It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The first time I saw a big gun, I was in trouble.

"Ding! The task drift bottle has been received.

The task has been automatically accepted: Midnight Radio.

Drift bottle task: Midnight Radio.

Task difficulty: ★★☆☆☆.

Task evaluation: Too lazy to evaluate, the idiot lying on your shoulder and mumbling to you is your target, kill it, the weird world does not need idiots.

Task time limit: None."

A pop-up window suddenly popped up on the phone, Wu Wen looked down and laughed at himself.

Damn it, lying on the shoulder of the sect master and telling him ghost stories, you have to be the one to say it!

You are so naughty!

Wu Wen looked at the ghost on his shoulder who ignored his gaze and continued to tell his horror story, and laughed so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.

"This time, the protagonist of our story is called Da Zhuang, and Da Zhuang..."

The chattering electronic broadcast sounded in Wu Wen's ears. Wu Wen saw this guy open his mouth to speak, and then the words came out through the mobile phone, so that he believed that the words were actually coming from the radio in the mobile phone.

Wu Wen couldn't hold it anymore.

"I'm your mother!" Wu Wen stretched out his hand and grabbed the head on his shoulder, then suddenly pulled him up from his back with force.

Hundreds of dense scarlet blood lines suddenly expanded from the spine behind Wu Wen, evenly distributed on both sides of the back of the body, like open scarlet wings, looking weird and beautiful.

"Bang!" With the sudden contraction of the blood line, the ghost that was held by Wu Wen by the neck and lifted in the air was completely entangled by the dense scarlet blood line, and then the whole body was wrapped in it.

The blood line broke through the ghost's skin and pierced into its body.

In the eyes of the other pseudo-masters, the resentful ghost was the top ghost, and was quickly sucked by the scarlet blood line on Wu Wen without any ability to fight back.

The shrill screams replaced the electronic sound and screamed continuously. Da Zhuang was no longer strong, because today it was Da Zhuang.

However, the screams still came from the mobile phone, and even when Wu Wen pressed the volume button, it actually reduced the sound according to the settings of the mobile phone.

"What a fool!" Wu Wen was really convinced now.

The pale fog filled the city, causing some fear to the people who found it.

Last time, the area near the outskirts of Pu Yu City was filled with white fog, and then a team of paper people and paper sedan chairs floated out of the white fog.

So will the white fog this time still be the trick of ghosts? As ordinary people, they can only suspect secretly.

But as the leader of the sect, Wu Wen can only suspect secretly.

The dense scarlet blood lines slowly shrank back into his spine behind him, and a strong resentment had swept through his whole body, and he could even clearly feel the improvement of his physical strength.

But with the resentment entering his body, the tingling sensation in his brain became more intense, and even made his expression a little hideous.

Wu Wen rubbed his temples and stroked his head back and forth with both hands, trying to calm the pain that almost penetrated into his bones, but it was of no use at all.

In just a short moment, Wu Wen was sweating profusely from the pain, but now his body had no sweat to dissipate, and he could only emit a faint resentment like black mist from his pores, which made him look even weirder.

"Fuck!" Wu Wen cursed in pain and punched his head twice with both hands.

Fortunately, as the resentment in his body was slowly absorbed and dissipated, the pain in his head gradually eased, and finally returned to the previous numb feeling.

Wu Wen's face was particularly gloomy. He took a deep breath and then sat on the edge of the eaves.

Because of the pain in his brain, he no longer had any thoughts about other things, but was very upset.

Originally, I thought that this pseudo-door should be of no use to me, after all, the weird door refused to recognize their status.

But now it seems that I have been affected a little, especially after absorbing a lot of resentment just now.

Becoming the master of the door means that the body has stood in front of the door, this is what the last master of the door said. Therefore, absorbing resentment by oneself is equivalent to bearing the impact of the resentment in the door from behind, while bearing the impact of the resentment absorbed by oneself in front of oneself, which is why there is such a strong

reaction.

"It seems that I should use this ability less in the future." Wu Wen's face was particularly pale. After the resentment just now, his body seemed to be even colder. If it was just the room temperature before, it was now a few degrees lower, and even felt a little cold to the touch.

This made him think of what the previous sect master said to him.

'You are the same as Su Yan! Your sect is too strong, so even if you don't have other sects, even if your own sect is opened, your body can't bear it! So your body will die, so that it can withstand more resentment! '

So, is what he said true?

Wu Wen breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed his inner worries.

Why bother so much! Live if you can, die if you can't! Fuck!

"Wuhu!!!"

Wu Wen deceived himself and made his mental state much better.

In fact, ordinary people will have this kind of mentality. When they have no money to see a doctor, no money to get married, no money to buy a house, etc., they will have this kind of mentality of giving up, so he is very normal at this time.

It is just a helpless behavior of helpless people.

But it must be said that the effect is particularly significant.

At least he now has the leisure to observe the environment downstairs.

It is almost five o'clock now, but the sky is still dark.

The white fog downstairs is even thicker, even standing on the roof now, it is not very far away, and even looking directly downstairs can only see the general situation.

I don’t know if it is because the last time the white fog in the city center scared the person in charge of the police station.

Anyway, as the white fog becomes thicker, there are obviously more police cars with flashing lights on the road.

A police car is driving slowly on the street downstairs with flashing lights, as if it is inspecting. However, the bright police lights penetrate the white fog, which makes everyone who was a little frightened just now breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at other streets, there are also policemen, but these police cars will only patrol the roads with more traffic, which seems to be to appease the fear of the people.

"It seems that they have really studied the corresponding countermeasures." Wu Wen's mouth curled up a smile.

"But this world is indeed changing a little fast." Wu Wen muttered to himself as he looked down.

Before he came into contact with the game, he had lived in this world for more than 20 years and had never seen a ghost. After he came into contact with the game, the number of ghosts also increased slowly with the progress of his mission.

Even the people in daily life have begun to be affected.

So, are these ghosts released because of him?

Wu Wen has no answer, and the game will not tell him, but he basically knows it in his mind.

"Ding!" The phone made a clear sound.

"Drifting Bottle Mission: Midnight Radio.

Mission Difficulty: ★★☆☆☆.

Mission Completion Rating: D (50 Ghost Coins)

Subsidiary Rating: No rating for idiots, the rating should not be too high."

"Tsk!" Wu Wen sneered, and the expression on his face gradually became playful.