Chapter forty-ninth plane lurker
Zhang Xionghai was walking around the trading area for a while and recorded a lot of data. When he was about to leave, he found a new thing at a stall, which he had never seen before. He couldn't help but stop.
After obtaining the stall owner's permission, he picked up the gadget and looked at it carefully.
"Plot Task Token" is the name of this little thing.
It looks like an ordinary wooden token, painted black, with some strange and mysterious patterns on it, with the words "The Token of the plot" on the front, and on the back, there are unclear rows of words: The painful losses of the advance army have opened up a new situation. Are you willing to become a lurker?
Zhang Xionghai couldn't help but feel moved. Looking at this tone, it seemed to be exploring the plane of the Tang Dynasty. As for the lurker, what is this?
He gently put the token down and asked the stall owner, "Boss, are you made in the dungeon? What's the use?"
The stall owner is a middle-aged man, sitting cross-legged on the ground, his body as burly as a hill. He was slow and picking his teeth, and glanced at the token casually, "Oh, you said this, the F-level high-difficulty copy mission that was made in the Nightmare dungeon, there is no system recycling price, and it cannot be eaten or drunk. The item introduction said that it can be teleported to the Tang plane to experience the life of the Tang Dynasty, and it is messy. If you want it, you can take it away with a hundred spiritual points. No bargaining! But I have to explain in advance that the Tang plane is very dangerous. Your small body, um, you know!"
Zhang Xionghai couldn't help but touch his nose. This big brother's words were really straightforward.
But he didn't care about it, but was thinking about whether he wanted to buy this thing.
He has been in the market recently, not only knowing the output of various items, but also touching them all. He is sure that this thing is definitely a new item, but he just doesn't know what it is for.
Generally speaking, the items dropped in the Nightmare dungeon are closely related to the task object, and are generally some things dropped by the Nightmare monster itself.
This "Plot Task Token" obviously does not fall into this category.
This should be a task threshold.
Maybe it is other sources of spiritual power besides the Nightmare dungeon.
If this is the case, then it is likely to have a higher investment value.
Zhang Xionghai pondered the pros and cons in his heart.
Among all contractors, Zhang Xionghai's accumulation is quite meager. After all, he entered the company relatively late and his combat effectiveness is not very strong. It seems very troublesome and difficult to earn a spiritual point.
Compared with other contractors, he did not have any particular advantage, which forced him to find another way, coordinate the calculation of price changes every day, and earn the difference by making careful calculations.
But this is not a long-term career after all.
Then, take a gamble!
If you bet correctly, you will find business opportunities. If you lose, you will sink into time.
Thinking of this, he bought the token and returned to his private room.
After the token is obtained, a task surfaces through the True Spirit Branding.
"Da Tang Lurker Mission, will it be accepted?"
"Catch the task!"
The mission details are as follows: The Lurker of the Tang Dynasty!
Mission difficulty: unknown.
Mission Form: The contractor seizes the bodies of the indigenous people of the Tang Dynasty by possessing the soul and performs a lurking mission on the Tang Dynasty plane.
Mission reward: Every day you successfully lurk, you will get a reward of 100 spiritual points! The valuables obtained in this plane can be brought into infinite space.
Important tip: There is a time difference between the Tang plane and the main plane of the earth, and the time flow rate is eight times that of the earth. Please make preparations in advance.
Special warning: For contractors in the task, the corresponding spiritual consciousness cannot escape from this plane, the contractor's subject will experience adverse symptoms such as slow thinking. Please pay attention to prevent abnormal conditions.
Is it executed immediately?
Zhang Xionghai was stunned. Isn’t this a scam?
He immediately chose Negative, and the task prompt immediately changed a new change: the task is started after an hour of real time, but it cannot be executed on schedule, the task is handled according to failure, and the plot task token will disappear on its own.
It's really a fool!
Zhang Xionghai was so angry that he could watch those hundred spiritual points go away? That was the old capital he had saved after working hard for more than ten days!
After quickly exiting from the infinite space, Zhang Xionghai went to a nearby supermarket to buy instant noodles for mineral water bread. Various convenience foods were prepared sufficiently, which was enough for several days of expenses in reality. After doing this, he called his relatives and friends one by one, informing him that he had something to go out and could not answer the phone in a short time.
After he was ready to deal with all the trivial matters, he slept well in bed, focused on the imprint of the true spirit and re-entered the infinite space.
A few minutes later, the mission time arrived, and a bright light shot out from the token, forming a portal shape in the air. Zhang Xionghai hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and stepped into the light gate.
I felt a dizzy turn, and there seemed to be a colorful flash in front of me. In a blink of an eye, Zhang Xionghai had already arrived at a strange place.
