The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 2 It seems like it’s not just time travel

In my mind, the green and yellow bamboo slips have a simple and elegant shape, with a texture like jade, exuding an ethereal clear light.

Zhu Mingyao sat on the ground blankly, took a few deep breaths, and tried his best to calm down.

"So this is still system flow, right?" He murmured to himself.

"Why does the letter look like this? I'm just saying, can we change the image? For example, a white-haired lolita or something?"

The bamboo slip didn't react at all, it just stood there in its mind, looking aloof as if it was love or not.

However, Zhu Mingyao was just complaining to vent, and he didn't expect to get any response.

As he focused on the bamboo slips, new information emerged.

Zhu Mingyao
  Race: human

Age: 16
  Occupation: None
  Cause and effect point pool: 10
  Three-dimensional attributes (adjusted calculation base based on the average adult human average in this side of time and space as 1)

Jingyuan 0.5
  Qi Yuan 0.6
  Shenyuan 1.6
  Talent: [Time and Space Adventurer (Purple)]

Expertise: None
  Skills: None

"Hey guys, this is basically a blank slate!"

Looking at this extremely shabby panel, Zhu Mingyao wanted to shed a handful of bitter tears for himself!

He held the last glimmer of hope and asked humbly in his heart:

"System? Plug-in? Is there a gift package for newbies? Or a first-time login reward or something?

Even if you give me some mosquito legs, that's fine. I'm not picky about food. I even sign in to Miyou Club every day. "

Zhu Mingyao waited for a moment and saw that there was still no change in his cheats. It was obvious that he didn't even intend to give one of the sweet flower stuffed chickens, so he couldn't help but sigh.

...Well, if people want to be content, they finally have the system as a standard equipment for time travellers. If you don’t give it to others, then you can’t give it to them...

Zhu Mingyao carefully sensed it with his mind for a while, and figured out the meaning of every piece of information on the panel.

Needless to say, name, age, etc., the three-yuan attributes are also simple and clear. Jing Yuan mainly controls the body, Shen Yuan mainly controls the spirit, and Qi Yuan is in between. Energy such as energy, mana, magic, etc. that are acquired or cultivated the day after tomorrow are included.

Occupation requires corresponding expertise and skills as a prerequisite for employment. If your expertise and skills are clean and you don't have a single feather, it is naturally impossible to talk about any professional rank.

Only the talent of the [Time and Space Adventurer] brought some comfort to his injured little heart.

Talent [Time and Space Adventurer (Purple)]: As an individual who should not exist in this time and space, all your actions may cause changes in the causal line, and you can obtain time and space causal points from it to strengthen your own attributes and skills.

(Warning! There are good deeds and bad deeds in cause and effect. There is a saying in the Supreme Being that there is no way for blessings and misfortunes, only people bring it to themselves. Risk-takers should be cautious and beware of complacency in one's own deeds!)

"It seems that my plug-in is essentially to persuade people to do good." Zhu Mingyao thought as he rubbed his chin after tasting the introduction information of Pinpin's talent.

The warning at the end is full of advice. Coupled with the fairy-like appearance of the system, there is no need to say more about what position and actions one should take to obtain the time and space causal points. .

It’s nothing more than doing good, avoiding evil, and doing good deeds. I’m familiar with this!
  When creating a game character, I always choose the good camp, and I have never even chosen a neutral one. What are the four cute characters from P Club? I never knew!

Having made up his mind, Zhu Mingyao turned around and "stared" at the 10 causal points displayed on the system. Zhu Mingyao was a little eager to give it a try.

He didn't pay attention to it just now, but now he recalled the words that the masked weirdo who seemed to be able to do magic said before he died, plus the kill information given by the system, and what little bits of his body he had left in the past two days. From memory, it is not difficult to guess how dangerous the current situation is:
  This place is probably the scene of a cult ritual! And this unlucky guy like me is probably the sacrifice chosen by others!
  In this case, any future plans can be put aside. The most important thing now is to find a way to quickly shift the strategy!
  Zhu Mingyao did not hesitate and chose to add 10 causal points to the essence attribute - at this time, the stronger the body, the greater the chance of escape.

A weak warm current flashed through his body. Zhu Mingyao clenched his fists and felt that the strength he had spent in the fight had recovered a lot.

He estimated that according to the system's rule of increasing 100 point of ternary attributes with 1 causal points, he had increased his physical strength by approximately 1/10 of an adult. For a teenager, the increase was quite considerable.

Squatting down, Zhu Mingyao picked up the snake-shaped dagger and kept slashing at the shackles on his feet.

