Big brother, stop it.
[Beep, identity loading completed]
[Identity anchor: Xu Xiaozhe, hot temper, loves to curse, loves money, has a special hobby, and is the king of riders]
[Host, please click "Confirm" to start the task]
Li Zhu was lying in the grass. The body he had just entered had been in a serious car accident. His ears were buzzing and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them.
The soul and body gradually became one, and the moment he got control, he confirmed the option to complete the task binding.
Memories of the original owner flooded into his mind.
The original owner was named Xu Xiaozhe, and he was a delivery rider.
The delivery company he works for holds safety training at 8 a.m. every day, and riders can receive bonuses if they clock in for a full month.
Even a small amount of money is still worth it, so Xu Xiaozhe would never let it go and has won the bonus for thirteen consecutive months.
Today is the last day of this month. He woke up from a hangover and was about to be late, so he turned his electric scooter into a racing motorcycle.
Less than three minutes after leaving the house, an accident occurred and he died on the spot.
"Brother, brother, can you hear me?" It was Lang Feng, the brother who grew up in an orphanage with the original owner.
Anxious cries were mixed with sobs: "You must be alright, hold on, I'll call an ambulance right away."
"Don't call." Li Zhu opened his eyelids with great effort and said weakly, "Don't talk either. It's giving me a headache."
The original owner had a broken leg and multiple abrasions on other parts of his body. These were minor problems. The big problem was that the back of his head was hit at high speed, causing brain stem damage within the skull.
Li Zhu was able to open his eyes and speak, all thanks to the system.
Lang Feng seemed to be under a spell and kept his mouth tightly shut, fearing that any sound would make the person faint.
Feeling his broken body begin to repair itself, Li Zhu let out a breath of foul air from his stuffy chest.
He called out to his friend in his mind: "365."
An electronic voice came from my mind: "I am here, and I am about to give you the mission details. Please be mentally prepared, this mission is different from the past."
This was not the first time Li Zhu had carried out a quick-travel mission.
In the past, my job was to go to various small worlds to play the role of NPC and ensure the normal operation of the world plot.
It's low technical, just act.
[This time travel mission is to find and eliminate high-risk targets formed by the accumulation of negative emotions. This can be determined based on the "negative emotion value" generated by the people around the host.]
[This is the last mission of this round. If it is completed successfully, the host will retire with one step less than forty years of detours, and there will also be a huge bonus waiting for you.]
[Due to the sudden change in the mission content, an important reminder is given: the target of this world's mission is the murderer who harmed Xu Xiaozhe.]
Li Zhu obtained three key pieces of information.
1. The target that the original owner may know.
Second, Xu Xiaozhe’s car accident was man-made.
Third, high rewards correspond to high risks, and the tasks are definitely pitfalls.
The most important thing is that the person who should die is not dead yet, which means that there are other dangers waiting for him.
As the sun rose higher, the soft morning light became dazzling. Li Zhu squinted and asked, "Xiao Feng, where's my phone?"
There might be clues in the phone, so I also need to take pictures of the scene.
"It's already this late and you're still thinking about your phone. You won't starve to death if you lose a day's income." Lang Feng said angrily as he picked up the phone from the puddle and shook the water off. "Oh no, it's soaked."
Don't turn on a wet phone immediately. He experiencedly lifted up his clothes to dry the surface and temporarily put it in his trouser pocket.
The dislocated bones made a crisp sound and Li Zhu frowned.
His good brother, who was always paying attention to him, immediately asked what was wrong and if he was in pain anywhere, and pretended to make another phone call.
Li Zhu held his hand to stop him: "It's really okay, just lie down for a while."
To prove that he was not just showing off, he moved his arms slightly and lifted his legs.
Lang Feng believed it and couldn't help but think of the thrilling scene before.
The speeding electric scooter suddenly turned and rushed forward, blinded by a ghost. The scooter hit a tree trunk and was forced to stop. The people on it were thrown four or five meters away like light sacks.
After falling into the grass, his brother's body twitched violently a few times and then became completely motionless.
