The Most Random System-Chapter 745 - 376: Actually, the Twin-Headed Dragon Is a Very Living Existence

Evening, after school.

The school selection examination for the competition has ended.

The difficulty wasn't high; Lin Li smoothly tackled the questions. If it weren't for being absorbed in watching the adorable Ying Bao earnestly write her test paper, he could have returned to the classroom half a class earlier.

Although Chen Yu Ying was a bit slow, she finished as well and even had time to check her answers and exchange glances with Lin Li.

It seems meeting the school's standards is not an issue.

So we just need to wait for the results, and task five should be considered complete.

Leaving the school gates, Lin Li cycled to a small funeral supplies shop.

Today the clouds were few, and the stars were quite clear.

It's said that when people die they become stars; could MacArthur be Shang Yang reincarnated?

After all, a five-star general.

Perhaps Zac, Lin Li feels Zac's passive resembles Shang Yang's.

Like a metaphor, suggest a big investigation to the designer.

"Shang Yang tests horse strength, Bi Gan sees the human heart; Wang Bo floats on green water, Qu Yuan stirs clear waves; Zi Tui relies on the mountain till the end, Zhao Bing flows into the sea; Li Yuan lacks an eldest son, the two Feng have no elder brother; Sun Bin causes foot confusion, Zuo Qiu's eyes are hazy; Li Si walks by the ground, distinguish the recorder is male or female…"

Chanting a poem of Hell, Lin Li arrived at the funeral supplies shop, it was quite fitting.

"Uncle, I'm here, anything I can take today?" Lin Li pushed the door open and asked with a smile upon seeing the shop owner.

"Lin Li, you're here," the shop owner greeted upon seeing Lin Li and immediately got up to go deeper into the shop to retrieve items while introducing the progress:

"The shroud is still being altered, you'll definitely have it tomorrow night, but today you can take the urn go, we've already embedded the elderly man's photograph."

The funeral supplies shop isn't a funeral home; normally it wouldn't be open until nearly ten at night, but the owner was specially waiting for Lin Li tonight.

It wasn't Lin Li's first visit today.

Yesterday, during the day on Monday, he found time to visit this shop and ordered quite a few funeral supplies for his Grandpa Shanqing, including, of course, the shroud and the urn—the urn being the cremation urn.

Actually, Lin Li wanted to give Shan Qing a coffin too; he thought treating this matter more seriously would make it easier to meet the task requirements.

But realistically it wasn't very convenient.

Lin Li wouldn't take a coffin to the Cultivation Realm; it's too risky.

And normal humans wouldn't carry a coffin to a residential building.

Though Lin Li could move it alone, if a neighbor happens to pass by, seeing someone transporting a coffin to the neighborhood in the middle of the night, being scared would be the least of concerns.

Even if not scared, it's easy to cause misunderstandings that are hard to explain.

So forget it, settle for the urn.

Although it's almost December and Lin Li doesn't know if the Cultivation Realm is where the system will take him next month, he still has this week's two visits.

So there's some room for error.

If the first attempt shows the task incomplete, he still has the option to rectify it on the second visit.

The shop owner finished retrieving the items and came out, holding the cremation urn Lin Li bought in both hands.

Standard, relatively common type of cremation urn.

Entirely pitch black, with defined lines and clear contours, featuring some engraving, with a "思" on the left and a "念" on the right of the front, and between them, an oval jade area embedding a black-and-white photo of Shanqing Daoist.

——Lin Li's phone has plenty of photos of Shanqing Daoist, it was easy to get one out.

"Take a look, satisfied?" The shop owner handed the urn and the cloth holding it to Lin Li.

Lin Li wrapped the urn completely with the cloth, placed it in his backpack, and smiled at the owner: "In a couple of days, I'll ask the person about their usage experience, then give you feedback."

Shop Owner: "?"

These aren't words a human can utter.

Lin Li bought a batch of funeral supplies he hadn't bought the night before, then paid and left.

Returning to his bicycle at the entrance, Lin Li opened QQ because he saw that Stool had messaged him while he was checking out.

"Stool: Brother Bufan, are you free now?"

"Stool: I just got some news. A group from our school is about to fight with people from another school tonight; they've just jumped the wall to leave. Is this information useful for you, do you want to intervene?"

"Lin Li: Do you know the location?"

"Stool: I do, someone going told me, 'location', it's quite remote, over by the back hill." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Lin Li: Alright, I'll go check it out."

Opportunities to complete villain tasks are rare, they must be cherished.

"Stool: Then Brother, be careful, there are quite a few people and they aren't going empty-handed."

Regarding this, Lin Li was totally unconcerned; the gap between himself and ordinary people can't be filled with cold weapons anymore. Even if he just releases a little electric power, this group would have to behave.

After confirming the location, Lin Li opened the navigation, then stood up on his bicycle.

At that moment, what lay beneath Lin Li was no longer a bicycle, but the Mrs. Burn from the Home Security Team.

Pedal hard!

Pedal out sparks!!

No choice, because generally these scheduled fights end with the losing side calling the police, and once the police arrive, everyone scatters and escapes. If he doesn't hurry, he might not make it.

Honestly, Disney teaches you how to dislike and hate stepmothers, but Japanese anime, Japanese films, and P Station teach you how to fully accept them.

The difference is clear.

Lin Li suggests creating a P Station theme park; if Disneyland can operate this successfully, imagine how much a P Station theme park could earn.