[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

The next B-level task is two days later.

However, the extra rewards for B-level missions are very generous. Even if you can't do it as you like CD-level missions, Joward thinks it is quite acceptable.

When he got up to make the quilt, he even planned how to spend this short rest day: Erha Xia and the lame golden retriever should take a bath, Xiao Lihua needs to cut his nails, the dogs sent out from the clinic before, he It's time for a return visit, too.

Joe Ward looked at Batman in front of him: "...huh?"

Batman said quietly: "I said, I will start training you."

The time went back to the early morning after the bat ball night patrol.Batball built himself a small bat machine that can "recycle myself", flew to the address of the dark gray windbreaker in the form of a ball, parachuted, and then contacted Joward to exchange him for 30 minutes to restore the body.

30 minutes is enough for him to understand many, many things.

The dark gray windbreaker with a broken leg almost made a confession like vomiting.He's like a tiny piece of a jigsaw puzzle, a crucial piece that fits together in those completely blank moments of Batman's clues.

Batman has made Joe Ward's background transparent.

Five years ago, Joe Ward was 5 years old.He was taken to the hospital after injuring both legs in the first wave of the Gotham bombings.

At that time, the serial bombings in Gotham had not yet developed in the direction of madness.The prisoner targeted schools, bookstores, milk tea shops, and any place where students might be haunted. By killing students, he paid tribute to his youth who was once bullied by campus.

As of the second wave, the bombing is only being investigated by the Gotham Police Department.Batman was dealing with the Harbor Mafia at the time, but he'd also help save civilians from the bombing.

As a Gotham criminal, the bomber was too clumsy and too stupid. Before the third wave even started, Gordon led a team to kick the door and arrest him.

It is also because it is too clumsy, so clumsy that it makes people laugh.

The Joker took over.

It was a doomsday disaster.The [-] tons of homemade explosives stored in the home of the bomber were squandered by the clown.

When he made up his mind to imitate a sane person's way of committing crimes, but planned more carefully and hid deeper than this sane person, there would be no one in the world who could catch him again.

In the end, it was his crazy nerves that got him out of control, exposing him to Gotham and Batman.Pale smiles appear on all screens in Gotham, mocking Batman's fiasco.

"Gotham..."

The face on the screen trembled, and the upper corner of the mouth twitched.The scary eyeballs rolled up sideways, as if thinking of lines.

"Isburning——!"

With the crazy laughter of pure evil, all the overcrowded hospitals in Gotham were blown up to the sky overnight.

It was the final night of the Gotham bombings.That night, Joe Ward's parents were in the hospital to discharge their precious son, and they were both killed.At that time, Joward was taken out for dinner by his uncle and escaped the disaster.

Later, according to Hannibal’s medical records, Joward was sent to Hannibal Lector, who came to Gotham to investigate the Arkham Asylum, by his uncle through an acquaintance because of severe PTSD. hands.

The 5-year gap starts here.

Hannibal hid Joward so tightly that Batman couldn't find out what happened to Joward during this period.

Joward met Hannibal when he was 17, and Hannibal was arrested when Joward was 22. The FBI initially treated Joe Ward as an accomplice, made him take no less than a hundred psychiatric tests, and almost sent him to a mental hospital together.Later, BAU took over the Hannibal case and applied for witness protection for Joward, which allowed him to come back to New York.

As the most direct witness, the dark gray trench coat gave Batman a lot of clues during Joward's adoption.The world's best detective put the pieces together, Joe Ward's room furnishings, his one-way mirror, the 20-year-old lamb, and his -- his tattoos.

The dark gray trench coat was when Joward met Hannibal and the others when he was 19 years old.The 20-year-old lamb Hannibal was talking about was undoubtedly Joward.

But Joe Ward lived to be 22.

Could it be that the lamb has someone else?still……

Batman packed the dark gray windbreaker and threw it, along with his criminal evidence, at the entrance of the Baltimore police station.

This is his most common and most effective method: no matter what kind of socialite you are, even a highly respected police chief, as long as you commit a felony, you will be thrown at the police station like a dog.When he was forced to be in the public eye, it was very difficult to get away with it through the back door—few people dared to accept bribes from people who were publicly convicted.