Lang Feng rushed over and knelt beside him, crying and shouting, thinking that the person was gone. But he saw the eyelashes of the person on the ground tremble slightly, as if he was about to wake up.
"Brother, lie down as long as you want. I'll fan you." He took off the sun hat on his head to help dispel the heat around him.
Li Zhu felt that his body had recovered to 80%, but he was still a little dizzy, so he asked Lang Feng to help him sit on a stone pillar by the roadside.
Lang Feng led his men to move slowly, and also observed quietly, confirming that his brother only had superficial injuries on his arms and legs.
After settling the people, he turned around to help the two electric scooters that had fallen to the ground.
The yellow one is his and it is not damaged at all. The green one is seriously damaged and the entire front shell is shattered and scattered all over the ground.
Lang Feng looked at the parts scattered on the ground and sighed, "There's no need to repair the car when it's this damaged. You still have so many scratches on your body. Take a day off from work today. Let's go to the hospital for a checkup first, and then go buy a car."
There were reports online that someone was hit by a car, got up and walked away, and died at home the next day.
He was worried.
"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious." Li Zhu said casually, calmly brushing off the mud and sand from the knee wound without frowning.
His pain nerves are abnormal and he cannot feel pain.
Lang Feng didn't notice this detail. His attention was all on what Li Zhu had just said, and he felt awkward.
After a while, he said, "Brother, there's something wrong with you."
Xu Xiaozhe values money. He saves as much as possible on food, clothing, housing and transportation, and only buys the cheapest medicine when he has a headache or fever.
If anyone dares to ask him to spend money to go to the hospital, he will scold them.
Why are you so good-tempered today? You didn't even scold him.
Li Zhu wanted to ask what was wrong, but he heard a gurgling sound from his abdomen, as if two extra chopsticks were stirring vigorously. His face suddenly turned pale.
Cold sweat quickly soaked through the thin clothes. Li Zhu squatted down, holding his stomach, and his vision went black.
...It hurts and feels numb.
——
The system does not do useless work.
Given the original owner's identity anchor, a corresponding penalty for character collapse will definitely be set.
According to past experience, OOC will receive a verbal warning once and a one-month performance deduction for two OOC violations.
Ten deductions for the annual bonus.
Li Zhu, who has no acting talent, is used to being detained, so he just gives up without any internal friction.
365: "Due to your past misconduct, this OOC punishment will be a painful experience, and specific symptoms will be projected onto the host. I hope the host will remember this lesson."
Li Zhu, who was experiencing level five pain for the first time, lay on the hospital bed with a look of despair. His arms and legs had been disinfected and felt cold.
Lang Feng sat aside with a sad face, holding the payment slip in his hand.
"How can a car accident cause acute enteritis? Could it be a complication of the accident? I told you to get checked..."
Li Zhu's face fell, and he acted with all his might: "What a bullshit checkup! The hospital only knows how to rip you off. This IV cost another three to five hundred. I'd rather buy two packs of good cigarettes with that money."
The nurse who was distributing medicine to the patient in the next bed glanced at him. She had a decent face but no mouth that could speak human language.
Fortunately, when the big man was crying and begging the doctor for treatment, she and her colleagues felt sad.
Lang Feng smiled awkwardly at the others in the ward and whispered to Li Zhu, "Brother, this is someone else's territory, keep your voice down."
Li Zhu pondered and said with his neck stiff, "I'm telling the truth. Anyone who doesn't want to hear it has a guilty conscience."
After saying that, he slapped himself a few times in his heart.
You have such a mean mouth.
No, we have to find a way to use this mouth to deal with the enemy instead of hurting our own people.
"Yes, yes, I was wrong." Lang Feng gave up persuading him and went out to call the stationmaster to ask for leave.
The webmaster was very busy. Knowing that the man was alive and only slightly injured, he expressed a few words of concern and then hung up.
Lang Feng returned to the ward to continue taking care of the patient. After the infusion was finished, Li Zhu couldn't wait any longer and insisted on going back to the scene of the car accident.
