Tears of the White Fox 1

"Welcome back, the task begins to be evaluated and settled."

"Main task: Find the answer and complete evaluation B

Sub-task: Survive to complete Assessment C

Earn 4 points that can be distributed freely

The task was detected to be completed across 149 levels, and the number of spans was 3

The total number of points is awarded tripled

Earn 12 points that can be freely distributed. ”

"Gain 1 additional Intelligence, 1 Force, 2 Constitution, 3 Spirit"

Mu Qingmao, who was in the dark, heard the same mechanical sound in his head as always, and then the surrounding darkness was peeling off piece by piece, yes, it was like a puzzle piece by piece.

Behind the peeling off was the familiar pure white space, and then I felt the presence of my smoky body, and then I really realized-

I, not obliterated.

Although it is said that it is very difficult to survive by looking at the data, it is good that I did not kill myself before.

Mu Qingmao breathed a sigh of relief, the rest of his life after death was really very rich, even if it was only barely completed.

"Spirit plus 2, force plus 10"

"Done

Name: Mu Qingmao

Ref: 149 (non-changeable)

Gender: None (random change)

Appearance: 0/100

Constitution: 14/100

Brawn: 11/100

Intelligence: 19/100

Spirit: 10/100

Charm: 0/100

Credits: 50"

"Is 149 resting, or is it going to continue the mission?"

"Rest, what's the matter with the system, what B-level world threw me into."

Mu Qingmao couldn't stare and could only sway the smoke to express his dissatisfaction, it was too dangerous, and he almost died several times, ...... In the end, he died.

"No. 149 has no authority, whether to start the mission or not."

"Don't turn it on!" Gritted teeth...... Eh, Mu Qingmao has no teeth. Drifting around the body hard, although the data is much better than the first pile of zeros, but just a little intelligence and physique and 0 force will throw people to the end! Still in the zombie horde!

"Is 149 going on a mission?"

No more...... I'm completely angry with the cow playing the piano.

Mu Qingmao said that he gave up, and he didn't know why he could calm down inexplicably in this white space, and all negative emotions would slowly disappear.

"Let's start the mission."

Zhang Lai, who accepted his fate...... Smoke, welcome the arrival of suction.

"The official mission begins."

……

"Shhh

Mu Qingmao had just woken up, and while feeling the pain of soul decomposition that had been four times, his face was actually hot and painful, although it was not as good as the pain of his soul...... It's an extremely bad feeling, and nothing good happens every time.

Finally survived the painful period, Mu Qingmao sat up and looked at the dilapidated furniture around him, as well as the grass roof above his head, or the first time he saw a real thatched house, sure it would not leak rain?

Shaking his head, he felt that there was no movement nearby, so he hurried to receive the plot memory:

"This time, the host is a white fox, no name, the little fox grew up on the demon mountain but wants to leave every day to see the outside world, after many efforts she succeeded.

On the first day out of the mountain, I was unlucky to meet a cute little monk, fortunately, the little fox has never killed, so the little monk was very friendly to tell her about the life under the mountain, the ignorant little fox followed the monk for a few years, the little monk was going to leave and return to the Zhenguo Temple, where the existence of demons was absolutely not allowed, so before leaving, the little monk said: When you have the kindness of your lover, I will come back to you.

The little fox looked at the little monk and disappeared, and embarked on the journey again, this time she met an elegant-looking man, and was picked up, the man was called Confucian, and watched Confucianism read poetry every day, watched him smile and give himself the best meat for the meal, and stroked his head every day and spoke softly, although he was poor, the little fox felt that she had found her lover's heart.

So the little fox turned into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl with bright teeth and bright eyes in advance, and Confucius was very frightened at first, but then he didn't know why he began to treat the little fox gently again, and even told the little fox his love after a year, although he didn't understand that the little fox still stayed by his side with a smile.

The good times don't last long, and the Confucian students entered Beijing to catch up with the top prize in the exam, the little fox is waiting every day, it's really a bloody plot, the little fox is waiting for a Taoist priest and a large number of officers and soldiers, their blades stabbed her body, the Taoist priest's spell made the little fox very painful, and they ruined the little fox's face.

The little fox cried and tried for Confucius to save her, but the men did not kill her and threw her into a thatched hut.

Two days passed

When Confucius returned to his hometown, he saw the little fox who was dying in the thatched hut and became the prototype, and saw the Taoist officers and soldiers who were surrounding him, and shed tears...... She was skinned with his own hands, and then a knife was inserted into her heart.

Transform in advance, the little fox is very weak and can't resist.

The little fox didn't understand, the little monk said that as long as he was friendly to people, people would be friendly, as long as he had the heart to fall in love with people, he would come to her, and in the pain of life and death on his face, she thought about the little monk. ”

"Main Mission: Find the Little Monk Secondary Mission: Repay the Blood Debt, and the failure of the main mission will be wiped out."

Mu Qingmao looked up at the sky at this time, why are all the tasks so miserable, this Confucian scumbag, a proper scumbag, is not the current situation...... Already disfigured.

Touching the stinging pain of the face, the feeling is simply unbearable, the hands are covered with their own blood, the good thing is that it should not be two days, the host has not lost too much blood and become a prototype.

But knowing that someone is going to skin themselves, it is mentally retarded who does not run quickly!

……

Mu Qingmao wanted to cry, a burst of pain in his body and then felt that his body was rapidly becoming smaller, and his fluffy little paws were still stretched out in a daze to keep the appearance of wanting to touch his face, just finished speaking, am I a crow's mouth! I didn't say anything.

But it has become a little fox, and the good news is that the face is not so painful, as if there is a small energy actively penetrating into the face, and the bad news is...... Becoming a prototype Confucian will come to skin himself at any time!

Let's see where you can escape from this thatched hut!

Mu Qingmao struggled to adapt to the four-pawed way of walking, trembling like a newborn fawn, and his dark eyes quickly swept over the unobstructed room, with only a wardrobe, a bed, and a small table in the middle, and nothing else.

But......

Mu Qingmao noticed that there was a little light under the dark bed, it was a small ventilation hole, this room didn't know why there were only doors and no windows, so there were occasionally small holes in the wall to help the inflow of fresh air, of course, it was blocked in winter.

Trembling his little paws, he walked softly under the bed, and his eyes looked through the small hole to see that there was no surroundment here, it seemed that the only exit was enclosed, and he didn't know that there was a small hidden air vent.

I tried to stretch out my claws to see if I could dig around, but although it was a mud wall, it was still very hard, and the claws only scratched a little bit of mud around with a faint pain.

Mu Qingmao was ruthless, stretched out his little claws and dug hard, as long as it was bigger, as long as it was bigger, he could escape!

The pink pads were worn out, the nails were messed up, and the feeling was about to fall off if I tried harder, and the red blood slowly seeped into the white fur......