I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 1242 Mission
He was in a narrow alley at the moment, surrounded by sundries and a lot of rubbish, and the stench was pungent.

The rifle is still on him, nothing is missing.

Before Chen Feng could read more, a message popped up: [Congratulations on coming to the first mission world: Troubled Times Feihong! ]
[The only novice gift package is presented, do you want to receive it? ]
"How does this look like the plot of a novel I have read before? Could it be a game of the Protoss?"

Chen Feng frowned, and he chose to take it out of a broken mood.

[Congratulations, you have obtained the language proficiency of the heavens and the world, free attribute point 1, and a chance to resurrect!Attribute points and resurrection opportunities need to be automatically selected for use. ]
"It's really like a game..."

After a moment of silence, Chen Feng felt that he might really be able to change his destiny. He murmured: "Is there an attribute panel? I don't know what attributes I have."

Perhaps hearing his request, a simple panel popped up.

……

Commander: Chen Feng

Spirit: 0.5
Constitution: 0.4
Perception: 0.5
Mission points: 0
Kung Fu Skill: Spearmanship (1/10)

The world I live in: Chaos Once Upon a Time (Introduction: This is the world of Huang Feihong that you know, which one is it, please explore by yourself)
Task: to be received
Warehouse: old-fashioned rifle, free attribute point*1, resurrection chance*1
……

Chen Feng's eyes widened, he hurriedly glanced left and right, and then found a token-like pattern on his arm.

"The technology of the upper class is definitely not so terrible. Could it be that the real gods made this kind of thing?"

He murmured in his heart that he believed in the existence of gods, and those gods who ruled mankind called themselves descendants of gods.

However, such an unimaginable thing, he guessed that the Protoss could not do it, right?

Taking a look at the three attributes, he chose 0.5 each for constitution and savvy. He feels that spirit is not very useful for the time being, but savvy is too complicated and can be improved.

After consuming attribute points, he felt that his thinking speed was more than doubled, and the world in front of him became clearer.

At the same time, there was a warm current coming from the body, and the whole person was like a newborn, the most obvious thing was the great increase in strength.

"Increase 100% understanding and 125% physical fitness, which should be far beyond the level of ordinary people."

Chen Feng muttered, while walking outside, while looking at the panel, there was an icon on the taskbar that could be clicked.

He took the task with his mind.

[Main task: Survive this world for 100 days! ]
[This is a troubled world, you need to survive first, from now on, live for 1000 days, if you succeed, you will be rewarded with 1 task points and [-] free attribute point.You can use the resurrection opportunity during the mission. If you die again after using the resurrection opportunity, you will really die. If you fail, you will return to the original world, lose the identity of the missioner, and erase the relevant memories. ]
Seeing the prompt, Chen Feng stopped and shrank back.

The main task turned out to be survival, which meant that this world was far more dangerous than he imagined.

If he fails, he will lose the chance to change his destiny, so he must be more cautious.

He secretly looked at the figures outside the box. These people were dressed in late Qing Dynasty costumes and had long braids. They were a group of ordinary people.

"The world of Huang Feihong that I am familiar with, could it be that this is a virtual world... No, this is completely the real world."

Chen Feng couldn't see any falsehood at all.

After a quick thought about the possible dangers, he came up with three.

One is from the government, who may catch him because of his unknown origin.

The second is to be beaten to death by martial artists or other ordinary people.

The third is death from illness, a world that has never been here before, which is likely to make him suffer from a fatal and serious illness.

Thinking of this, he shook the rifle on his back.

This is the M762-style assault rifle of the old era, using 7.62mm ammunition, with single-shot, three-shot and fully automatic shooting modes.

This gun was originally a weapon given to him by the robot to deal with ordinary Zerg, but he did not expect to bring it here, and now it is his only weapon.

This is ancient times, no one can match him in weapons, but it doesn't mean he is safe.

No matter how powerful the gun is, there are only so many bullets, and it will be gone after shooting.

"Appearance is the biggest difference between me and these people. Change clothes first, and then consider food and drink."

Chen Feng glanced at the sundries, then retreated to the other side.

"Change the Jade Emperor in the sky, and the King of Hades on the ground. I have a white lotus in my heart, and protect my home."

A girl's singing came from a dilapidated courtyard. Chen Feng felt that the lyrics were familiar. He couldn't help but glanced through the crack of the door and saw a girl in a white dress.

"Perhaps, I know what kind of world I am in."

Chen Feng was thoughtful.

"Who!"

The little girl noticed Chen Feng's existence, and turned her head to look vigilantly. Chen Feng turned and left, but when she turned to the backyard, she saw a lot of clothes drying inside.

A few minutes later, he put on a gray robe and appeared on the street.

Looking back at a certain courtyard, Chen Feng muttered: "I will borrow the clothes first, and I will compensate you if I have money."

Touching the rifle strapped to his waist, Chen Feng felt relieved, and then walked towards the market.

If he wanted to live a hundred days, he had to make money first, otherwise he would starve to death.

In the market, there was a lot of traffic and crowds, most of them were ordinary people, and there were also some beggars.

Taking a look at the dirty and skinny beggar, Chen Feng gave up this profession.

After becoming a slave, he didn't want to live in a humble way.

No matter what, you have to be a laborer.

Stopping at a tavern, Chen Feng stepped into it.

"Hey, guest officer, what do you want?"

Xiao Er immediately greeted him.

"Is there a job?"

Chen Feng asked.

"Work?"

The smile on Xiaoer's face disappeared immediately, and he waved his hand and said, "We don't want anyone here, you can go to another house and ask."

Chen Feng nodded, turned around and continued to ask, but found that no family needed anyone.

It seems that jobs in this era are not easy to find.

When he finally reached the pier, someone wanted a porter, but he had a foot-long wound on his chest at the moment, and he couldn't do this kind of heavy work at all, otherwise he would die faster.

"I didn't expect it to be so difficult to find a job here."

Looking at the flowing river, Chen Feng sighed a little, and then he felt pain from the wound in his abdomen. When he opened it, it was red and swollen, showing signs of suppuration.

His face was ugly, "Damn it, that robot is my cannon fodder. I don't want to waste resources. I just simply sutured the wound without using any medicine. If I don't deal with it, the infection will kill me."

He was seriously injured before, and if the wound hadn't been a little crooked, he would have died long ago.

If his physique hadn't doubled, he probably wouldn't be able to walk right now.

Although his physique is much stronger now, the injury is still there, and if he doesn't deal with it, it will still be fatal.

But if you want to treat the wound, you need some medicine.

Chen Feng touched the rifle involuntarily. If it really didn't work, he could only...

"Run, the White Lotus Sect is here!"

"Get out of the way, don't mess with them."

Just when he was on the verge of getting angry, a group of people suddenly rushed towards the pier amidst the exclamation. These people were dressed in white, held swords in their hands, and killed a figure.

(End of this chapter)