But it was different from the way he was whittling iron into mud in the hands of the masked man just now. He used the dagger to clang and chop more than a dozen times. Apart from splashing some sparks, he only cut a small gap in the chain. He wanted to completely remove it. I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to cut it off.

Just when Zhu Mingyao was a little anxious, an old voice suddenly sounded behind him:
  "Boy, don't waste your efforts. The evil power attached to it has dissipated, and it is just an ordinary knife now."

Zhu Mingyao was so frightened by Leng Buding that he almost threw the dagger in his hand!

Without thinking, he pounced forward, rolled around on the ground, assumed a half-kneeling position, held the dagger in front of his chest, and then looked warily. Under the dim kerosene light, in front of you is an old man wearing a Chinese-style round-neck gray silk jacket, holding a cane, with mixed black and white hair, and a slight beard under his chin.

The old man was about sixty or seventy years old, and he was looking at the young man with bright eyes.

His eyes turned around Zhu Mingyao a few times, then looked at the dagger, with a look of approval on his face.

"You're quite clever. Although the devil-worshipping ghost guy was beaten to the last breath by me, he was still a practitioner of evil arts after all. He actually died at your hands inexplicably. He must have done it. Even ghosts can’t help but feel aggrieved.”

The familiar Chinese language sounded to his ears, coupled with the old man's yellow-skinned, dark-eyed appearance and gentle attitude, making Zhu Mingyao feel that the other party did not have any malicious intent.

His face couldn't help but let go of some vigilance, but the dagger in his hand was still firmly held in front of him.

"Don't be nervous. We were invited by the federal government to help eliminate these evil cults. Seeing as you look like this, you were captured by them and prepared to sacrifice to the evil spirits, right?

I saved your life! "

The old man said with a smile, while lifting the maroon crutch in his hand and gently tapping the shackles on Zhu Mingyao's ankles.

A white light flashed from the head of the staff, and the metal shackles immediately broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Mingyao basically dissipated his hostility. With the methods shown by others, if he wanted to be disadvantageous to himself, he could just lift a finger and there was no need to lie.

He rubbed his ankles, which were a little red and swollen from the handcuffs, smiled, and bowed his head in gratitude.

"Thank you very much. I don't know... what should you call me, old man?"

"The old man's surname is Zhang, and you don't have anything else... Blah!"

Only halfway through speaking, there was a squeaking sound in the old man's arms, mixed with a buzzing electronic sound.

He frowned, took out a delicate black walkie-talkie from his pocket, and started playing with it. However, the old man didn't seem to be very skilled in operating it, and he couldn't get through it for a long time.

Looking at the old gentleman who was pressing the buttons haphazardly and whose face was getting more and more ugly, Zhu Mingyao couldn't help but said cautiously:
  "Old man, it seems that you need to adjust the frequency of this thing."

"Of course I know!" the old man glared and replied angrily.

He lowered his head and fiddled with it twice more, but when he saw that there was still no response from the walkie-talkie, he snorted heavily and, with a dark face, handed the walkie-talkie to Zhu Mingyao's face.

"Ok!"

Seeing the other party's behavior like an old kid, Zhu Mingyao was a little amused. He took the walkie-talkie and just calibrated the frequency and volume when a slightly impatient voice immediately came out:

"Senior Zhang! Senior Zhang? Did you hear that?"

Hearing this, the old man grabbed the walkie-talkie and complained loudly: "You brat, what kind of new-fangled thing did you give me? I told you to just use the original one..."

Before he could finish speaking, the person opposite shouted angrily:
  "Senior Zhang, be careful. The demon leader suddenly summoned an evil zombie wearing a mask, injured two of our Hualian brothers and several policemen, and fled in your direction!"

"What kind of evil zombie?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and was waiting to ask again, but suddenly his expression changed!
  He turned around suddenly, raised his hand and threw out a yellow talisman!
  The paper talisman turned into a huge ball of bright light in mid-air, hitting an inconspicuous shadow in the distance of the corridor.

The shadows dispersed, and two figures fell out.

One of them is a bald old man wearing a gorgeous black sacrificial robe, who looks like a leader at first glance.

The other figure was wearing a tattered and dirty denim overalls and carrying a thick-backed machete that was about three feet long.

An old white hockey mask completely covered his face, revealing only two dark eye holes, which made people tremble at the sight!

Zhu Mingyao stared at the latter with his eyes in confusion. He opened his mouth involuntarily and his jaw almost dropped:
  With this majestic appearance, isn't he... Jason from Crystal Lake?

I am...

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