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

The door is closed, but the door is closed.

Looking at this outrageous rule, Wu Wen could already guess how perverted the so-called task would be.

As for the 2 meters above, this is easy to explain, because the door was about 2 meters away from where he was standing just now.

It is estimated that this distance is mentioned.

Wu Wen did not find an explanation for the distance, so he could only comfort himself in his heart.

At this point, he just lay down. Anyway, he couldn't hide, so he could only accept it passively.

Wu Wen sighed and lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and then exhaled a thick smoke.

Then he exited this interface and clicked on the novice task icon in the upper left corner.

The eerie subtitles popped up one by one on the screen of the mobile phone, but this time there was no exclusive explanation, and everything was quiet.

"Novice mission: Midnight elevator.

Mission difficulty: ★☆☆☆☆.

Mission requirements: At 11:30 p.m., enter the elevator and go up and down repeatedly on the fourth and seventh floors. During this period, you cannot leave the elevator door. After four repetitions, you can enter the corridor on the seventh floor, and you need to stay in the corridor until 12 o'clock before you can take the elevator to the fourth floor to escape.

Evaluation: The elevator is a tool for modern people to go up and down the stairs conveniently, but can you guarantee that every time the elevator door opens, the outside world is still your original world?

Novice mission deadline: one day.

Mission reward: depends on the score. D-level score: 50 ghost coins. C-level score: 100 ghost coins. B-level score: 15 0 ghost coins. A-level rating: 200 ghost coins. S-level rating: 250 ghost coins. SS-level rating: 500 ghost coins. SSS-level rating: 1000 ghost coins. Reaching B-level and above will receive additional rewards. Reaching S-level and above will receive two additional rewards. The quality of the additional rewards will be related to the rating level. "

"Please note that your ghosts may help you during the mission, but please do not rely entirely on the ghosts, otherwise you will die miserably. Make every effort to improve yourself and try to tame the ghosts. This is your best choice. "

Wu Wen looked at the words above and felt a little uneasy.

The requirements of this novice mission made him feel a bit like a psychic game. And he remembered that there seemed to be some psychic game about elevators, right?

Looking at this mission, I feel a little unkind. At that time, I will definitely meet some ghosts again!

And according to the prompt, the ghosts are helpful to me, but I don't seem to be too dependent on them. I don't know what this prompt means?

Isn't this a weird development game? Shouldn't I be a summoner or something like that? Could it be that this game makes me a berserker?

Wu Wen was under great psychological pressure. He was really scared now, because the appearance of the female ghost made him clearly realize that there was indeed such a weird thing, and now this weird thing issued a task, would it be a good task?

He didn't want to and didn't dare to do this so-called task, and even had the idea of ​​booking a ticket to escape home now.

But even if I go home and get targeted by this thing, I can't hide, and if this thing hurts my parents, then I still have a market to trade with.

Wu Wen thought for a long time, sat on the balcony until eight o'clock in the evening, smoked half a box of cigarettes, and finally made a decision.

The task still needs to be done. After all, if I don't do it, the red kite or something might eat me.

But at the same time, I can't go home during this period of time, so as not to hurt my family.

Besides, this seemed to be an opportunity. After all, he looked like a hero in a novel. If he could really help his family cross social classes by playing this game, it would be a good result.

Maybe he could also get some superpowers!

Wu Wen comforted himself in his heart. The more he thought about it, the happier he became. He even felt that it was his destiny.

Wu Wen was so happy that he stood up immediately.

He felt that he had a clear grasp of his own weight. Maybe he would never come back tonight, so it was natural to reward himself before he died.

The main thing was that he left before he spent all his money. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that he had lost a lot.

Wu Wen took the elevator from the top floor and ran downstairs.

The community where he rented was in the city center, so the rent of that little place was so expensive.

It was past eight o'clock in the evening. Although it was sunny,

It was not completely dark yet, but the street lights were on.

People were walking on the streets, and the traffic was basically one after another without interruption. Even the community was bustling with people. Anyway, there were people everywhere.

Lively, prosperous, crowded, tense. These four words are Wu Wen's biggest feelings about super first-tier cities.

As for luxury, high-end, leisure, elegance, etc., he was too poor to feel them at all.

Wu Wen held his mobile phone in his pocket, thinking about the only 800 yuan left in it, and did not dare to go to the big restaurant. Instead, he fumbled for some small restaurants in the corners.

He had never been to those big restaurants and did not know the prices inside, so he did not dare to go in, for fear that his 800 yuan would not be enough to open a table.

Anyway, according to what he heard, big restaurants in super first-tier cities like this are ridiculously expensive.

And he was not going to spend all the 800 yuan, and he wanted to keep 200 yuan to buy something later, so he was even more afraid to go in.

After searching for a long time, Wu Wen finally found a small restaurant at the corner of the street.

Although the restaurant is small, there are many people. The restaurant is noisy, which makes Wu Wen feel the security of crowds for the first time.

"Boss, twenty skewers of lamb skewers, twenty skewers of lamb tendons, and a bottle of beer!"

Wu Wen shouted, heard the boss's response, and then found a seat and sat down.

The prices in this small place are the same as his hometown, which can be regarded as the best choice for the poor. As for the higher-end ones, the service fee may be thousands.

Wu Wen sat on the bench, waiting for the dishes he ordered, while writing a suicide note on the memo of his mobile phone.

He didn't know if he could come back tonight, but for safety reasons, it was better to write the suicide note directly.

As for why he didn't tell his parents, the main reason was because he was afraid that they would worry.

And Wu Wen was sure that once he told his parents, they would definitely come to Pu Yu City overnight.

This is unsafe, and it doesn't help them except to make them worried. Moreover, Wu Wen is a pessimist. To be honest, he is a little afraid that they will have another accident on the road, and it will not be wonderful for the whole family to ascend to heaven.

Wu Wen opened the memo and began to write his suicide note.

"Dad, Mom. You can't believe it, your son has ascended to heaven! Don't..."

Wu Wen wrote as if he was assisted by God, and even enjoyed it more and more.

He didn't want to make his parents sad, so the content he wrote was a little funny. Although he knew that his parents would not be less sad because of the funny content of his suicide note, he still chose this tone.

Because the pain of writing will undoubtedly increase the self-blame in his parents' hearts, he doesn't want this, not even a little bit.

While Wu Wen was writing his suicide note, the skewers were served on the table.

He ate the skewers while writing, drank a sip of beer from time to time, and would take a break to light a cigarette when he was in a mood.

It took almost an hour for Wu Wen to walk out of the restaurant.

"Burp!"

Wu Wen burped. He drank two bottles of beer and had a lot of gas in his stomach.

This meal cost him more than 100 yuan, but the bulk of it was not here. He would probably spend more on shopping soon.

If it was a few years ago, when the control was not so strict, some shopping malls could still buy high-intensity flashlights and controlled knives, and even things like three-edged military bayonets could be bought for three or four hundred yuan. He saw his classmates buy this in supermarkets when he was in junior high school.

However, now that the control is strict, it is impossible to buy controlled knives temporarily, but high-intensity flashlights can still be bought in some labor protection stores, or there is a chance to find them in some electronic equipment stores.

He wanted to buy a high-intensity flashlight and a handy self-defense weapon. Although he didn't know if this thing would be useful against ghosts, it was better to have it than not.