Raised after a boy's scumbag

Chapter 23 is more exciting
"Of course I'm not the system, I'm just an auxiliary program of the system, and I'm also the appraiser for your primary mission." The yellow-faced man said flatly: "And, I'm also the calligraphy teacher for your primary mission dungeon."

"I see. You have a lot of work in this auxiliary program. Can I ask you some questions?" Liu Tong was a little excited. Although this yellow-faced man is not a system, he is undoubtedly an advanced program that knows many secrets of the system.

"It doesn't work now." The yellow-faced man shook his head and said, "If you want me to answer your question, then you must answer my question first."

"Oh, you mean the devil's mission. I think it's difficult, but I can still accept it." Liu Tong replied after thinking for a while.

"Then I'll tell you, if your writing is too bad, the punishment is to make your devil mission more exciting, do you understand?" The yellow-faced man raised his mouth slightly and said happily, "Also, I forgot to tell you, If you ask me a question and I answer you, then you've wasted one chance, so now you have two."

"Ah, it's so tricky, then I can ask two more questions, right?" Liu Tong was startled, and then said.

"Yes." The yellow-faced man smiled with his uneven teeth, "Now you can ask another question."

"Damn, you..." Liu Tong shuddered, he understood how insidious the yellow-faced man was.

"It's the second time you've said foul language, don't make it the third time, or I'll still punish you." The yellow-faced man smiled.

"Let me think about it..." Liu Tong didn't dare to speak nonsense anymore. Although it was in his own dream, the situation is stronger than others now. A hero does not suffer from immediate losses. He originally wanted to ask a lot of questions, but this one played out his cards unreasonably. For advanced procedures, he must consider how to speak.

"I'll give you half a minute, or you can write for me quickly, and stop asking nonsense." The yellow-faced ugly man stared at Liu Tong closely after finishing speaking.

"Excuse me, teacher, why do I have the body of a girl?" Liu Tong asked.

"This is your body simulation form at the primary stage. In the primary dungeon, you are this body." The yellow-faced man changed his expression and waved his hand, "Your mission failed, and you will be punished now!"

Immediately afterwards, Liu Tong felt dark in front of his eyes.

When he woke up again, he saw the rising sun outside the window, and then heard the sound of the system.

"Enhanced version of the primary task, copying the running script and pasting the Lanting Collection 73 times, successfully rewarding temperament +2, rewarding primary lucky draws 2 times, failing to punish blindness for 1200 seconds, and reset the task, the time limit for completion is 50 hours."

Liu Tong was slightly taken aback, and soon realized that the dungeon mission failed last night, and the punishment turned out to be a direct change in the primary mission.

Calculated according to the 24 times of copying yesterday, it seems that writing with a brush in the dream counts, so there are 73 times left, and writing 50 times in 73 hours is definitely not an easy task.

The reward of the task is doubled, and the penalty of the task is increased from 300 seconds to 1200 seconds. This may be what the yellow-faced man said is more exciting.

"Although it's really exciting, wouldn't it be an advantage if you complete the task?" Liu Tong thought in his heart, and he didn't have much resistance to this enhanced version.

At this time, I heard my mother shout, "Xiaotong, come out for dinner soon."

"Okay, here we come." Liu Tong put on his shirt and went out to eat quickly. The sore fingers from yesterday have recovered, and today he has to hurry up and copy and race against time.

"Xiaotong, school will start soon, you should take care of yourself."

"Okay." Liu Tong replied vaguely while eating breakfast quickly.

"I'm going to school to report to work today. I may not come back at noon. I'll give you ten yuan. If I don't come back, you can buy your own lunch."

"Got it, mom, go get busy." Liu Tong took the money and nodded. His mother is a primary school teacher and she has two paid vacations every year. In the past, Liu Tong was often nagged by his mother during the winter and summer vacations. Because of the appointment in advance, Liu Tong's mother didn't say much.

After eating, Liu Tong got into his room, picked up a pen and began to copy the copybook.

In fact, he no longer copied it, but started to write it himself, because he was already very proficient, and his handwriting was not bad.

In such a morning, he actually wrote eighteen times, and his speed was much faster than yesterday, but once the numbness of his fingers appeared, his speed slowed down uncontrollably.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, when Liu Tong wrote 24 times, his stomach was already growling, and he confirmed that his mother would not come back.

After hesitating for a while, Liu Tong decided to go to eat first. After all, his fingers were already very numb, and writing would definitely make him feel even more uncomfortable. It would be good to recover while eating.

Walking downstairs and out of the community, Liu Tong found the nearest noodle shop. Liu Tong ordered an egg and garlic noodle, and sat on the table waiting for the noodle to be served.

Ten minutes later, just when Liu Tong was a little impatient, the egg and garlic noodles were served. After a few mouthfuls, Liu Tong understood why there were so few people in this noodle restaurant.

This noodle is really unpalatable, he is not picky eater anymore, but the eggs in this egg garlic noodle have egg shells, and the noodle is still undercooked, and the garlic sauce is surprisingly unappetizing.

If he wasn't really hungry, Liu Tong would even think of leaving, barely eating half of it, and Liu Tong left the noodle shop to suppress his hunger.

"It's so unpalatable, I was almost poisoned to death." Liu Tong complained in his heart, hurried home, opened the door and entered the house, and continued his copying task.

I wrote it twice again, and when I finished a total of 26 times today, I heard a knock on the door.

After he stopped writing, Liu Tong opened the door and saw Lin Kang with a smile on his face.

"Brother Tong, let's go to the movies."

"Ah, watching a movie?" Liu Tong was astonished.

"You forgot, we made an appointment, and Ban Hua and Zhao Lin, Wanlong Plaza Cinema, the 3:15 p.m. show, "War Tiger 2", is just right now." Lin Kang laughed.

"Well, it's not yet 2 o'clock, why don't you come in and wait for me." Liu Tong remembered the last time he came back from the skating rink and made an appointment to watch a movie together, but his task has not been completed yet.

"Okay, hurry up, we can't make girls wait." Lin Kang said and walked in.

"That's right, my mother asked me to practice calligraphy. I have to finish writing this time, and I will finish it soon." Liu Tong said, returned to the desk in his room, picked up the pen and started writing the 27th time.

"Practice calligraphy, this is good." Seeing Liu Tong starting to write seriously, Lin Kang praised Liu Tong, then glanced at it, and said in surprise, "Lanting Collection Preface, Brother Tong, you are not copying, you are I wrote it myself, and the handwriting is so good."

"It's so-so." Liu Tong was naturally very happy when he was praised, and he wrote seriously after he responded.

Lin Kang had nothing to do, so he looked around in the house, and soon his eyes fell on the computer desk. He didn't even turn on the computer, but saw a small porcelain bottle on the computer desk.

Picking up the porcelain bottle, Lin Kang was a little curious when he saw the words "Yin Yang Pill" written on it.

"Brother Tong, what's in this porcelain bottle?" Lin Kang asked.

(End of this chapter)