He finished his task, set up the automatic capture program for the little bat plane, and waited quietly for himself to change back to the ball form.

Reminiscing about the Gotham bombings is not a pleasant experience.Batman seems to have returned to the time when he stood on a high place and watched the whole Gotham burn.

Gotham is a slowly sinking ship.And he was dragging on the shore with mortal strength, and he refused to let go even if he died.The rough rope firmly cut into his flesh, drawing deeper bloodstains on his already scarred body.

——If you have the guts, come at me.

This idea appeared in his mind countless times, and was erased by the rational and cold side of his character.But that idea came back again and again, and again and again, and every time Gotham sank, it was ripped apart bloody and bloody.

—Come to me.Leave Gotham alone.

Batman's time is 30 minutes.So when he woke up from the Batplane, it was 5 hours later.

Joe Ward would get up before 6 a.m., and he returned to the pet clinic ten minutes before the little doctor woke up.

Everything seemed quiet and peaceful, even the cat, which was particularly owed, was rolled into a ball and slept on the back of the golden retriever.Beside the window in the attic, there is a small orange light, shining a circle of warm light in the dark night of the early morning.

Joe Ward is not in the habit of sleeping with the light on, maybe he forgot to turn it off.

Batball crawled to the switch with a grapple, and accidentally looked up, and saw the small window on the sloping roof of the attic, and the inner lock was open.If someone wants to come in from the roof, just tap it lightly.

It's not that I forgot to turn it off.

Although he was not sure whether he would go back to the base or to the clinic, the little doctor left a small lamp for him.

Batball crawled off the switch and stood by the bed, waiting for his little boy to wake up.Then when he woke up to make the quilt, Batball offered to redeem another 10 minutes.

Joward is very proficient in kissing and hugging Chaoying in the form of a ball, but facing the big bat in the body version, he is still terribly uncomfortable:

"Training, training is very good. I think I should also increase my physical fitness. After all, sometimes I have to cover your retreat..."

Batman cuts him off: "Protect yourself."

Although the prime time for practicing martial arts is childhood, Batman, as a martial arts master proficient in various fighting skills, was already a young man when he entered the League of Assassins.But he learned in the League of Assassins that a person's muscles and bones can be modified and extended to a certain extent, making them more capable in fighting.

Now he looked at the little doctor who had not had time to wear slippers and was standing barefoot on the floor. From the slender hand bones to the ankles, he was subtly silent.

"..." It's okay... At least it's okay to hit a primary school student.

Little Spider just did a C-level task with Joe Ward yesterday. After 40 minutes of body time, it was nearly 7 hours of sleep time. It was a miracle that he could still sleep at night.At this time, there was movement on the bed, and he woke up rubbing his eyes again.

The little doctor seemed to be low and pitiful: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...! Oh no, I can't stand it..."

Little Spider:! !what's the situation!

He immediately stuck his head out of the bed, and at the first sight, he saw a wide black cloak draped over the bed like a tent, enveloping the little doctor.A white calf protruded from the cloak, dangling in the air, with a pitiful feeling of nowhere to rest.

Little Spider: "Chi Chi Chi!!"

When I woke up, I saw that the boss of Zhenglian was bullying the little doctor again!

He climbed onto Batman's head on hands and feet, and pulled out his pointed ears hard, making a creaking noise.Batman shook his head, throwing him off the ground with a plop.

Batman lifted back the obstructive cloak and hung it over his shoulders with one hand, revealing the little doctor who was completely hidden under it.

Joward blushed with pain.One of his legs was held in the hand of the dark knight, and the bones shifted with the force of the opponent's fingers, and his white knees were all red; but he didn't dare to kick Batman down—he didn't kick Batman at all. He didn't move, and the other foot kicked pitifully on the opponent's chest. The severe pain even prevented him from feeling the opponent's chest muscles...

Batman's voice was very cold: "Give me the other foot."

Joe Ward: "Can, can you do it again next time ah ah ah ah it hurts!"

Where did Batman learn some weird recipe?He only knew that his leg, which had been pinched to the bone, no longer resembled him, and fell to the side weakly.

