Bizarre beater

Party B Yunhe went out early in the morning, and the cold wind in the morning blew away the embarrassment and...excitement in his heart.

Throwing down the kaolin flower or something, although very dangerous, is very exciting!

It's just a pity that people don't care about him.

But he's not the type who would be sad if he can't fall in love - if it were true, he wouldn't be widowed all the time.

Widows and widows have the happiness of being lonely.

For example, you can drink a second cup at half price for one person.

The sweetness of the milk tea warmed people's hearts. Anyway, he had nothing to do, so he didn't want to explore why there were so many people on the street at this point, so he decided to deliver food.

I don't know where the system advertised, but he has never been short of takeaway orders.

"When you see this order, give Wujo Wu a cup of milk tea immediately."

Party B Yunhe looked at the half price of the second cup in his hand, and then looked at the contents of the order.

There is really no requirement for variety.

You can earn the difference.

Great.

Widowed kings have widowed kings, good luck~

There was no address on the list, but he didn't need to navigate, he just opened any door and went there.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Mr. Gojo, who looks very rich, has already started work.

Because the relationship with the upper class has become worse recently, and it is easy to be short of sugar in the morning, Gojo Satoru decides to have a cup of milk tea to warm his wounded heart.

The boy who delivered food last time thought it was very interesting, so he "friendly" asked for the order platform from the person who placed the order.

"Thank you for choosing Flying Squirrel Express. Please read the following items carefully before placing an order."

"1. There is one and only one delivery person. To provide the service, you need to wait for the other party to receive the order. You can set the latest delivery time by yourself, and the order will be automatically canceled when it is overdue.

2. Within the Tokyo area, we can send anything, safely and confidentially, and guarantee to complete all requirements.

3. In order to prevent the client from being unable to pay the remuneration after the order is completed due to accidents, the order remuneration is paid in full in advance, and the order will be refunded if it is cancelled.

4. The delivery staff provide additional help, but it is not recommended to go too far. The platform does not guarantee the personal safety of the client and the target of the client.

5. Adhering to the concept of equality of all beings, clients are not limited by race and occupation. "

"Anything can be given away", "personal safety is not guaranteed", "no restrictions on race and occupation"... it is very spiritual.

In order to ensure that he could see the other party within today, Wujo Wu's delivery time requirement was to deliver the order immediately after receiving the order, and then did not fill in the address.

The reward for delivering milk tea says that the second cup of half-price milk tea is 300 yen, and the delivery fee is 300 mana points, which is 2000 yen.

300 mana points are more spiritual.

Gojo Wu poked the customer service and asked what kind of new concept this is.

The customer service spoke like artificial intelligence, and it didn't feel like a living person.

[According to the algorithm calculation, if you teleport from the workplace to the milk tea shop and then teleport back, you need to spend 3000 mana points, and the calorie consumption for the calculation is 300 calories.In summary, we recommend you to use our takeaway service. 】

something.

He placed an order, and sat at the gate of the curse spirit's lair to wait for the delivery boy.

The takeaway boy went to work very early today, and he picked up the order as soon as he placed it, and he came with a bag of buns when he came.

He said happily: "Bring me breakfast? You're too polite, too polite..."

Party B Yunhe:? ? ?

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to grab the paper bag in the opponent's hand, but he couldn't move it at all.

"Sir, what you ordered is milk tea, not steamed stuffed bun." The delivery boy who looked very salty said as politely as possible, but there was still a trace of murderous intent in his lowered voice.

Wujo Wujo, who was only doing a test, let go of his hands in a good manner, took the milk tea, and said, "When I placed the order, I said that I can ask the delivery boy to help me if I need it. Can you please help me deal with the curse spirit here?"

Party B Yunhe remembered the description of the decathlon in the skill column.

"When Party A wants you to be able to master some skills, you can master the skills in a short time."

His complexion suddenly became ugly.

"I can attach a 20-character comment to a five-star review, and then I will give you a tip that is double the commission."

Mr. Client's words are really nice, no delivery boy can refuse.

The two white-haired beauties reached an agreement, sat in a harmonious atmosphere at the door of the super-level magic spirit's lair, drank milk tea together, and shared steamed stuffed buns.

Mr. Gojo affirmed the steamed buns in Chinatown, and asked if there were strawberry fillings.

Mr. Yunhe almost got into a fight with him.

But since the other party was Party A and hadn't given a good review, he just said indifferently: "The buns don't have fruit fillings."

Gojo Satoru expressed deep regret: "Strawberry is delicious in everything, the store should try it."

Yunhe: "..."

Not wanting to look at this hopeless sweet tooth anymore, he opened the door of the abandoned apartment after eating and drinking.

Then paused.

This is a haunted house.

True Haunted House.

There were black and stinky bloodstains on the ground, and the chandelier above the head couldn't be removed. It looked like an old sofa that had been torn by something. The bloodstains on the wall were covered with paw prints of unknown creatures.

It was clearly daytime, but there was an ominous yellowness inside.

It is the interior of the first-class fantasy mantra-haunted house.

Because it imposes "immovable" constraints on itself, the interior becomes its own domain.

Dozens of people have died here before.

The first few murders brought a supernatural color to it, thus giving birth to a curse embryo, and an "accident" was created during the curse embryo period, causing the people who came to investigate the situation to die.