The accident site was about 500 meters away from the village on the edge of the city where they lived. Most of the people passing by were migrant workers going to get off work. They probably thought that the car accident was unlucky, so they all took a detour.
Under a tree not far away, two old men holding snakeskin bags were chatting, looking over here from time to time.
I plan to wait until noon, and if no one comes to claim it, I will move the car back and sell it as scrap.
Just as the two men saw that the time was almost up and were stretching their legs to prepare for action, two young men hurried over. One of them looked around, bent down and began to look for something.
Lang Feng looked at the busy Li Zhu and asked curiously, "What are you looking for? Let me help you."
On the way back, Li Zhu recalled that before the car lost control, the front wheel had clearly run over a hard object.
He had just checked and found a deep hole in the front wheel, which might be the key clue to the cause of the accident.
Li Zhu couldn't describe it accurately, so he gestured and said, "Anything that can puncture a tire must be at least this long."
If it is too short, it will not be able to puncture the tire.
Lang Feng reacted: "Do you suspect the accident was caused by a punctured tire?"
"Hmm." Li Zhu was afraid that he would ask more questions, so he pretended to be impatient and said, "Stop talking nonsense and find it quickly."
Lang Feng was afraid that he would get angry, so he didn't dare to ask too much and just started looking for it quietly.
Not knowing whether it was taken away by the murderer or dropped somewhere else, the two worked for two hours in the hot sun but did not find a single suspicious object.
Beads of sweat streamed from his hair and hung on his dark eyelashes. Li Zhu couldn't stand the heat any more and said depressedly, "There's no surveillance nearby."
"Not only are there no surveillance cameras, there aren't even any street lights," Lang Feng complained. "Brother, remember last time our car ran out of battery, and we took this shortcut and nearly fell into a ditch."
true.
Li Zhu wiped the sweat from his eyelids and said, "I won't look for her anymore. I'll go back and change my clothes first."
The rental house is in a village on the edge of the city a few hundred meters away, where self-built houses are scattered on the ground.
The electric car passed through the crisscrossing alleys and stopped outside a multi-story building.
Li Zhu got out of the back seat and looked up. The rented apartment was on the third floor, with three bedrooms and a living room. The original owner and Lang Feng shared the east bedroom, while a middle-aged woman in her forties occupied the master bedroom.
The original owner and her didn't get along. They would fight whenever they met, and neither of them would give in.
Li Zhu highlighted this memory.
The smallest remaining room was originally a study, where a young man who was also a delivery rider lived.
As Li Zhu entered the room, the door of the master bedroom facing the entrance hall opened.
Glancing at the blood on his body, Shen Pingfang covered her chest and cried out "Ah".
Li Zhu looked at his body and said, "I'm surprised by something I didn't see before. I was in a car accident this morning. This is my own blood."
"Bah, why didn't I hit you to death!" Shen Pingfang cursed viciously.
"I have a strong life. I have to live well and burn paper for you." Li Zhu said lightly, and saw an extra line of words on the other person's head.
[Negative value +500, damn evil, die soon!]
After three seconds, the prompt disappears.
"There are so many people begging me to burn paper for them, it's not my turn..." Realizing that she had been scolded, Chen Pingfang stopped talking in time to stop the loss.
She saw two more sets of shoe prints on the floor, and she felt a new hatred coming to her. "It's bad enough that you're as dirty as a beggar all day long, but have you gone blind too? Can't you see the floor is wet? You've just stepped on the floor and made it dirty again!"
She has a lot of complaints about the two brothers.
He makes noise when he goes out early and comes back late, which affects her rest. He is not used to changing shoes when he enters the house. He has sweat odor in the summer and is unhygienic. He has so many bad habits that he can't count them on ten fingers.
Fortunately, the landlord is going to raise the rent next month, and the two will definitely move out.
"What's wrong with beggars? You hate beggars begging for food. Your brain is made of granite." Li Zhu had often felt frustrated while performing missions before. This was the first time he experienced the joy of scolding people.
So cool.