Batman took the time to look at the time, there were 7 minutes left.He wasn't greedy this time, he just wanted to finish adjusting the little doctor's muscles and bones first, and the possibility of his straining in the next training would be much smaller.

The little doctor's bare feet were still weakly kicking his abdominal muscles.The pure black plastron set off the soft, creamy white soles a little bit sexily.

When the bare foot was about to slip below the belt because of the lack of support, Batman squinted and grabbed his ankle like lightning.

Batman: "Lie down with your back on me."

Joward rolled over weakly.He began to imagine that he was a corpse, or something like a salted fish, lying there and being manipulated by others—"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The feeling of the spine being elongated was so terrible that even before Joward didn't notice, physical tears had already welled up in his eyes and fell on the little spider's head.

In a trance, he seemed to hear Batman muttering "I'm crying again", and then he heard the man say, "I'll take off the tattoo."

Joe Ward cried and asked, "Wait, go to what?" The pressure on the spine increased so much that he had to: "Okay, okay, remove anything!"

Batman pressed the little doctor under him with one hand, and pulled down half of his pajama pants with the other.Under the white and tender waist and hips under the black gloves, the swashbuckling characters looked dazzling and vicious. Batman took a bottle of liquid nitrogen from his belt and sprayed it directly.

Joe Ward: ...Mist grass ah ah ah ah ah ah so cold ass!

Liquid nitrogen can kill epidermal tissue to achieve the purpose of tattoo removal, but it is easy to cause blisters and cause scars.But Batman's Doraemon belt did not worry about running out of medicine. After washing the tattoo, he applied a layer of medicine on the wound.

Batman: "... awkward."

Joward immediately dared not move his ass.His spine hurt, his hand bones hurt, his legs hurt, his butt was cold and hurt, and he lay on the bed without love, continuing to be a dead fish.

The little spider grabbed his finger and looked at him with tears in his eyes: Hey, he still doesn't dare to be tough with the bats at the top of the Chaoying food chain, so he can only accompany Xiao Qiao to tide over the difficulties...

Batman's operation was as fierce as a tiger, and Joe Ward almost lay on the bed for a long time before getting up humming.

During this period, Batball, which had finished its dormant time, returned to the base.He intends to discuss the training plan with the US team in detail.

After Joe Ward got up, he was going to make lunch for himself, the little spider and the lightning ball.Both of his legs were trembling, with one hand on his waist and the other covering his buttocks, he tremblingly came down from the attic.

Sleeping until the lightning ball on the butt, still running around the clinic: "Eat~! Eat~! (′▽｀)"

Joward came down the last flight of stairs and looked up to see tin cans sitting in Lego bowls.

Joward: "Mr. Stark, are you coming to lunch with us?"

Tonini: ...that silly boy, he speaks like he's here for a meal.Can't it be to see if you still feel sad after being bullied?

Although he did come to eat.

Then Tonini saw the red eye circles of the little doctor who had obviously cried, the trembling legs that could not be closed together, his hands were still supporting his waist, covering his buttocks, and his buttocks bounced up when it hit the chair, looking like he had been ravaged.

Tony: "..."

As soon as the little spider saw Tonini, he immediately swung down to look for his master: "Mr. Stark! Mr. Batman came this morning, and he suddenly called Little Joe—"

Tonini didn't speak, the steel mask closed with a click, and the palm of his hand spewed out fire, and the whole iron can flew upside down, running high to the stronghold, so fast that it exploded a small sonic boom in the air.

Before the little spider could finish speaking, she stared dumbfounded at the sonic boom cloud: "—tore apart all the bones in Xiao Qiao's body..."

……

Although his whole body ached from being tossed by Batman, after a while, Joe Ward felt more comfortable than ever, and seemed to be able to breathe much more smoothly.

"Don't even raise your height..."

As he thought about it, he tied a small scarf around the necks of Little Spider and Lightning Ball, and served today's lunch on the table—a big plate of hot cheese and shrimp pizza.

He does a lot on purpose.When the little spider and the lightning ball are all eaten, they will put them in a lunch box and take the hamster ball to the base to deliver the meal.

The stronghold is still very dark.But compared to last time, this place has obviously evolved.

