Liu Xu didn't know when he would be able to start attacking the title, but he knew that he would soon face actual combat.

Although Liu Xu himself hopes to live an ordinary life, he will never be involved in any fighting, killing, and killing. However, as long as you join the Writers' Association, the tasks assigned by the Writers' Association cannot be escaped.

On the 7th day after joining the Writers' Association, the task assigned by the first Writers' Association has already been completed. Along with it, there is also a detailed mission card.

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Task number: Wenyuan Jingqing No. 312101207Q

Quest Member: Primordial Heavenly King

Author Grade: Newcomer Author

Mission start time: 6 a.m. on October 12, Wenyuan 312

Task meeting place: East gate of Jingqing City, as well as the war readiness hall of the association

Total number of missions: 8 people

Mission Captain: Level 3 author Zhang Ye Yucan

Task members: second-level author Yisleeve Qingfeng, second-level author Liangyu Banxia, second-level author Moyu, first-level author Wu Qingzheng, first-level author Jin'an Demon Immortal, first-level author Nightmare Red Moon, newcomer author Yi Zhou, newcomer author Yuan Shi Tianwang.

Objective: Clean up the Wenyuan Jingqing 312101207 World Reflection Incident.

Mission Overview: The reconnaissance team reported that in the northeast of Jingqing City, in the area of world coordinates x3245 and Y1025, the world reflection incident was discovered, and the level of the incident was preliminarily judged to be G-level, so a temporary contracted author team was sent to clean up.

Destroy all the Otherworldly Reflection Spirits in this Reflection Event, and at the same time completely stitch up the dimensional gap to completely clean up this Reflection Event!

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After receiving the notice of this mission, Liu Xu didn't sleep well all night. Unlike many novels, the protagonist who can immediately adapt to the rhythm of the whole world as soon as he arrives in another world, and at the same time becomes stronger and stronger, and even longs to fight.

Liu Xu, a doctor of history, is still full of fear of fighting in his bones, otherwise he wouldn't just want to live an ordinary life.

But Liu Xu also knows that since the world is always facing the threat of reflection, and he doesn't want to live the life of a migrant worker and wants to enjoy high-quality living conditions, he must pay a price for it.

So this night, although Liu Xu didn't fall asleep in fear, he was not completely afraid, but frantically learned a lot of knowledge and skills related to combat, and at the same time constantly checked the various necessary equipment for combat and survival required on the combat list provided by the Writers' Association.

As a result, when Liu Xu was about to leave the library at 5 o'clock in the morning and set off for the battle, he was still carrying a backpack weighing about 40 kilograms.

"The list of combat items given to you by the Writers' Association is garbage, and this 40-kilogram backpack will make you directly crushed by the weight before you reach the battlefield!" Liu Xu said in a leisurely voice behind him, Liu Xu looked at it, and it turned out that the curator didn't know when he would appear behind him.

"But the Writers' Association and the Internet all say that these things are necessary in combat, such as the respirator used when falling into the water, the water quality filter used when trapped in the wild, etc., are all life-saving things at critical times." Liu Xu whispered.

"I'd love for you to take everything with you so they don't have to be responsible, but is that possible?" The curator snorted coldly and said, "I'll tell you as an old author with decades of combat experience that nothing on the battlefield can save your life more than a strong defense and long legs that run fast enough." ”

"So you only need to wear an all-round defensive robe that can resist physical attacks such as swords, as well as an all-round defensive robe that can also convert the power of reading in your body into a shield, and put about two kilograms in your backpack, enough to eat 10 days of concentrated nutrient solution, and a set of first-aid medicines, and you don't need to bring anything else."

"When you are in actual combat, you will find that no matter how many materials you have, you are not as good as a pair of fast legs that can save your life!"

"Good!" Liu Xu was very obedient and threw away everything except what the curator said, leaving only food, all-round defense robes and medicines.

And losing these things, especially feeling like you can at least double your running speed.

"Don't be too scared!" The curator said, "You are a newcomer, it is impossible for the Writers Association to assign you any tricky tasks, at most it is a G-level reflection event, and the reflection spirit that appears will not exceed the third level at most, these opponents are handed over to the veterans in the team to deal with, and all you have to do is some corner work." As long as you listen to those veterans, and don't go to the heroic side, then it's not a big problem to survive. ”

"The survival rate of newcomers over the years has been above 90%, which is much stronger than when we were back then!" The curator said lightly, but Liu Xu was terrified when he heard it.

The survival rate is above 90%, which means that there is a 10% chance that you will die heroically!

"Curator, I'll go first!" Liu Xu swallowed his saliva and was about to step forward.

"Wait!" The curator suddenly stopped Liu Xu and said, "Have you left a message with your readers in the book, saying that you are going on a mission today?" ”

"No" Liu Xu shook his head, after receiving the task, all he thought about was how to save his life in this battle, and he didn't think about anything related to readers at all.

"You'd better write about it, or it's not good for the reader. There is no need to say anything, just say that if you go on a mission, you will definitely die on the battlefield and will never be updated again! The curator said lightly.

"Ah, why do you say such unlucky things? Do you want to curse yourself to death? Liu Xu asked puzzled, this is too unlucky.

"Oh, do you want to tell the reader that I'm about to go on a mission, and I'll definitely come back safely from the battlefield and update you right away?" The curator squinted his eyes and said, Liu Xu heard this, and suddenly his whole body became even more creepy, and then he nodded frantically vigorously, indicating that he understood what the curator meant, and he would definitely write so.

When Liu Xu hurriedly sent a chapter of temporary testimonials to the novel, he was about to find the curator, but found that he could no longer find the figure of the elusive curator.

Liu Xu sighed, and then walked out of the library without hesitation, and when he left the Academy, he found that there were several identical white cars parked at the entrance of the Academy, and at the same time, there was a straight driver wearing a white shirt and white pants, white gloves, and a straight body in front of each car.

"Is it a member of Wen Yuan Jingqing's squad No. 312101207Q?" Seeing Liu Xu appear, one of the drivers trotted over and asked Liu Xu respectfully.

"It's me!" Liu Xu nodded.

"Okay, I'm the driver in charge of picking you up at the meeting point!" The driver said, Liu Xu nodded, he knew that the Writers Association took the initiative to send a car to pick up the authors on the road.

As for whether the writers' association did this to improve its customer experience, or whether it would be afraid that the author would disappear halfway, it is unknown.

"Are the other cars here to pick up the authors?" Liu Xu looked at several other cars and asked.

"Yes!" The driver nodded, without a superfluous word, Liu Xu didn't say much, sat in the car without saying a word, until the car successfully transported itself to the meeting point at the east gate.

And when he saw Liu Xu getting out of the car with a small backpack on his back, the driver couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that you have an experienced teacher, so I won't remind you much, I wish you a safe journey!" ”

"Thank you!" Liu Xu nodded in thanks.

"Salute to you for our future!" The driver gave Liu Xu a 90-degree bow, which startled Liu Xu, and at the same time, there were many people around who made the same salute, and the people who received the respect were full of indifference, and no one could see what was going on in their heads.

"Is this the author's battlefield?" Liu Xu looked at the magnificent assembly hall in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.