the original owner's best friend to date and has helped him free himself from the entanglement of inner demons

The Nason Group is the armor sponsor of NHSAA, and they certainly do not wish for their products to encounter issues, as this could very likely lead to a significant scandal

As the young girl gradually walked away, Tao Ran finally managed to suppress his restless emotions with great effort. However, at this moment, within his mind, distracting thoughts still surged, and he truly lacked the energy to argue with the fool beside him

First, I must admit that I was a bit distracted at the time, so I cannot rule out this possibility

He spoke while discreetly shifting his gaze to the side, lingering on a young girl who had just stepped off the bus.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh: "Are you joking with me? A force of 10 tons, then the opponent of Ichabod must have a professional level of at least level 6, right? Is there any evidence? You should have noticed at the time, right?"

This is a very old apartment, and Taoran's residence is a semi-bright basement of over 30 square meters.

Tao Ran hesitated for a moment: "After dinner every day, I can teach you for half an hour"

Sampson shook his head: "But isn't this even more incredible? Even a level 7 mana shadow wielder does not possess such abilities"

I can take some time to guide you

Every day, dedicating half an hour to William is already a significant display of sincerity

Sampson crossed his arms: "This is the result of my continuous playback, carefully examining frame by frame, and it is something I can take responsibility for. Unless?"

"Unless what?" The middle-aged man took a sip of coffee without paying much attention.

Losers' group? Ha!

It is your excessive confidence and impatience in attacking that led to this situation

Though he felt relaxed, he could not help but be concerned, for at this moment, a wicked fire was burning within his heart. It compelled him to fix his gaze firmly upon the young girl, and a hint of crimson even flickered in his eyes

At this moment, in the control room, there is a middle-aged white man dressed in a referee uniform, sitting in front of a screen, repeatedly watching a segment of video

Tao Ran anticipates that he will be quite busy in the coming days, needing to invest a certain amount of time and energy to understand this world and establish himself within it. Additionally, the small issue mentioned earlier must also be resolved as soon as possible

Even in this world, it is quite unconventional. This is the Wanderer's District, one of the top three neighborhoods in Atlanta for the incidence of violent crimes. A girl dressed like that is very likely to encounter trouble

By the time Tao Ran followed the memories of the original owner of the body and found his residence, it was already ten minutes later

A middle-aged man of similar age, holding a cup of coffee, looked over with a puzzled expression and said, "Wasn't it already determined that the explosion was caused by a malfunction in the armor?"

This situation left Tao Ran feeling incredulous, and he could only muster all his strength to suppress the impulse to rush forward.

Taoran evaluated without emotion: "The follow-through is insufficient; it would be strange not to lose to him. In short, it is simply a matter of being careless and inattentive."

The middle-aged man chuckled softly: "The game is almost over, I think we should find a bar to gather and relax a bit. Right? Sampson?"

Tao Ran continued to watch William's figure as it disappeared around the street corner ahead, and only then did he shake his head and walk in another direction

Tao Ran speculated that this woman was around twenty years old, with a delicate appearance and fair skin. She wore a fitted white T-shirt on her upper body and hot pants on her lower body, accentuating her figure with a prominent front and a curvy back

William Jacques did not notice his friend's unusual behavior at all; he walked ahead alone, grumbling discontentedly: "That guy is despicable, too despicable and shameless!"

The original body and William lived in the same neighborhood, but their residences were separated by more than 300 meters, located on either side of the school bus stop.

No! Based solely on the footage from that time, there was no contact between anyone, any objects, and Ichabod.

So, why must you be entangled here

Unless it was his opponent, namely Andre Lee Wiltonstein, whose swordsmanship reached a speed of at least 320 kilometers per hour, he escaped the capture of our specialized cameras