The giant screen wall that is almost attached to the ceiling displays the surveillance images of various streets, and scrolls on the side all the police situations in the area; the ball version of the Batplane, Batmobile, and Batmobile are parked in a corner of the stronghold hall, and one side It is a formed workshop—of course it is also a scaled down version, with three sets of golden and red armor arranged in sequence.

"It seems that the biggest advantage of being smaller is that it can save parts."

Joward thought as he carried the food container around the ceiling-to-ceiling pile of materials.

Then he saw the new ball at a glance.

Joe Ward: "..."

The food box in his hand dropped.

Red cape, blue tights, curly hair, always strong and confident smile, classic posture with chest out and hips on hips.

...Global level super idol - Superman!

As soon as the palm-sized Qiuqiu saw him coming, he immediately flew up to his face, opened his small hands and said, "Supie~~~"

Then he bowed in a gentlemanly way: "Supie~"

In the end, it flew closer to half a decimeter, and winked at him, the smile on his face was as warm as a little sun: "Supie?"

Joward stared at him for half a minute, then silently pulled off the row of bat darts tied on the cloak behind his back, then found a tissue, and wiped his dusty face clean.

Qiuqiu Chao raised his face: "Supie (>v<)"

Joward: "... Excuse me... Has anyone here ever fought?"

He asked this question, but he already knew it in his heart: when he first came, Qiuqiuchao was standing between Batball and Tonini, with smoke on his face and darts behind his back; The facial expression has long since become irresistible.

The US team sent him a text message: [It's okay, a little misunderstanding, just resolved it. ]

The lightning ball caught the food box before it hit the ground. At this time, after quickly eating a piece of pizza, he lifted the food box and tried his best to lift it onto the table.

Like Little Spider, he is full of curiosity about Qiuqiuchao.The lightning ball placed the pizza box and bounced on the ground for a long time, trying to grab Qiuqiuchao's cape.

Lightning ball: "@@%!@#%...#...!@#%@!"

Qiuqiu Chao: "Supie~"

Qiuqiuchao has a very good temper, so he quickly lowered a little, and gave him his cloak to grab.As soon as Qiuqiuchao landed, he was immediately surrounded by two curious babies, chattering non-stop.

Joe Ward: ... blah blah.He really wants to talk to Superman Juju...

Tonini and Batball here just had a big fight, and now no one cares about the other, and they are guarding the equipment on one side.Joward waited eagerly for a long time, but didn't find a chance to intervene with Superman, so he took out the toy bowls and plates from the food box, cut some pizza and put it in his hand.

... He suddenly didn't know who to send it to first.

Although the two of them are busy with their own affairs, they somehow feel that they are secretly looking at what is going on with them...

It's like two kindergarten kids who are arguing, insisting on staring at him to coax first.

Joward: "...Captain?"

The American team is simply a flower of sweetness, and immediately ran over with short legs, took the pizza in his hand, and distributed it to two people.

Captain America: "Language~"

He gestured for Joe Ward to sit on the sofa, while he sat in a row with him, with his head down, texting on his small cell phone.

Captain America: [I discussed it with the bat.We can take turns to train you and teach you some technical gymnastics. ]

Joward whispered: "I have no foundation at all, you are all bigwigs, you can't laugh at me..."

After hearing this, Captain America burst out laughing, Doudou's eyes curved into crescent moons.

US team: [Okay, let's find a place to train secretly, so no matter how embarrassing it is, only we can see it. ]

They sat in rows on the sofa, one texting and the other talking.Qiuqiu finally coaxed the two curious babies, and flew over leisurely to see what the US team was posting.

Qiuqiu stretched his head and looked at it for a long time: "Supie..."

Joe Ward: "What did he say?"

The US team laughed again, and at the same time patted Qiuqiu Chao on the shoulder in a friendly manner.

Captain America: [He said that he thought the language invented by the bat was so difficult that it took him a long time to learn it before he could communicate with you. ]

If it weren't for the short hand of Qiuqiu Chao, Joe Ward even wanted to shake hands with him.

