The daily vest cannot be dropped

"Huho...ha, cough cough cough. I can't, I really can't run anymore." A short-haired woman in a black uniform with a pair of sharp scissors in her hand staggered her legs and almost knelt on the ground. In the bottomless corridor.

The two people in front who were also on the run stopped quickly, turned around and lifted the woman up, and said through gritted teeth: "Persist a little longer, the watch has already indicated that the distress signal has been received, as long as you hold on for a while, there will be a Teacher, come and save us!"

Before the words fell, heavy footsteps came from behind the three of them, "Tap, tap, tap", echoing in the somewhat empty corridor, as if they were coming from all directions.

The woman who was being held struggled to get up, put the silver scissors across her chest, and said to the two of them with a stern face: "Go first, I can't run anymore anyway! Why don't you fight this bastard! "

One of the men growled lowly: "What nonsense are you talking about! This is a B-level weirdness. You haven't even scored a C-level yet. What are you going to do?"

Another long-haired girl next to her also nodded, and persuaded in a gentle voice: "Trust in the school's execution. 'Looking for life in despair' is our school rule, and it's too early to give up now."

The lower lip of the short-haired woman was almost bleeding from the bite. She looked fiercely at the tall, shadowy figure that came out of the darkness in the corridor, grabbed the hands of her two companions, and rushed forward stumblingly.

"Damn D-rank mission—!"

……

[Drip, "Daily task: Defeat three C-level weirdos".Completed, get three energy points, currently 21 energy points. ]

The crisp mechanical sound rang in Wen Muqing's ears, with a hint of concern.

[At 22:35 Beijing time, does the host need to take a break? ]

In front of him is a light blue light curtain that only he can see. It is marked with many exclamation marks of different colors like an online game map. Some exclamation marks are disappearing quickly, but more exclamation marks are filling in. It makes the liver hurt just looking at it .

Wen Muqing shook his head, and said softly: "We can also make a few bigger ones. The current low-level cards can barely make up the number. In case of more advanced weirdness, I must have a hole card in my hand."

[The energy has been saved to 20 points, so do you want to draw the "Golden Card Pool"? ]

Wen Muqing nodded, and the light curtain in front of him jumped to another screen.Two mirror-like circular pools stood in the air, with a light blue light on the left and a light gold light on the right, with 1 point/1 time and 20 points/1 time written on them respectively.

"It's a pity that the highest-grade cards drawn from the blue card pool can only be R cards, otherwise I would like to give it a try." Wen Muqing said helplessly, "20 points of energy is too—robbing."

He raised his hand and tapped the screen, and as expected, golden highlights slowly rose from the pool, gradually condensing into a golden card.In the center of the card is a black-haired man holding a white jade flute and wearing a blue gown. He raised his hand and blew a few notes slightly. The notes turned into physical letters and marked in the upper right corner - "SSR".

[Congratulations to the host for drawing the rare card, SSR "Flute Soul", the expiration date...] The system was silent for a while, and said with some difficulty, [One day. ]

Wen Muqing clicked on the data of the SSR card he got for the first time, and said in a resigned tone slowly: "I'm not surprised at all."

Wen Muqing, an "Emperor of Europe" who is extremely European and natural, often draws other rare characters besides what he wants when playing games.After owning the system, it is especially easy to get R cards in the item pool, but the better the cards, the less permanent he can draw, and they are basically cards that are thrown out every day.

Name: Flute Soul

Race: spirit

Ability: Flute sound · start [continuously attack all creatures within the range of hearing, causing damage (target can be selected)]

Flute Sound Falling [Area Healing]

Flute · turn [inspiring]

Durability: 100% [As durability decreases, strength rating decreases]

Time limit: 24h

Comments: "The night is cool and the flute is played, and the mountains and the moon are dark, and the road is dark and charming, with hundreds of flowers" [1], he came from the longing, and will go to the memory.

Neglecting energy is very good, and they are all group attacks, which can play energy milk. "

[You will have a chance to experiment soon. ] The voice of the system became a little hasty, [Drip, "Sudden mission: rescue three students of Tikva Academy. Location: Pingyu Central Art Museum. Reward: Energy x5". ]

"Pingyu Central Art Museum..." Wen Muqing frowned, "It's actually in this city, hasn't their teacher rushed there yet?"

The system said: [It's B-level weirdness. ]

"understood."

The weird level is divided into levels from E to A from low to high, and each level has three levels, corresponding to the level of the supernatural being.

