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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 bloody and bloody, 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 into 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, and everyone is looking forward to it]

[It's just that, on stage and off stage, inside and outside the play, no one knows who is the leading role and who is the supporting role]

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

"The old city, and New Year's Eve."

Qiao Mu felt that this foreign land seemed more intimate, not only on New Year's Eve, but also on the poems he had seen before.

"The three missions this time are all in 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 is far away from the emperor. He reckoned that Zhou Mingke should not be able to 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 cooking, you have problems in your thinking. As a healthy, sunny and positive young man in the new era, Qiao Mu must eat well.

Secondly, no matter in terms of culture, customs, customs, and background of the times, the old city was similar to the world Qiao Mu lived in, which gave him a sense of peace of mind.

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-awaited morning light dyes the flowing clouds into fiery red. Under the horizon divided by high-rise buildings, the newborn sun is about to emerge. A ray of gold penetrates the narrow gaps between the tall CBDs and passes through the courtyard. The old windows that have been in disrepair shine into the house, reflecting the path of dust drifting.

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

"My turn, draw cards!"

He also deliberately posed 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.

"...In any case, the performance must start on time, and there is no room for loss. 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 midst of a catastrophe, the country will not survive, and you are still in the mood to be romantic 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]

"Before it was [mortal] difficulty, 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 thick dark yellow fog turned into several paragraphs of explanation.

【mortal】

[Story mode, mentally retarded 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]

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

[Difficulty coefficient: 1.0]

[Reward factor: 1.0]

"Indeed, just have a hand."

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 feeling emotional.

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.

【Pollution】

[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 factor: 3.0]

"High risk, high reward."

Qiao Mu couldn't help but sigh.

The difficulty is only doubled, but the rewards are tripled!
Choose is to earn!

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, it’s not true that a novice who has just gone through two missions will choose this difficulty, brother, if you want to die, hang yourself, there’s no reason to come here to swim in the muddy water]

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

[Difficulty coefficient: 3.0]

[Reward factor: 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.

(End of this chapter)