Their small team includes the talented Tin Can Can, the American team with quadruple physical intelligence, the super-student little spider, the god-level detective Batball, and the lightning ball with a long-term memory; the ball created by Batball to avoid meme pollution The vocabulary is constantly being updated and increased, and the balls learn it quickly. Only Joe Ward, a mortal who looks up to the big guys, has become the tail of the team.

Although Batball thoughtfully developed a translator for him, it must be considered that the mobile phone is out of battery or lost, and cannot rely too much on tools.

He has a small ball language dictionary and carries it with memorization, but he still hasn't learned to leave the translator completely.Now this earth-level idol, Chaoying, also finds it difficult, and Joe Ward suddenly feels closer to him——

Joe Ward: "Do you want pizza? I made it myself, but I think there may be a little too much cheese, maybe you don't think it suits your taste..."

Qiuqiuchao immediately turned around and flew to the side of the pizza box, grabbing the edge of a piece of pizza with two small hands and pulling it out, ahhh, he sent it to his mouth.

Small flowers appeared around Qiuqiu Chao: "Supie~~ヾ(▽)ノ"

Joward breathed a sigh of relief: "Just like it."

Thinking about it, he took out another can of juice from his schoolbag, inserted the straw, and gave Qiuqiu a drink.

Qiuqiu Chao: "Su...Supie~~~~"

...Why does it look like Da Chao is about to cry?It was his illusion.

He thought that Qiuqiu Chao would stay in the stronghold.

These days, Tonini and Batball seldom leave here. The American team runs on both sides of the stronghold clinic all year round, while Lightning Ball and Little Spider prefer to stick to him, so Joe Ward subconsciously regards the stronghold as a " Where big guys gather."

As a result, when he was packing the food box and preparing to go home, Qiuqiu flew over super-swirly, and followed little flash and little spider into his schoolbag, and stopped moving.

Joward: ?

He opened the schoolbag and closed the lid, and Qiu Qiuchao sat between two children who were excitedly stroking his curly hair: cute.jpg

Joward was flattered: "You, you want to go home with me?"

Qiuqiu Chao: "Su...pie?"

Qiuqiu Chao looked a little flustered.He was afraid that he would appear to be too familiar, so he was invited to eat a slice of pizza and happily followed him home. What if Xiao Qiao was very shy?

But he really wanted to know more about their new friend.

He scrambled and crawled for a few days before leaving the metropolis, and finally found this base camp.His face was dirty, his body was also dirty, he hadn't eaten for several days, he thought he could finally have a good rest, but when he arrived, he saw bats fighting with Iron Man from Avengers...

In order to persuade the fight, Qiuqiu Chao took a shot with his face firmly, and his back and buttocks were covered with bat darts.After turning into a ball, his steel-like defensive power has also dropped, and it still seems to be a little bit painful to catch it with his face...

Qiuqiu Chao: Wronged Baba.jpg

Then this dog-eyed kid not only wiped his face, pulled out the bat dart on his back, but also gave him hot pizza to eat and juice to drink!

Farm Boys are super easy to impress!

Joe Ward looked at Qiuqiu Chao and hesitated for a while, then reluctantly began to crawl out of the small schoolbag, and said softly: "Didn't you come home with me? What's the matter?"

The bat ball over there seemed a little helpless, and interjected: "Because I am Batman."

Qiuqiuchao immediately put himself back between the little spider and the lightning ball: "Supie~~"

Lightning Ball also smiled: "￥%#...@%#@!"

Little Spider was afraid of being robbed of the limelight, so he waved his little hand vigorously: "Chi Chi Chi Chi!"

Joe Ward looked at the three balls crowded in the schoolbag: "..."

...It feels like this day is getting more and more lively...

……

In the two days without missions, the US team and the bat ball almost disabled Joe Ward.

Getting up early for a run is not difficult for Joe Ward.He already has a biological clock, and he automatically wears a mask and goes out for a run without the US team waking him up every day.

But running 6 kilometers at variable speeds every day, skipping rope at high speed for 30 minutes, playing sandbags with a heavy load for 1 hour, and then playing speedball after beating the sandbags, the nature is completely different.

By the way, on the first day of training, he only finished beating sandbags for 20 minutes, and then lay down with salted fish...