B-level weirdness is already the apex of the weirdness that humans can deal with at present. If it is not for the top-level ability users to deal with it, if they can't control the weak points, they will basically go to eliminate one by one, even if it is the Tikva Academy that is responsible for cultivating and eliminating weird talents. It is not so easy to get people together for a while.

Wen Muqing didn't hesitate any longer, he clicked on the card book, reached out and held the card that was still glowing with gold, found the bloody exclamation mark representing "Central Art Museum" from the light curtain, and clicked on it.

In the next second, the person lying on the armchair closed his eyes slightly and fell into a light sleep.

……

In May, Pingyu City is in the period of intertwining spring and summer, and the air is filled with sultry humidity all the time, which makes many people who want to come out to enjoy the coolness hesitate.In the dead of night at this time, the Pingyu Center Art Museum has long been closed, but there are several people who seem to be chattering silently outside the museum.

"The energy fluctuation has exceeded 100. It's not B- there is also a C level. Who the hell sent this as a D-level mission?"

"There are three trapped students, two about to graduate, and one fourth grader. At present, there are still traces of life from the 'Chenxi' watch. There are no photos, and no other information is revealed. Can this weirdness be captured? "

"What to do! It may be too late to send someone again, but we..."

Several people who received the distress signal looked at each other, their faces full of helplessness. This strange unknown species and other information, light energy is enough for them to drink a pot, how can they save people?

You must know that dying in a strange field will feed back more powerful power.Therefore, most capable people dare not die, not because they are afraid, but because they cannot.

"If you really can't wait for rescue, let me take the lead in going in first." A man wearing a black cloak and braids said, "Anyway, if you can save the child, save the child. They are still young, and they should not feel the age of sacrifice. "

"What you said..." The woman next to her shook her head and laughed, "It's already here, so let's go in and try it out. I'm a C now, so I can just feel how far it is from a B-level."

"Wait!" She suddenly changed her face and shouted anxiously, "Hey! Who is that over there! Don't come near here——"

Everyone subconsciously followed her line of sight, and saw a long-haired man in green clothes who was quite eye-catching in the night, walking up the stairs, and soon arrived in front of them, and then passed by quickly, without entering. In a dark art gallery.

That speed was like a ghost, and no one had time to stop it.

And in the next second, the "Dawn" watches they wore on their wrists, which were specially responsible for monitoring various weird events, all sounded alarms.

"The detected energy value exceeds 500!...More than 800!...Exceeded, the detection failed! It has been reported for backup, please be careful."

The woman opened her mouth slightly, and murmured in disbelief: "This... the energy value of A-level is only 500, 'Chenxi' won't burn out, right?"

The man put his hand on the hot watch, his expression serious: "Have any of you seen the appearance of that person just now? There is no way that there is such a powerful supernatural being in the database that has not been monitored and reported!"

Someone next to him replied in amazement: "I saw it! He, he floated over, and it's another weird one!"

Is this energy A-level weird?

You must know that if the B-level weird condition is triggered, its enchantment can cover the entire city, not to mention the higher-level weirdness, if any one comes out, it will cause a huge blow to the human beings who are already struggling to survive.

Everyone looked at each other in a daze, and there was an urge to faint together.

"He didn't attack us, which means that the target of this weird attack may not be human beings." The man with braids barely calmed down and analyzed, "Different levels of weirdness can also have a hunting relationship, he is most likely because of the B-level in the art gallery Strangeness invaded his territory, and that's why he came here, let's not panic, the most urgent thing is to rescue the students first."

"How to save it!" Someone said desperately, "All of us don't have enough A-level weirdos to eat together."

"When he devours that B-level weirdness, that's the best time for us to save people." The man looked at the distress signal from the students who were still persevering, with a calm expression on his face, "I will never give up a glimmer of hope!"

Wen Muqing didn't know that his passing just now had caused such a big emotional upheaval to the supernatural beings, and he was still immersed in the extreme convenience of the "Flute Soul" card vest and couldn't extricate himself from it.

In order to prevent others from discovering, the place where the cards are placed must be systematically and cleverly calculated to ensure that it is the closest to the mission point and is a blind spot for all monitoring.

This time his luck was not so good, the Pingyu Central Art Museum was surrounded by surveillance cameras, he thought he would have to run for a while, but he didn't expect that "Flute Soul" was really a Piao.

Flying is faster than running. It took him only [-] seconds to reach the entrance of the art gallery after he created the card.I wanted to say hello to those ability users to calm my emotions, but I didn't expect to go too far before I organized the words.

It's too late to talk about it after the matter is over, presumably those people shouldn't barge in so recklessly.

