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Chapter 57 057. My turn, draw cards!

This last card showed a funny clown, the paint on his face seemed to be smeared with blood, and it was outlined on the pale face.

The clown's body was a mess of flesh and blood, and the bones and muscles could be seen. On the dilapidated stage, he seemed to be dancing, but it only gave people a sense of horror.

Crazy and indifferent words floated up from the clown's feet.

【Lunar New Year's eve】

[The sound of firecrackers eliminates one year old, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu]

[New Year's Eve is the most important festival in the old city, which represents the passing of the old year and the arrival of the new year. Especially in this difficult time, people all have beautiful longings for the future and look forward to the new year and new atmosphere]

[Peace Hotel is a good place to celebrate the New Year. On New Year’s Eve, there will be a good show here, which is highly anticipated]

[It’s just that no one knows who is the protagonist and who is the supporting role on and off stage, in and out of the play]

[Hurry in, the show is about to begin, don’t miss it]

"In the old city, there are also New Year's Eve events."

Qiao Mu felt that this foreign land seemed more friendly. Not only did it have New Year's Eve and New Year, but the poems were all ones that she had seen before.

"The three missions this time are all from different worlds, which is very troublesome."

After reading the three tasks, he came to a conclusion.

If it were the real world, Qiao Mu could always turn to the organization for help when faced with anomalies.

But the mission in this other world was far away. He guessed that Zhou Mingke couldn't control the other world and had to rely on himself.

After thinking about it, he felt that the third task was more suitable for him.

First of all, the location of this mission seems to be a big hotel, which means that the food must be taken care of, at least he will not starve to death. It is the New Year, and there may be a big meal.

As the saying goes, if you are not active in working hard, you will have problems in your thinking. As a healthy, sunny and positive young man in the new era, Qiao Mu must eat well.

Secondly, the old city is similar to the world Qiao Mu lives in in terms of culture, customs, customs, and historical background, which makes him feel at ease.

Human life is a process of seeking peace of mind.

Qiao Mu is no exception.

Compared to some old house in the mountains, where the mystery of life and death lies, it is indeed more comfortable to celebrate the New Year in a hotel in the city.

In the end, Qiao Mu felt that he was very suitable for acting. After all, he had been praised by the Chinese teacher for his performance in a textbook play, and he was very useful.

This task seemed to require a performance, so Qiao Mu was obliged to do so.

Outside the window, the long-brewing morning light dyed the flowing clouds into a fiery red. Under the horizon divided by high-rise buildings, the new sun was about to burst out. A ray of gold penetrated the narrow gaps between the tall CBDs and passed through the courtyard. The old windows, which have been in disrepair, shine into the house and reflect the path of dust.

Without thinking, Qiao Mu reached out and touched the card with the clown on it.

"My turn, draw a card!"

He also deliberately made a cool card-drawing pose.

The moment he came into contact with the card, Qiao Mu felt the characters on it come alive.

The fancy clown's movements were funny, dancing like a convulsion, and his feet stepped on the bloody stage, seeming to have forgotten the pain.

The audience in the audience were all hideous and ugly, cheering loudly and making disgusting shouts.

This scene, which was completely different from the Chinese New Year, turned into a cloud of yellow smoke, rising from Qiao Mu's fingertips, forming a dark yellow star in the air, and then turned into the cold and indifferent words of the system.

"It turns out he's not a clown, but a fool."

Qiao Mu realized it later.

At the same time, countless whispers sounded from his ears.

".No matter what, the performance must start on time and there is no room for failure. This is the first performance of the new year."

"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. Have you forgotten everything the teacher taught us back then?"

"Hahahaha, this lady doesn't look happy. I'm rude."

".In the face of great catastrophe, the country has ceased to exist, yet you are still in the mood to live happily here."

".Do you know how many people are starving because of the war while you are here having fun and drinking? I really misjudged you."

"Don't interfere with our performance, otherwise something bad will happen. I warned you."

Qiao Mu saw a brightly lit hotel, with contemporary jazz and laughter coming from inside. There were scattered figures and people singing every night.

He saw the magnificent banquet hall, the red stage, the singing girl in cheongsam with a melodious voice, and the feasting and feasting. The guests were immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

He saw in the dark sewers, poor people in ragged clothes approaching the stinky pipes in search of warmth on this winter night.

He saw a simple thread-bound book being treated as a treasure by a well-dressed man. He saw a man in military uniform with greedy eyes and a disdain for everything.

On the festive red stage, the curtain opens, and a good show is about to be staged, and everyone is looking forward to it.

Fireworks explode in the sky, colorful, bells ring, the new year has arrived, everything is joyful and full of hope.

After coming back to his senses, Qiao Mu saw that the cold and indifferent words were writing the details of the mission.

In addition to the description text that was previously on the card, there are some other things that are of concern.

[Task Difficulty: Optional]

"It used to be [Mortal] difficulty, but now you can choose the difficulty yourself?"

It's really like a game.

Qiao Mu thought for a while, this was originally a game of the Chosen Ones, and they were all players, so that was okay.

He focused his consciousness on this paragraph of text, and soon, the dark yellow thick fog turned into several paragraphs of explanation.

【mortal】

[Story mode, mentally handicapped nanny software, sightseeing difficulty, whatever you want to understand, this is a level of difficulty that even ordinary people can easily pass, it is simple and comfortable, all you need is a hand]

[Cherish the time when you can still choose this difficulty level, believe me, you will miss it]

[Difficulty coefficient: 1.0]

[Reward coefficient: 1.0]

"Indeed, as long as you have hands."

Qiao Mu nodded slightly.

The previous "Lao Fang Youxi" was on the "Mortal" difficulty level. With Wang Ke's help, in fact, as long as you are more determined, you can indeed pass the level.

What a gentle system.

He couldn't help but sigh.

After all, in many novels and movies, this kind of game kills people at every turn. In contrast, the Chosen game looks like an honest and good-natured person.

Weird.

Qiao Mu looked at the second level of difficulty.

【pollute】

[A normal choice. After all, in a foreign land, pollution is knowledge. If you want to gain more power, you must naturally seek more serious pollution. There is nothing wrong with it]

[Suitable for novices to try, it is highly recommended to write a suicide note in advance to avoid inheritance disputes]

[Difficulty coefficient: 2.0]

[Reward coefficient: 3.0]

"High risk, high reward."

Qiao Mu couldn't help but sigh.

The difficulty is only twice as high, but the rewards are three times as high!

If you choose it, you will earn it!

It's just that Qiao Mu didn't know how to write a suicide note, so he didn't make a decision immediately. He looked at the last difficulty.

【erosion】

[No, no, no, no, no novice who has just experienced two missions will choose this difficulty, brother, if you want to die, just hang yourself, there is no need to come here to wade in muddy waters]

[Of course, as long as you can withstand those crazy, weird, and indescribable knowledge, you will definitely be able to reap sufficient rewards]

[Difficulty coefficient: 3.0]

[Reward coefficient: 6.0]

"Six times the profit!"

Qiao Mu's eyes widened when he saw it.

He believes that if the game does not choose the highest difficulty, what is the difference between it and salted fish?

If you complete one [Corrosion] difficulty mission and get the reward of six [Mortal] difficulty missions, that would be a huge profit.

Qiao Mu is a fool again.

He made a prompt decision and pressed the [Erosion] difficulty that elementary school students would choose.