It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The surrounding environment seemed to be the same as always. The noise coming from downstairs and the lights in the surrounding corridors did not change at all. There was even a cricket jumping in the corner of the wall in front of Wu Wen, and even a woman came up the corridor to collect clothes. "Writing, Xiao Wu?" Mrs. Li, the landlord, walked to the clothes drying pole with a basin and started to put clothes on it. At the same time, she smiled and greeted Wu Wen who was sitting in the middle of the roof. Wu Wen hummed blankly and responded to Mrs. Li's words. Why does this mission feel so strange? Am I doing a mission? Am I doing an extremely scary spirit summoning game? Why does this mission feel so different from the previous missions? Wu Wen looked down at the pencil still moving on the paper in a daze. For the first time, he felt that this difficult task was not that difficult. It was much simpler than the task at Mrs. Zhang's house!

Wu Wen came back to his senses and concentrated his energy again. Unfortunately, the sound of Mrs. Li putting on clothes next to him could easily interrupt the tension in his mind.

Too careless. This place is really not a good choice for doing tasks.

Wu Wen gave up the idea of ​​doing the task, but this bug was not stuck, so he directly asked the pencil in his hand: "Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy, can you tell me how long I can live?"

As Wu Wen's words came out, he vaguely felt that the pen in his hand seemed to want to move.

However, I don't know whether this degree of movement is driven by the Pen Fairy or caused by the trembling of his hand.

Anyway, Wu Wen felt that if the Pen Fairy could only drive this pencil like this, then he really took an axe and chopped it casually.

Wu Wen stared at his white paper, holding the bloodstained one-handed axe tightly in his right hand, ready to chop the pen fairy to death with an axe once it appeared.

Very good, he was able to ignore Mrs. Li's movements and create a new sense of tension!

But unfortunately, the pen fairy hadn't started to drive yet, but Mrs. Li drove it first.

"Hey, Xiao Wu, what kind of pen fairy are you playing with? Oh, my daughter just played with the pen fairy at home, and she brought her group of friends to play with it at home in the dark, which made people feel scared.

Why do you young people like this kind of thing now? Let me tell you, this thing..."

Mrs. Li, wow!

Wu Wen completely collapsed, and the tension he had created with great difficulty was gone again!

This Mrs. Li is really annoying!

Wu Wen sighed deeply, then put down the pen and lit a cigarette.

For the first time, this was the first time he felt that the process of his previous adventure mode mission was quite comfortable, at least he could be afraid and nervous all the time.

How could it be like now, when doing a mission, he still had to deal with the conversation of acquaintances!

"It's okay, auntie, little girls like to play with this thing, but you are right, some things really have to be believed, so you can just go home and beat your daughter, at least let her know what awe is!"

Wu Wen said viciously, and brought the unfinished coffee to the table again.

I won't do it tonight, grandma, the place is wrong, so I can't feel fear and tension, it's boring.

That's right, Wu Wen is now pursuing this kind of excitement between death and fear when doing tasks. Without this unique tension and fear, Wu Wen feels that doing tasks is quite boring.

After arguing with Mrs. Li for a few words and dealing with her, Wu Wen picked up the coffee and took a sip gently.

He felt that something was wrong with him.

He seemed to like tension and fear a little bit more now.

Let’s not talk about anything else. For this mission alone, it was clear that the mission could be completed without tension and fear, but I had to pursue these two uncomfortable feelings. Even without these feelings, I felt listless and weak when doing the mission.

Could it be that I am addicted to fear?

Wu Wen had a headache.

Did I suffer from some mental illness? Or was I just a simple masochist?

Wu Wen now understood why there were so many extreme sports enthusiasts. Maybe in their eyes, this fear and excitement was also an addictive substance that could stimulate the brain to secrete dopamine, just like smoking.

But my situation was

Is it normal?

Wu Wen felt that it was a bit difficult to understand now.

Forget it, it's better to have more troubles. Anyway, I have a lot of troubles, and it won't hurt to have a few more mental illnesses.

Wu Wen dispelled the thoughts in his mind and quietly watched the bright lights of the metropolis in the dark night in front of him.

Maybe I won't see it again in the future. If I don't look at it now, I may not see it in the future.

Wu Wen smoked a cigarette calmly, and suddenly slapped himself in the face.

Fuck, no flags!

By the way, I have to see if this mission is completed.

Wu Wen's mind moved, and then he took out his mobile phone and opened "Ghost Encounter".

The requirements of this mission are not so strict. Logically speaking, he has completed the mission, but he didn't observe the so-called pen fairy.

But, did he really not observe it?

Wu Wen recalled the meaningless movement of the pencil in his hand just now.

He was sure that the pencil movement was not caused by his subjective consciousness, but it was not right to say that it was caused by the Pen Fairy. After all, the Pen Fairy couldn't be so rubbish, right?

There was a high probability that it was just like the popular science about the Pen Fairy he had read. This kind of meaningless tremor at a small distance was probably just the subconscious tremor of his finger muscles.

So did he invite the Pen Fairy?

Wu Wen looked at the bloody axe on his desk and was a little silent.

I'm afraid he really didn't invite this thing. After all, he had already held the axe in one hand and was waiting at any time. It didn't make sense for it to appear unless it was a stupid pen.

With the opening of the ghost encounter interface, Wu Wen directly clicked on the task panel.

"Daily Task 8: I heard that the pen fairy is very effective in asking questions. Why don't you ask it how long you can live?

Task completed.

Difficulty level daily task sub-task evaluation: A (Without any strategy, without any preparation, you boldly start your own difficult level daily task. Do you know why the difficulty level is called the difficulty level? It doesn't matter, you will know soon.)

A-level score sub-reward: Eye of the Dead.

Eye of the Dead: The eyes of the dead, congratulations, from now on, your eyes are completely dead, you can observe those dead things through these dead eyes. (The eyes of the dead? Oh, child, maybe you need a pair of sunglasses?)"

Ah? The task is actually completed?

Wu Wen just saw the task completion panel, just as he felt a sense of surprise, a thick black mist has filled his eyes.

Wu Wen's eyes sucked in the black mist like a black hole, accompanied by the stinging pain in his eyes, Wu Wen's eyeballs began to become a little sluggish, pale, and condensed.

No, it should not be called dull, but dead.

His eyes are now no different from those of a dead person, lifeless and unfocused, looking dead and cold, with a hint of dullness and stiffness in the coldness.

If a forensic doctor or a professional physiographer were to look at Wu Wen's eyes, they would find that his eyes now look no different from those of a dead person.