Locked Area

Qiao Sang couldn't help but complain inwardly: The upper class sure knows how to have wild fun...

Suddenly, a man who had been lying with his eyes closed on a device beside them opened his eyes and abruptly sat up. He tore the connector off his head in anger as he cursed, "Fuck! She actually dared to slap me!"

"Sir, what happened?" A staff member who had been standing quietly nearby hurried over.

The man cursed, "You actually sent me into the body of a kid who was still in school and had an exam that very day!"

Just thinking about it filled the man with rage.

There was a time difference between the Upper Tenth District, Middle Tenth District, and Lower Tenth District. The place he had traveled to was in the Lower Tenth District, where it was currently noon.

After figuring out where he was and preparing to go out for a look around, a woman came over and told him to take his afternoon exam properly at school.

He had gone through all that trouble to travel there—was it to attend school and take exams?

Still, he said nothing. He picked up his bag and left, putting on the pretense of going to school.

Yet after he had wandered around for less than twenty minutes, the woman had apparently received a message from his teacher. He had no idea how she found him, but without a word, she slapped him.

Then he woke up.

The man ranted on and on, while Qiao Sang listened with great interest.

The staff member soothed him. "Sir, we informed you in advance that the targets for Soul Travel the Globe are random. No one can guarantee what identity the body you travel into will have."

"However, if you wish to lock