Chapter 7: Triggering Special Quests

Wang Bo looked helpless, he was cheated by the system this time.

Out of desperation, I had to ask the system for help.

"The system is big, I was wrong, please let go, please rescue!"

"Host, this system really doesn't know what to say about you, IQ is worried! ”

Wang Bo immediately silently thought about the space of the recycling system in his heart, and the piece of in his hand disappeared immediately.

However, there is still no way to get rid of the stench that remains in the hand, so ask the system.

Knowing that it would take three hours, the smell would be small, so I had no choice but to open the window of the rental house, turn the fan to the maximum, and blow it vigorously to prevent the air from circulating, and the room would always stink.

This made the passers-by suffer, and they began to scold their mothers every minute.

"Damn, I'm cooking, Zhen Nima is disgusting!"

"Paralysis, which one pulled the into the room?"

"Damn! You're not human, you actually put poison and use chemical weapons!"

"Spicy next door! Labor and management will not take this road in the future, why can you collect poison gas for labor and management?"

Wang Bo was speechless for a while, pretending not to hear.

I am also a victim, and I am also a victim of the system, so why kill each other?

Of course, I am a direct person, and passers-by are indirectly pitted by myself!

Wang Bocai didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this, after all, this was his rented place, and he would continue to sleep here at night!

If you don't deal with it in time, you won't be able to stay at all.

Wang Bo, who didn't even eat breakfast, pitifully wrapped a wet towel around his nostrils as a gas mask.

As for the fact that his hands were ruthlessly using disinfectant, dish soap, laundry detergent, perfume, toilet water, alcohol, etc., to no avail, he gave up resistance, and could only let his hands not touch indiscriminately, simply wrapped in a layer of newspaper, and lay on the bed in a strange posture as far away from himself as possible.

When I woke up from sleep again, it was already evening, and the day was pitted like this.

Wang Bo wanted to cry without tears ( ́; (;'), touch your stomach and hurry out to eat, it's really uncomfortable to be hungry for a day!

In a small noodle restaurant nearby, I ate a big bowl of oily noodles, and then went out for a walk for two streets, but I still didn't encounter the situation, and the task was still not completed for the time being.

I had to say a few words to the system, rest early, plan to go out the next day, and look for opportunities again, the most important thing is to find a job quickly!

Otherwise, when will Cao Xuan's arrears be returned.

It's about your own face, and as a macho, you can't kill unless your life is at stake. Well, it's to die to save face and suffer sin!

The next day, Wang Bo didn't go wrong, got up early, came to the nearby breakfast stall, ate an egg pancake, and then had a bowl of hot oil tea! Tofu brain or something is too expensive, it costs three yuan, oil tea is more affordable than one piece, and the price of two yuan for pancakes is just right!

If you eat yourself for three dollars, why do you have to spend five or six dollars and still can't eat enough. Funds are tight, before you get a job, you still have to be careful with your budget, and saving is king!

Had breakfast until noon. Wang Bo ran six streets and asked eight companies, but all of them were unsuccessful for various reasons.

It's either that the personnel are all available, or the clerkship is not enough, or the remuneration is too low, and there is an aunt who recruits a male Xiaomi, not a staff.

Frightened, Wang Bo ran away quickly, this is really a terrible thing!

The main reason is that although the aunt is rich, this appearance is completely pirated like a flower, not to mention the blood basin, as a female male hormone secretion is too much, and there is a circle of stubble, it is really unappetizing!

As a result, there was a little white face, who happily agreed after Wang Bo.

In the words of the little white face, some people eat by their ability, and some people rely on their looks, and he is the latter, so there is no grievance, and he can struggle for several years!

Wang Bo could only despise in his heart, secretly scolding shameless, male thieves and female prostitutes.

After lunch, Wang Bo went all the way west, walked past several recruitment companies, and arrived near a hospital.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Wang Bo planned to find a place to rest.

This paralyzing weather is too hot. There are a lot fewer people on the street, scattered and scattered, either delivering takeaways, couriers, or water deliveries.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding!! within 500 meters of the host, a special patient was found!Special mission released: Please use the 18 palms of the face to treat the patient!The one-time skill of 18 palms of the face has been transmitted, please accept it! Tips: Please find this person as soon as possible and complete the special task! Once missed, it will not be triggered twice! There will be a mysterious special reward, and there is no failure penalty!

"Ahh Whether you finish the CD or not, you have to give it a try!"

was in a dull mood, with an indifferent expression of life and death.

I was so excited, this is really good news!

Wang Bo got up from the recliner and looked around. Suddenly, a middle-aged man wrapped in a black cloth was found walking out of the hospital, and this person was very suspicious.

On such a hot day, wearing a swimsuit, ordinary people would feel hot, but this person is wrapped in a thick black cloth, which definitely looks weird.

Maybe it's Wang Bo's luck, the blind cat meets the dead mouse, and this person happens to be the trigger of the special task!

Wang Bo looked at the task requirements and props, and it turned out to be a slap in the face with eighteen palms, what kind of medical skill is this?

The system explained that this was a miraculous healing technique from a celestial master, specializing in the treatment of supernatural diseases.

I see, Wang Bo roughly guessed some situations, no wonder this person is like this.

The black cloth wraps the whole body, which should be afraid of light.

But it's really inappropriate to go up so rashly, and then slap your face with eighteen palms! And at the entrance of the hospital, it's hard to start with monitoring!

"Well, system, do you have any good ideas?"

"Host, please recharge your IQ in time, have you forgotten the newbie gift package?"

"yes! I didn't think of it, take out the strange doctor suit!"

Looking around and finding that no one was paying attention, Wang Bo quickly put his robe on his body, put on a mask and gloves, and walked towards the strange middle-aged man.

"Hello! Your illness can't be cured in the hospital!"

"How do you know?"

Strange illness middle-aged surprised.

"It doesn't matter how I know, but I can cure your disease!"

"What? really, you don't lie to me!"

"It can be cured now, but you still have to endure the slightest pain. ”

"Of course, I'm dying of this disease!"

"Then you remove the black cloth that is wrapped!"

"This can't be done, after taking it, my skin is like a fire, it's too painful!"

"And how can I trust what you say?"

"You can choose not to believe it, and of course no one cares about your illness?"

"I ...... I ......"

"What are you hesitating about? Do you want to be cured?"

"Of course, I think about it in my dreams! You don't know how much I have been sinned against this disease!"

"Then don't grind, be patient, and remove the black cloth!"

The strange middle-aged man trembled his hands, tore off the black cloth wrapped around his body, and let out a miserable cry.

"Ahh