Later, it became a famous haunted house, with more than [-] legendary versions. After a group of eight young people who came to "test the courage of the haunted house" were swallowed by it, it became a complete body.

The rumors about the haunted house intensified, and the fear-like spell power accumulated on it, although it would not make it a super-level spell spirit, was still very tricky.

It was finally discovered that this was not an illusion created by gangsters but a real haunting. The government couldn't bear the pressure and asked the Conjuration Association to arrange for people to exorcise it as soon as possible.

The capable and fast Gojo Satoru was sent over.

Then he found a capable and fast delivery guy to help him with the work.

The takeaway boy stood at the door in a dilemma.

It has been a long time since I felt the pain of "Party A thinks you can do it".

The point is that he seems to be doing it.

The so-called "decathlon" is actually a system assist.

Listening to the system using the stolen encyclopedia electronic voice to tell him about the habits and weaknesses of the curse spirit, Party B's expression gradually became indifferent.

This is the same as not learning the basics well, and at the end of the semester, he can only memorize the answers without knowing the principle. He knows what to do, but he doesn't know how to actually operate it.

At this time, we can only believe in miracles.

I'll just smash the house for you, can you still be a haunted house?

Gojo Satoru looked at him hesitantly, probably guessed that laymen had nowhere to attack fantasy spell spirits, and was about to remind him, when he saw the thin and delicate young man rolling up his sleeves gracefully, exposing his white arms without muscle fluctuations, and then gently knocked on the door frame.

The haunted house was like a shy little girl, who was shocked by his approaching behavior and burst open.

Cracked into pieces.

The strongest conjurer sitting in the yard was puzzled for a moment, and then showed an expression of "I've realized it".

Destroying the site conditions is indeed a kind of harm to the spell spirit attached to the item.

A haunted house without a "house" is just a ghost.

It can be attacked from the outside instead of going in, which greatly reduces the workload and danger.

Decided to add this to the teaching content.

Party B Yunhe looked at the ugly, vicious and twisted group of curse spirits, and closed his eyes in pain.

It was a good chance not to spit out the breakfast.

It's so ugly, it's a kind of pollution to the aesthetics.

He didn't even want to stretch out his hands, so he just kicked with his feet.

Broken, but not completely broken.

Because it has recovered.

he:"……"

The most annoying thing is this undead setting that can't be killed.

This is a challenge to the law of entropy increase! ! !

Gojo Satoru watched him fight the curse spirit for [-] rounds, drank the last sip of milk tea leisurely, and said, "We must use the curse to defeat the curse."

Party B Yunhe's DNA automatically translated this sentence into "use magic to defeat magic".

Dad, he got it.

Because the system didn't match magic skills, he ignored his full MP bar and only thought it was used to call Smilt.

But it is actually possible to add magic power to physical strikes, forming a double strike.

I learned another fighting technique that I didn't want to use.

But anyway, the battle is over.

Calm down (yes, that's right, I was in a state of shock just now so I even recalled elementary school physics), Party B Yunhe looked at the ruins all over the ground, feeling guilty all over.

Pointing to the ruined walls, he said with a dry smile, "I'm not responsible for the destruction of the house, right?"

Basically demolished a large area, but Gojo Gojo, who had never thought about it before, paused for a moment, and shook his head decisively: "No, thank you for your help. Also, the platform doesn't seem to have a reward function...can you add your contact information?"

When he is on a business trip, he will have nothing to do to give some takeaways to the students who are going on missions.

Wouldn't it be flattering to fight for nothing?

Party B Yunhe saw the five-star praise he received and the evaluation of "the delivery boy is very good, the delivery is fast, and the service attitude is very good", and his mood improved a lot.

He turned off the reminder because the incoming message was annoying. He didn't know what strange things were added to his salary, and he didn't know that Party A had sinister intentions. After adding the other party's friend, he didn't even read the transfer content. Went to deliver the next order.

At night, when they saw the 1000 million in the personal transfer (double the remuneration entrusted by the government to Gojo Satoru), everyone was dumbfounded.

It belongs to getting rich directly and not wanting to work.

However, ten orders must be completed on a working day.

boring.

After delivering food for a period of time, Party B Yunhe is quite familiar with several of his old customers.

The first is Mr. Tosi who has been away for a few days.

It may be adhering to the idea of ​​"spending money to eliminate disasters" (he has always been very self-aware), the other party fixed two orders a day for him to deliver meals.

You can also use his ingredients in the kitchen dishwasher, and give five-star praise every time.

As expected of the man he loves, he is simply the most lovable Party A.

Then there is Gojo Satoru, who is no different (?) from a fat house except that he is not a house or a fat house.

The strange thing is that he orders different dishes every time, and each time is in a different location. He occasionally takes students with him, and even watches them being beaten while eating and drinking.

This kind of person will definitely not be able to pass the teacher qualification certificate.

Finally, some unknown person in the port mafia, who is always asked to deliver meals to the basement.

The strange thing is that the more you give, the lower the reward.

The explanation given by the system is that "the technical content and the danger of commissioned content continue to decrease", so the platform algorithm actively lowered the price.

outrageous.

Today's list has Port Mafia again.

But it was not sent to the basement, but to the confinement room.

The cafeteria aunt who had already turned a blind eye to him looked at him with pity again.

Shrugging his shoulders, Party B's Yunhe still went to take the elevator with the takeaway in his heart.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw a boy with stars in his eyes, and asked him cutely, "Have you seen my doll?"