Wen Muqing clenched the flute in his hand, the feeling of harmony from the soul fascinated him a little, he inexplicably gained a kind of self-confidence, even if he himself hadn't learned any musical instruments, he was the strongest with the flute.

At this time, he was already standing in the lobby of the art museum. The messy corridors and stairs looked like giant mouths devouring people in the dark night, expecting outsiders to enter.

Pingyu Central Art Museum, built in the 15th year of Interstellar, adopts a new design form. It is based on the idea of ​​connecting multiple white squares in series and changing directions. The upper three floors and the basement floor are all in the same color as the room. The pure white lattice stairs are connected, which leads to an extremely complex terrain.

If there is no weird existence, ordinary people must be amazed by it when they enter, and then scratch their heads to check the topographic map of the art gallery and appreciate the works of art bit by bit.

But it’s different now, the B-level weird domain has enveloped the entire museum, distorting the pure white space into its own territory.If no breakthrough is found, people will only be greeted by endless pure white corridors one after another, and the sense of despair brought about by the weirdness of cat and mouse.

Just like now, all the portraits in front of Wen Muqing are the same distorted oil painting face, stretching forward densely, showing him a malicious smile.

But this is a small problem for brand new SSR cards with A strength.

Before Wen Muqing left, he walked around the pure white corridor again, keeping the entire layout in mind.

Then, guided by the system's faint blue arrow, he raised his hand and blasted away the wall behind one of the portraits, slowly drifting in.

At this time, the college trio no longer had the fighting spirit just now. The long-term running brought not only physical exhaustion, but also a sense of powerlessness that spread from the depths of the soul. It was getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed to be able to fly again. I lost feeling in my limbs, but the fire in my throat burned straight into my head.

"Who can come and save me!"

"Mom and Dad... Teacher..."

"Why do I have to face such despair!"

There was a "boom", as if the sky was falling, the corridor in front of the three of them was suddenly opened with a big hole, and some hollow moonlight leaked in from the window next to it, just shining on the person Shi Shiran walked in .

The three children were like robots whose batteries had been pulled out. They didn't know who tripped who, but their legs softened and they knelt down on the spot.

Really... is it going to end?The short-haired girl's mind was blank, and suddenly, it seemed that some force broke into her body directly, making the world of flowers in front of her light up again.

Where is the sound of the flute?She raised her head in a trance, and realized that the person who just broke through the wall not only did nothing to them, but stood in front of them, holding a jade flute and playing it softly.

The exquisitely embroidered robe faintly reflected silver stripes in the moonlight, and the waist-length hair of black crow feathers was loosely bound by a blue headband, even if only the side face could be seen, it could still be seen It can be seen that this person's face still has a relaxed taste, his eyebrows and eyes are curved, like a bright crescent moon in the night sky.

The person next to her pulled her up, and the only boy stared at him vigilantly: "Who are you?"

Only then did the short-haired girl realize that the information on her watch was still flashing, and the muted alarm flicked on the screen.

Hearing the sound of the three people, the man stopped playing the flute, turned around, bent slightly, and slowly put his finger on his lips for "shh", signaling them to be quiet.Following his movements, several people discovered that there was a strange blood-colored pattern on the man's right cheek, like the branches of the other shore flower entwined around his eye sockets, which looked extraordinarily weird and alluring.

The footsteps from the original place gradually approached, and there seemed to be a sense of eerie pride in playing with prey in the air.

The man restrained his smile, turned around again, and the jade flute in his hand made a crisp collision sound with the accessories. In the next second, a song different from the one they had just heard played, with a chilling smell, instantly filling the entire space.

Before the tall B-level Weird even had time to let out a final roar, he was cut to pieces by invisible sound waves, and black pieces of meat fell to the ground with crackling noises. The dense fog cleared and the lights returned.

Second, second kill!

The three of them hugged each other and watched the scene with their mouths wide open, as if they had swallowed a frog alive.

"You, who are you..." the short-haired girl murmured softly, her voice was already hoarse, and only she could feel a slight change in the airflow in her voice.

But the person in front of him acted as if he had heard it, and after taking back the flute, he did not leave in a hurry, but gently touched the heads of the three of them, as if to say, "You are very brave, you have done well enough."

No tears could be squeezed from the dry eye sockets, and the short-haired girl raised her head blankly, as if she was staring at a god.

But in the next second, the person in front of him disappeared like a puff of fog, leaving only a purple hexagram badge falling down, making intimate contact with the thick carpet.

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and the ability users who rushed over looked at the scene in front of them incomprehensibly, and asked, "What happened?"

God, this is God's salvation, the short-haired girl replied silently in her heart.