Game of Destiny: This player is different

Five people sat in a circle around the fire.

The crackling flames made the food in the pan gurgle.

Although it was just the simplest compressed biscuit paste, the aroma was very tempting.

It was like working all night in an Internet cafe and smelling the braised beef noodles next door.

The MSG spices were heated by hot water and rushed into the nasal cavity.

The delicious memories stored in the brain were evoked, the cerebral cortex was stimulated, and the body was sent a message of "hungry and want to eat".

Leng Daidai sniffed his nose and his stomach growled.

"Brother Qin, is this an extraordinary prop?"

Brother Cherry looked at the pan with curiosity.

It was a weapon to fight evil spirits in the last second, and it became a utensil for cooking food in the next second.

It really felt magical.

"I got it from a treasure chest. Isn't that amazing?"

Qin Nuo shook the biscuit paste that was almost cooked into porridge, took out a few pairs of disposable bowls and chopsticks from his backpack, and distributed them to everyone.

"You even brought bowls and chopsticks?"

Jian Ge was surprised.

Did this guy read the mission briefing in advance?

Players' backpacks can hold up to 20 items, and what to put in each slot must be carefully calculated.

For tasks that take a long time, players will carry emergency food, water and other necessary resources.

But like Qin Nuo, even bowls and chopsticks are brought... It's really rare.

"The King of Hell will not send hungry soldiers."

Qin Nuo casually said: "I also brought oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and sugar.

If we can catch wild game or something, it won't be a problem to have a small outdoor hot pot.

And boys who can cook are a plus.

When the task is settled, the system may give me more evaluation points because I helped my teammates solve the problem of food and clothing."

"Uh... maybe."

Cherry replied vaguely.

Lift the motorcycle helmet half an inch, reveal the chin, and pour porridge into the mouth.

The system has never given a detailed standard for the settlement method of task evaluation.

No one knows how to calculate it specifically.

But one thing is certain.

Giving help to teammates in teamwork tasks is indeed a plus point.

A pot of porridge was quickly finished.

It's not much, but at least it makes the stomach less hungry.

There was a small episode when drinking.

Leng Daidai and others stared at Qin Nuo intentionally or unintentionally.

Want to see how this guy wearing a beautiful sheep mask drinks porridge.

Take off the mask and reveal the true face of Mount Lushan.

Or learn from Cherry, holding the lute half-covered.

As a result, both are wrong.

Qin Nuo also wore a tactical headgear under the mask (the kind with three holes, revealing the eyes and mouth).

There is no chance for others to see his appearance at all...

There are still a few hours before dawn.

I dare not sleep.

It has not been an hour since the attack of the ghost forest and the ghost hand. Who can guarantee whether they have really given up or are lurking in secret, waiting for the opportunity to launch a sneak attack?

The five people sat around the fire, chatting to kill time.

"Fat brother, is your knife really effective against evil spirits? It was not very effective during the fight just now."

Qin Nuo had nothing to do, so he brought up a topic.

"Why is it ineffective? Which of the ghost trees I cut down didn't scream?

Only the ghost hand is a bit troublesome. If it is in a complete shape and has a head, it will definitely not be able to withstand my knife."

"So your weapon is most effective when it cuts the head?"

Cherry was stunned for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.

Qin Nuo took note, then looked at Leng Daidai: "Sister, when we were running away at the end, I saw you put yourself in a certain state, super fast, like a crow on an airplane."

"That can only be used by myself."

"Oh, what a pity."

Qin Nuo sighed fakely, then he looked at the silent Hanlin Zimo.

Both sides were silent for a while.

Perhaps unable to withstand the strong sense of oppression from Mei Yangyang's direct gaze, the 704th Bureau agent said concisely: "I am good at defense, lack of offensive means, and I don't hide my shortcomings."

After that, he continued to count ants.

Finally, Qin Nuo glanced at the sentry Sad Arrow.

Smacking his lips, he looked away.

Huh?

(Sad Arrow: You asked everyone, why did you only omit me? Although it's not an important matter, it makes me look very low.)

Qin Nuo ignored the gaze of Jian Ge and picked up a piece of firewood and stuffed it into the fire to prevent the fire from going out.

Then he smiled mysteriously, rummaged in the pocket of his red cloud cloak, and took out a deck of cards.

"Do the Landlord? One game coin a piece."

"..."

Hey, hey, hey, are you here to do a mission or to go on an outing? Why did you bring cards with you?

The corners of Jian Ge's eyes twitched wildly, and he thought to himself, where is the sense of crisis and tension?Unexpectedly, Cherry and Leng Daidai moved their butts naturally and gathered in a T shape.

Especially Leng Daidai, the cute girl, who was skilled in shuffling and cutting cards, and she played a lot.

"One point for a game coin, how about the plane and bomb?"

Cherry rubbed her hands, and her eyes flashed with anticipation.

"The plane is 10 game coins, the same for the bomb, double the explosion."

Are you really here to do the mission?

The sad arrows and the face were painful.

Look at the expressions of several people, they are more serious than when they fought with ghosts before.

Will they get jealous in the end and take out their weapons to fight?

Fortunately, the card game was carried out in a relatively harmonious atmosphere.

Players above LV5 basically have four-digit game coins in their pockets.

Not to mention Leng Daidai, the little rich woman, who doesn't care about the bets of a hundred or so points.

One game coin for a card? Ten points is fine.

As a card king who can overcome all obstacles in the Golden Olive Community where the elderly are rampant, Qin Nuo is very good at card skills and tricks. After a few rounds, under his deliberate control, everyone won and lost. Of course, Qin Nuo made a small profit, and the other two lost slightly. Hanlin Zimo, who had been counting ants during the period, also moved his seat to the side and watched strongly. This made Jian Ge roll his eyes. What about the quality of being a formal operator of the 704th Bureau? He was actually attracted by a small game of Landlord. But no one paid attention to him, so he had to take out a copy of "Manga Line" to relieve his mood. (This magazine is the Chinese translation of Weekly Shonen JUMP. In addition to publishing popular works of Shueisha, it also serializes many local comics in China) The great physicist Einstein said. Sitting by the stove for an hour feels like only 5 minutes, because when you are happy, you will feel that time passes quickly. On the other hand, it only took 5 minutes to sit by the stove, but it felt like an hour, because time feels long in agony.

The originally boring wait passed quickly in the Landlord and comic books.

When the first cock crowed in the village, the night in the sky began to dissipate.

A touch of white slowly rose where the sky and the earth met.

"Bombs, planes."

Qin Nuo calmly threw all the cards on the ground in the middle, ending the last round.

After agreeing with Cherry and Leng Daidai to complete the task and transfer the money to friends, he stepped on the fire, cleaned up quickly, and destroyed the bodies.

The others also helped to clean up and cover up the traces of staying overnight.