The surroundings were empty, with only a transparent villain dressed in a simple and strange manner, floating in the void with his eyes closed and his face full of pain. There seemed to be a dotted line extending out above the villain's head, leading to a vague and unknowable place.
The huge token suppressed the transparent villain, making the transparent villain unable to move at all.
Is this the soul of the indigenous people?
Zhang Xionghai had a sense of enlightenment in his heart, and subconsciously reached his hand to the transparent villain.
Suddenly, a powerful stream of consciousness, wrapped in a huge amount of information, was stuffed into Zhang Xionghai's consciousness, making his consciousness confusing and he soon fell into a coma.
At this time, Zhang Xionghai in reality also felt the pain after part of his soul left. He only felt that his thinking was in a daze and could not turn a corner for a long time. A thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't figure out what he was thinking for a long time. Moreover, he felt a sense of distress from the heart. He felt so sleepy that he was so sleepy, but he couldn't sleep. He really fell asleep, but he slept for more than ten hours after another. When he was so hungry that he couldn't stand it and woke up from his coma, he had no choice but to find that he had wet the bed!
Lying in the wet bedding with water until his butt was sunny, he didn't notice it at all!
He crawled out of the quilt with a numb expression. He searched for a long time before finding the convenience food that was placed on the table. He tore it for a long time before he pulled the food packaging bag and stuffed the unscathed bread into his mouth one by one. He choked so hard that he didn't know that he wanted to drink a sip of water.
A thought flashed through his mind, "Now, today, what's wrong? Why is it so unhappy?"
After half a night of adaptation in the Tang Dynasty plane, Zhang Xionghai finally understood his situation.
His current identity is a small vendor in an unknown small town in the Great Sui Dynasty.
My ancestors run a small shop selling steamed buns. They work hard with a little skill, and finally they have no worries about food and clothing.
In the ordinary class of ordinary people, this can be considered a wealthy family. After all, the family has craftsmanship, which is the foundation for making a living.
His current name is Zhang Datou. He is simple and honest, and he is not very handsome. He is as tall as Wu Dalang. He often suffers from extortion from some gangsters when he is scammers on the street. Sometimes he has to take three punches and two kicks.
The dotted line he saw in that strange space connected behind the transparent little man's head is the connection between this big head and the world, which constitutes his origin and fortune, which is what ordinary people call fate.
In his innate destiny, he was like that in his life, he was confused and could not leave the world of a hundred miles and could not become a great person in his life.
These information are all basic information sent to him by the system through the True Spirit Brand.
He knew that he had a bad background in this world and that some things he could not do were out of order, otherwise he would not know how he died!
"Damn, but this background is too miserable, right? After all, he was born into the young master of the landlord's family!" Zhang Xionghai lay on the broken wooden bed that was comparable to the broken wooden bed in the private room. His body swayed casually, and he could hear the unbearable protests from the bed frame, which made him feel a little dissatisfied.
He closed his eyes and thought about the life trajectory of the original owner of this body. His thoughts made him even more angry.
"Damn, I have to get up early in the morning to carry water, knead noodles, and make fires. I have to do hard work in the morning to get a breakfast. This day is too hard - is it a bit forced? Also, I actually made the gangsters on the street think about it. I have to pay ten cents of protection fees at noon, otherwise I will be beaten up?"
Zhang Xionghai was so sad that he covered his face with his hands. He no longer knew what he should say.
He was still tossing and turning and couldn't sleep. On the other side, his cheap parents had already lit the oil lamp, and were wearing clothes in a slight light.
"Da Tou, Da Tou, why haven't you got up yet? It's time to get up. If it's too late, it's going to delay business!"
The father outside had already knocked on the door and came to urge him. Zhang Xionghai was angry for a while with his head down, and finally got up reluctantly. Under the command of the old man, he burned the fire and kneaded the face for a while. He was so busy that he was busy and not saying anything, but he was scolded by his father, "What's going on with you kid today? You're stupid. If you don't wake me up, be careful of me beating you!"
Zhang Xionghai was frustrated. His cheap father scolded him, but he didn't dare to say anything. In this bad era, filial piety and brotherhood are the most basic principles. If he dares to blow up the thorns, he might not be able to lurk on the first day and be sent to the yamen for jail, and his life will be even more difficult in the future.
"I'll endure it!"
Zhang Xionghai made up his mind to survive these days before talking about it. When he gets familiar with the environment, he will make plans then.
While thinking, he didn't dare to stop working in his hand, and handed a few hot steamed buns, and took the customer with a smile on his face, "Fifth Brother, you have taken the steamed bun..."
Chapter completed!