Even the biological clock is not working.When he woke up the next morning, his whole body felt as if he was glued to the bed, and when he moved, his whole body hurt.My wrist hurts so much that I can't lift anything, and I can't even type on my phone.

Joward huddled under the covers and thought.Who is going to supervise him today?It seems to be a particularly easy-talking American team...

Pinching the watch at the door of the clinic, the American team who had waited for a long time without seeing anyone climbed onto his pillow: "Language?"

The little doctor huddled under the quilt, with only his eyes and messy hair outside the quilt, pitifully: "I'll just lie down for another 5 minutes... By the way, don't tell Batman please."

Captain America sighed amusedly.Then he waited for another 5 minutes to make sure that this guy was bedridden, and shouted at Qiuqiuchao who was lying in the cat litter, and Qiuqiuchao flew over and wrapped him up and ran away.

Joward who still wanted to pretend to be an ostrich: "..."

Qiuqiu acts like a devil and smiles like an angel: "Supie~"

Joward curled up on the bed like a quail and watched Captain America, and the little spiders lying in his arms sneezed in unison.

Joe Ward looked at him with his blue dog: "Captain... I, my leg hurts... my hand hurts... my head hurts..."

The US team sent a text message with a smile: [Stop being coquettish, you are too lack of exercise.Stick to running today, and then do some soothing exercises. ]

Joe Ward went out for a morning run with two lines of tears.It's still early, and there are no people around the lawn park. Qiuqiu Chao is flying around Joward, raising his fist to cheer him up: "Supie/Supie/"

After 3 kilometers, there was another sprint. Joward took a deep breath of cold air, thinking to himself that he was a corpse that would not hurt, and then closed his eyes and started to sprint.

Qiuqiu Chao: "...Supie!"

A car in front of you sped by.Before Joe Ward could react, he was grabbed by the collar and lifted up, his feet almost two centimeters off the ground.

... Big, super, and strong.

Joward was dumbfounded.

Joe Ward knew that Superman was omnipotent, but he didn't know that even if he became a weakened ball, his strength was still much greater than others.And his hot eyesight has not been deprived, and last night he was warming up the milk for him...

And his man of steel.Joward has personal experience of this. Last night, Qiuqiuchao didn’t know why he stood in a daze at the top of the stairs. When Joward went downstairs, he didn’t pay attention to his feet and kicked him——

... The ball was absolutely motionless, and Joe Ward felt like he had kicked a small steel plate.

Joward's toe hurt so badly that he staggered and flew out of the stairs. It was still Qiuqiu Chao who lifted him smoothly onto the sofa.

Maybe taking the little ball out to do the task, he can solve everything without even recovering his body?

……

The first opportunity to do a mission with the ball, came soon.

Two days later, he dragged his severely disabled body to complete a B-level task with a basic reward of 200 points.After the system settled the extra rewards for him, the reward points in his hand officially broke through the 2327 mark: [-].

In his task list, A-level tasks began to appear.

System: "The host novice protection period has expired. During the mission, the coordinates of the host will be open to all other hosts. Please play carefully to avoid being killed by other hosts."

Joe Ward: "...So it's the end of the novice period?"

System: "The function of the host [teammate display] has been upgraded to a 100-meter visual range. The function of the host [telepathy] has been upgraded, and the sensing method of [large-area contact] has been added."

From D-level to B-level, the task modules in the task list are all in black on a white background, while the A-level tasks are in red on a black background. The information revealed in the A-level task is the same as before, which is also the task name + task difficulty + reward points, but there is one more "simultaneous number of people" than the BCD task.

Joward looked at the reward points first.

As he guessed, the basic reward points for A-level missions are all above 1000, not to mention that there may be hidden achievement rewards that are more generous than B-level missions.But for the two new A-levels in the current list, one reward point is "2341" and the other is "1823".

"Strange, didn't the system always give integers to the points before?"

Although the rules are set by the system, it gives as much as it likes, but Joe Ward still feels a bit inconsistent.

He looked at the reward points for a while, and then looked at his total remaining points, and an uncomfortable thought inexplicably popped up in his heart.

Joward: "System, I have a question."

System: "Host please tell me."

Joward: "Where will my 2000 points go if I accidentally die during the mission?"

