[Comprehensive martial arts] Assassin's fine points system

2: The so-called task——

The afterglow of the setting sun reflects the sky colorfully and gorgeously. On the uninhabited mountain road, the mountains and trees are also covered by this autumn.

The sunset glow of the day is reflected more chicly and beautifully.

There is no smoke from cooking, because there are no houses built by the foothills here, the earth is silent, and there is even some heavy meaning.

And Wuming is now stepping on such a road.

The cool wind blew slightly, raising his raven-like black hair, but he didn't look embarrassed, because before that, he had already found a stream and cleaned himself up well.

After straightening his blue sleeves, Wuming finally stopped in his tracks. His face was very ordinary, that kind of handsome with a little bookish air, neither brilliant nor ugly. Types that are easy to overlook.

But in fact, if these things are put aside, the only thing that is unforgettable about him is his eyes...they are a pair of pupils like the cold pool of midnight, so dark and deep that it seems bottomless, cold and dead, just It's like a pool of stagnant water, which makes one's scalp tingle subconsciously.

But now, looking up at the sky that was gradually being filled with darkness, he was leaning against a bare tree slightly out of breath—although the injury had already been treated with medicine, but due to the excessive blood loss, he was still alive after all. Physical strength is a bit dwarfed by comparison...

"System, how is your physical condition?"

The cold opening, the nameless voice seemed very calm, just like his impression, it was a kind of empty and dead calm.

——From the time he opened that quaint and tattered scroll, he more or less understood some unreasonable information from it, such as the strange and weird 'system' in his body that he didn't understand very well, and for example The reason why I appear here.Maybe ordinary people would start to turn pale with fright when encountering such a thing, but Wuming is different... because he is an assassin, an assassin... an assassin who has been an assassin since he can remember.So, who can expect an assassin with a high status to lose his composure and tranquility?Because for him, an assassin who is not calm can never become a real assassin!

{In the bottom of my heart, I despised this stupid host who was besieged by people for some unknown reason, and then jumped off the cliff. I tried to recall the same kind of speaking patterns I had seen before, and then I pretended to be "wow—" coldly :

"Drip - open the character base panel,

Name:? ? ? , the system defaults to (unnamed)

Attribute: Facial paralysis iceberg (preliminary judgment)

Occupation: Assassin

grade:? ? ?

Background: "Legend of Chu Liuxiang"

Background brief:? ? ?

Physical Condition: Your body has been greatly damaged!Preliminary judgment is that he will not die, but he urgently needs nutritional supplements!

Task:? ? ?

other:? ? ? "

After reading it, I couldn't help but secretly gave myself a thumbs up!look!What a success this system has learned!Although compared with the same kind, mine (?) is a bit more, and the basic attributes are also a little less, but it really doesn't blame me, I am already very good at knowing the host's situation, is there any reason? !Who knew that those abnormal fellows could suddenly study their hosts so that they didn't leave even a hair on them? !Hmph, sure enough, normal systems like mine are too rare these days, so they think I'm the 'abnormal' one?This is so fucking systematic and lonely like snow! ! ! }

Silently, Wuming spoke with the idea of ​​giving it a try, and as expected, this scroll contained a system that seemed to be very reliable... just answered some nonsense and a few words that he didn't understand... ...and then fell into silence again. If he hadn't called out the word 'system', it would have been impossible for it to speak on its own initiative.However, I never counted on it... A good assassin, of course, can't trust anyone except himself!

When his physical strength recovered a little, Wuming finally stood up again... Now he must leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise, at night, in this wilderness, with his own serious injury, he might not be able to cope with any emergencies at all.

At this moment, a nameless and familiar sound of wheels suddenly came from a distance... It was the sound of a carriage!

Immediately, Wuming's face changed slightly, concealing the coldness in his eyes, and he put on a gentle and elegant look. When the carriage approached from a distance, he put his right hand on his waist so that he could draw it out as quickly as possible at any time. The only weapon in his waist - the rusty iron sword, at the same time he said loudly:

"May I ask the brother in front if you can stop the carriage for a rest? I am drawing water from the stream not far from here, but I accidentally let the horse get lost. I am very ashamed now. I wonder if you can take it with you on the next journey? I will have a big thank you !"

Hearing this, the driver pulled his hat, stopped the carriage, and shouted into the carriage:

"Master Leng, what do you think?"

There was no sound, and then the curtain of the carriage was pushed aside, and a simple middle-aged man leaned out slightly. When Wuming saw him, he immediately put on a little shyness and clasped his fists:

"I'm ashamed, I hope you will help me!"

The man listened and just smiled:

"Little brother, why be polite, that's the case, Leng will certainly not refuse."

A gleam of joy flashed in Wuming's eyes, completely fledgling and inexperienced.Afterwards, he climbed onto the carriage with some heavy steps... It was really climbing up, because the carriage landed on a high ground and there was nowhere to step on it, so when he saw Wuming get on the carriage in that rather embarrassing way , the middle-aged man's eyes flickered slightly, and he stepped forward to help:

"Little brother can't fight?"

Some faces were hot, and they said namelessly:

"Yes, yes. It's just... not very high."

He paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and quickly added a few words:

"But there is still room to deal with some ordinary mountain thieves! Few of the martial artists invited by the family are my opponents!"

Laughing secretly, the man didn't expose anything, just said:

"Brothers like this have to be more careful, going out and wandering, the world is not peaceful!"

Nodding, Wuming lowered his eyelids, and nodded lightly:

"Well, I understand, thank you for reminding me."

{Looking quietly at the side where they seemed to be having a good time, I suddenly found that I was very sad... really very sad... As a system that is too normal to be normal, it seems that I suddenly discovered... My host's brain...seems to be a bit problematic?The fine score is very serious, is it true? !Just now, when there was no one else, I had a zombie face, but now I have become a shy little scholar... With such a host... Can I really pass the test of God the Father?

Ya butterfly ~~~ please let it go, fall! ! !

However, no matter what, since I have discovered this problem, I naturally want to remind myself responsibly, so I prepared myself mentally, and then deliberately said:

"Drip - discover the host's new attribute, add the host's attribute (smart score), get the title 'I'm a smart score, who am I afraid of?', automatically start receiving the assassin's smart score task... scanning..."

"Drip——The scan is over! No missions have been found yet! The system defaults to the discovery mission reminder mode!"}

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