[Comprehensive] Clown training game

The cell in Arkham was quiet, and Mr. J was thinking about the corpse of the prison guard. What did he do wrong to come to this terrible hell to be tortured?Does this person have a phobia of clowns?Then why did he come to guard the clown?

And how long did it take for someone to find out that the prison guard was dead!

Mr. J felt that the self-cultivation that he was proud of for more than 20 years would soon be scrapped. He beat the iron railing angrily, hoping to call someone, anyone is good.

About a minute later, several prison guards came in, looked at the corpse on the ground, and showed complex expressions to Mr. J: fear, disgust, hatred, awe, hesitation... He never knew that so many emotions appeared on the scene at the same time. the same face.

Then they carried the body away, carefully avoiding Mr. J's cell, and retreated one after another.

Mr. J grabbed the railing and stopped them: "Wait, why are you all gone, so which one of you will stay?" No one dared to answer him, so Mr. J looked at the thin man on the far left, and said sincerely: "Will you?" Don't you stay with me?"

Interface Bounce - Daily Task 3: Scare Arkham Prison Guards (2/3)

Keke, Mr. J has no feelings for spicy chicken games.Is there a problem with human logic here?Didn't they know that the man choked to death eating a hamburger after watching the surveillance video, and he had something to do with half a dollar? !

Mr. J's face was gloomy, and he was too angry to speak.The atmosphere in the room suddenly became like dead silence.Several jailers could be seen trembling faintly, and the skinny man who was called was even more chilled.

Damn, I was named by the clown!Hated by the clown!Batman save me!

Interface Bounce—Daily Task 3: Scaring Arkham Prison Guards (3/3) Completed, experience value +5, congratulations to the player for upgrading to level 2, free attribute points +1, please continue to work hard to become a qualified clown!

Very good, he only said a few words, added a smiling face and a scowling face, and successfully completed a task, it's really great... What a ghost!

Mr. J felt exhausted in just a few minutes. God knows how long he will stay here. Will he be able to go back after clearing the game, or go to heaven?

He ignored the few prison guards who were trembling like little chickens, silently turned his back to them, huddled in the corner of his cell, began to grow mushrooms in a gloomy manner, and opened the property panel smoothly.

Among them, only "my level" has become two levels, and the subsequent experience value is (0/15), and a daily task is five points of experience, so only tomorrow can continue to upgrade.

He added the free attribute point to "My Strength", from 5 to 6, and the note next to it was also changed (do you think that becoming 6 is not a weak chicken?)

Mr. J: ... Shit, the world is really full of malice towards him.

The clown frightened the jailer who guarded him to death, threatened the jailer who came to collect the body, and the clown showed a hideous and strange expression to the camera... The clown went on a hunger strike, and the clown simply closed himself off.

When Batman received this news, he almost couldn't maintain his noble and glamorous expression (that is, his expressionless face). He didn't believe that the clown was really hunger strike and autistic. This must be the other party's conspiracy, just like every time he Behind the seemingly unreasonable behavior, there are always various unknown purposes.

But starving the clown to death is not the answer!

It's not that Batman and the Joker have fallen in love and killed each other, but... the Joker just stole a dirty bomb before being sent to the Arkham Asylum by him last time, and the ghost knows where he hid it. When will it explode?

In the past few days, he has been looking for Harley Quinn all over Gotham, just to find the whereabouts of the dirty bomb.

Batman's heart was heavy. Hearing that the other party hadn't eaten for two days, and refused to talk to any prison guards or doctors, he could only find time to visit the Joker in Arkham to see what the hell this guy was up to.

Ah, so sad, I have to stay up late every day, and I always feel that my thick and beautiful black hair is in danger of falling out... No, no, the Wayne family male does not have the bald gene, and he is not Luthor!

This must be a terrible nightmare, Mr. J is sure of it, and believes that if he insists on not eating, he will starve himself to death.In this way, either he can ascend to heaven and be with the Almighty Lord in love from now on; or he can return to his beloved girlfriend and resume his life as a financial migrant worker with a bright future.

Go away, savory and sweet toast!Roll away, the golden-yellow chicken drumsticks with a layer of grease!Go away, sweet and refreshing orange juice!I will not bow to such evil food as you, I will starve myself to death, and then...it smells so good.

If he had a handkerchief in front of him, Mr. J would probably have bitten a corner and wept, but it didn’t matter if he didn’t have a handkerchief. He stared at the jailers who came to deliver the food, bit the sleeve of his prison uniform, and The teeth were crushed into tooth marks.

日常任务3：吓唬阿卡姆狱警（1/3），吓唬阿卡姆狱警（2/3），吓唬阿卡姆狱警（3/3）完成，经验值+5。

The ding ding dong dong sound of the system sounded like fireworks at Christmas, and from the beginning to the end, Mr. J was just staring at a few prison guards with green eyes from hunger.From this point of view, as long as he perseveres every day, he will be able to upgrade to a game master, hehe, if he is not starved to death by himself first.

In the past two days, some people tried to get him to see a psychiatrist, but Mr. J refused to talk to anyone, and on the way to transfer him to the consulting room, he gave several other patients a deadly look. What are you looking at?Have you ever seen someone who wants to starve himself to death?

So, after going back and forth like this, he was promoted to the third level smoothly, and added a little bit to his strength——

My name: clown (unawakened)

My gender: male

My age: guess what?

My Level: Level 3 (5/30)

My strength: 7 (barely able to beat other weak chickens)

My intelligence: 5 (are you worthy of the title of clown?)

My magic power: 0 (Do you still want to be a magic clown?)

My defense: 2 (the paper man is you!)

My madness: 3 (You're not suitable for Arkham, really...)

My skills: none (what a hot chicken)

*The value base of all attributes is up to 10, excluding job transfer, skill and item bonuses

And Mr. J unexpectedly discovered that when his strength rose to 7, he, who hadn't eaten for two days, was able to squeeze and creak the iron railing. He couldn't even push.

It seems that the standard of this system is a bit... Such a great strength, placed on an ordinary person, is already considered strong, and the construction site can move one more brick than others.And the system still thinks it's hot chicken, so is the ten points really the upper limit of your own numerical value?

Just as Mr. J fainted from hunger (if he had blood, there must be only a layer of skin left), and he decided that he was going to die young and might be able to ascend to heaven, he heard the coldness of the system in a trance. beep——

"Ding, the host is on the verge of death, do you want to give up the game and enter the second week? Or open the novice benefit copy?"