System: "The host who died within the task time, if the death method is killed by the task target, all remaining points of the host will be cleared, but [-]% will be returned to the task itself. The current A-level tasks that the host can see , itself is a C-level or B-level task, because the task target has killed too many people, it was promoted to an A-level task by the system."

That would make sense. The reason why the reward points for A-level missions seem to be uneven is because people who die in the mission will return all the points, and hosts like them, who have made it step by step from D-level missions, mostly have points like Joward's now. The remaining "2327" also has a mantissa.

While he was communicating with the system, the two A-level tasks on the list switched positions.The A-level task with the original reward point of "1823" was ranked first, and the reward point became "2201".

Someone died in this mission just now, right?

After a while, the number of points for this task changed to "2520", and the number of people performing the task at the same time changed from the original "5" to "3".

Joward's expression became serious.

He looked at the name of the mission, it was very short, and there was no additional information, only "SCP173" with the same number.

According to the thinking habits of a normal person, he should take on the task with the lower number of points first.After all, no one knows how to play A-level missions. As a test, it is always safest to start simple.

——But Joward felt that when he got the stronghold for everyone to discuss, the answer probably wouldn't be this.

Just like every time before accepting a mission, Joe Ward sat with 6 small balls, facing the screen wall in the stronghold.On the screen wall at this moment is a list of tasks.

Two A-level missions are still on the list, but now, the reward points for the mission named "SCP173" soared to "3492" points.Another A-level mission has just been completed and disappeared, and is now replaced by a new A-level mission that rewards 1429 points.

Batball didn't speak, and the smile of the little sun in Qiuqiu Chao disappeared: "Is there something in this more dangerous mission that keeps killing people?"

Tonini: "Listen to Xiao Qiao's explanation, it's probably like this." He sighed, "Okay, I know what you want to say."

Qiuqiuchao flew around above the stronghold hall.The atmosphere became a little dull. The youngest little spider sat on Joward's lap, not daring to intervene in the meeting of the big brothers, but gnawing his hands uneasily.

US team: "Let's vote. Which one to pick up first?"

Batball: "Wait a minute."

Joe Ward knew what they were struggling with.Whether it is the Zhenglian or the Avengers, as superheroes, they rushed to the most dangerous front without hesitation, and protecting all those who can be protected has long been part of their blood.There's some kind of threat in the world these days, killing people with such frequency that they feel obliged to deal with it as quickly as possible, whether it's for a mission or not.

But here comes the contradiction.

Taking on a task with such a high amount of points means that the price of failure will be even more severe.Now Joward's points are only over 2000. A failed A-level task will deduct all the points they have worked so hard to save up to now, or even become a negative number; but if they don't accept the task, they will not be able to get relevant information. The source of the target cannot be found.

Not to mention they had to keep Joward safe—

And their little Joe is just an ordinary boy who happened to meet these things.If it was in the past, no matter how sophisticated his protective equipment was, it would be impossible for the superheroes to allow such an ordinary person to go to the battlefield with them.

It is the rationality of mortals, which is struggling with their sense of responsibility beyond mortals.

Joward couldn't help but said: "Actually, I think we can try it."

He opened the task list, and there was a map-like icon in the lower left corner, showing the map within 1000 meters of Joward.

"During the mission, I am visible to other hosts, and I can also see the location of other hosts. No matter how dangerous the A-level mission of SCP173 is, as long as this mission is still dead, I guess we will do it sooner or later. It's just that the timing is not right now. Well, the time is too tight, we still don't know how different the judgment method of A-level tasks will be from B-level tasks."

"Since we only lack the understanding of A-level missions, maybe we can accept this mission first, and then ask other hosts? This will prevent more people from dying in this mission."

When he said the first half, everyone was still listening intently, but when he said the last two sentences, Tonini couldn't help typing and interrupted him: [Silly baby, how do you ask?Especially when other hosts may have a hostile relationship with us.We don't have Wonder Woman's lasso of mantra now, let bats go and break people's legs one by one? ]

Joward: "Maybe it's not too difficult... Doesn't the system have a function called telepathy?"

The balls all stared at him as if they were frozen, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Batball: [Have you tried this function. ]

Joe