Chen Pingfang was defeated again. Xu Xiaozhe cursed very dirty. Today, his skills were improved and he used rhyme.
She lost her momentum and shouted in a weak voice, "You uneducated lunatic! You're crazy!"
Not wanting to share the same air with such a person, she glared at Li Zhu and walked away angrily with her bag.
Li Zhu had achieved a staged victory, but before he could rejoice, his stomach began to churn with intense emotion. His esophagus, irritated by the reflux of stomach acid, felt a burning sting.
"365, how long will the pain punishment last?"
"Host, please rest assured. It's only 24 hours."
“…”
Seeing Lang Feng coming over with a mop, Li Zhu endured the discomfort, grabbed the mop, and silently cleaned the floor.
Lang Feng was not surprised and smiled innocently.
His brother is a very contradictory person. No matter whether he is right or wrong, he must have the upper hand. He refuses to admit his mistakes when he is in the wrong, and then silently makes amends afterwards.
This has a lot to do with their growth environment.
The children who grew up in the orphanage were short of food and clothing. They had to stand up with their thorns all over their bodies to protect a steamed bun and two candies for two people.
So no matter how harshly Lang Feng was scolded, he would not get angry.
Those thorns that attacked everyone had become Xu Xiaozhe's armor at some point, an instinct engraved into his body.
It can't be changed.
After washing the mop, Li Zhu came to the bedroom. When he opened the door, he smelled an indescribable complex smell and almost vomited.
He pinched his nose and walked out, directing Lang Feng to go into the house and open the window for some fresh air.
Lang Feng sniffed hard: "What's that smell? I can't smell it."
The room of the two grown men was filled with the combined odor of sweat and shoes. Lang Feng was used to it, and as if his nose was not working properly, he walked across the room and pushed open two old windows.
Li Zhu looked at his back and sighed, he was much more obedient than 365.
A familiar electronic voice rang out: "Oh, then refund the mission replacement compensation that just arrived."
"Don't retreat, don't retreat. Brother Tong is the best. I love you." Li Zhu stood up straight with a start. His right hand hung by his side, and he pinched his thumb and index finger together to make a heart shape.
365 hummed and released a light screen.
[Small cart (sustainable upgrade version): sunflower seeds, beverages, mineral water, welcome to purchase.]
Li Zhu showed the expression of an old man looking at his phone on the subway.
It's not a cheat, it's useless, thank you.
Lost interest instantly.
[How to obtain: can be exchanged for "positive value"]
[Positive Value: This refers to the strong positive emotions generated by the host's surroundings, including joy, care, courage, love, etc.]
The exact opposite of a negative value.
Li Zhu suddenly had an idea: "What if I could gain positive emotions from my target?"
The mission goal is the ultimate manifestation of negative emotions, and it is extremely difficult to obtain positive emotions from others.
365: "Points are growing rapidly, and the upgrade of the cart is just around the corner."
Upgrading means richer products and more diverse functions, which helps to complete tasks as quickly as possible.
Li Zhu felt like he had endless energy and couldn't wait to lock onto his target.
"What is Sister Shen's negative value towards me?" He wanted to use it as a reference.
[Subject: Chen Pingfang; Negative Value: 3030]
“…”
Li Zhu was stunned by this terrifying number.
As a roommate, Chen Pingfang was annoyed with the original owner to the point of more than 3,000 points. Then the real murderer who killed the original owner must have been annoyed with at least 10,000 points, right?
After thinking for a moment, he rejected the idea.
That's not the way it's calculated.
Some people are filled with hatred and curse, while others kill impulsively after just a few words of argument.
Judging solely by numbers is not accurate enough. If you get the target wrong and delay progress, the result will be more harm than good.
This was Li Zhu's first time carrying out such a complex mission, and he was completely clueless. He had no idea what to do. He would just take it one step at a time.
The room was too quiet, and he looked up at the window in confusion.
The elder brother who had been extremely concerned about him two minutes ago was now staring downstairs with gritted teeth, and the message above his head said:
[Negative value +200, my sweetheart is back, can't he change his bad habit of liking men?]
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