Rise of the Alchemy God - Chapter 62: Advancing to the Next Level

ABO, AA, Qiangqiang, dual teachers
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After a car accident, Shen Luyang slipped into a tanmei novel he had read, and there was a system in his head.
System: Your task is to save the protagonist Shou and let him be beautiful alone from the attack. Mission failure, thunder strikes!
Shen Luyang covered his heart: fog grass!​​
The protagonist Gong in this novel called “Love Plus” is a high school teacher. As an S-level Alpha, his family is rich, rich and idle, cold-blooded and perverted, and his force is max. Crazy psychosis in one.
But he is the only teacher in the whole school who can subdue students, and the grades of all the classes he has taught have skyrocketed.​​
All in all, scum is a good teacher, but scum will die.​​
The protagonist Shou is a young teacher who has just graduated and was assigned to this high school. Unfortunately, he was attacked and took a fancy to, and staged a violent robbery.
The protagonist suffers from being an Alpha, and finally ends up in a miserable life.​​
Shen Luyang, the cannon fodder character of the same name in the book, was hit and killed by the attack car in the third chapter because he ran into the attack and threatened the protagonist.
And the node where he passed through the book happened to be the scene of the threat of pushing open the office door…
System: The mission starts, saves the protagonist, the mission fails, and the primary five thunders hit the top!
What the hell!
Shen Lu and Yang Erkang: Thank you, teacher! Bridge, Bridge Bean Sack!
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Tips
1. The sand sculpture dog who can’t help but flirt with the fishing department is attacked, the math teacher X the physics teacher, and the double Alpha is strong
2. The protagonist watched “Sorrowful Love Plus” is a fanfiction, and the original version of “Sorrowful Love” was read. In the original version, Li Gong was a madly criticized law-abiding citizen.
3. Gong doesn’t like the protagonist of the original book, the two books are made up by the author, and there is no prototype
4. There is no big logic, everything serves the plot, have a good time>3
5. The copy was written on February 3, 2021, and screenshots have been taken.

Content tags: Fantasy space system sweet text through books
Search keywords: Protagonist: Shen Luyang ┃ Supporting role: Xie Weihan Han Ersheng ┃ Others: ABO, double A
One sentence introduction: Accidentally bent by a lunatic
Purpose: work hard to live a positive life and enjoy life.

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