It's broken, I'm playing a really weird development game

The ducks were not cheap, but to be honest, the meat of this half duck is twice that of the roast duck that costs 18 yuan.

So it is not expensive to buy half a duck for 28 yuan, and this half is at least two kilograms.

The plain noodles he had at noon had been digested long ago, and Wu Wen also consumed a lot of energy in the afternoon due to the awkward ride in the car.

So he really couldn't help it, and ran to the park with the duck meat, and ate it with two big sesame cakes he bought.

He really had no oil in his stomach for the past two or three days, and he ate almost two kilograms of duck meat by himself, and also spent two big sesame cakes.

"Burp!"

Wu Wen burped, then took out a cigarette and lit one.

"Huff!" The thick smoke exhaled as Wu Wen exhaled, bringing a sense of pleasure to his body and mind.

Smoking after meals is a bad habit, which is very harmful to the body. Wu Wen didn't smoke after meals before.

But now it's still unclear whether he can live to die naturally, so he naturally stopped persuading himself.

In fact, if he wasn't afraid of getting dirty diseases and feeling nauseous, Wu Wen would have run to his girlfriend by now.

After all, he didn't want to suddenly feel that he was very regretful in his life before he died, and the last time he released his desire was still manual transmission.

Bottom line and moral conscience still seem a little small in the face of death.

Of course, this is the performance of ordinary people.

While smoking, Wu Wen opened Beep. He wanted to see the data of the video he posted so far.

After all, this is related to his ghost currency income.

Ghost coins can be exchanged for handy weapons in the ghost mall, just like the "Carnival of the Madman", so the more ghost coins he has, the more he can exchange, which will naturally provide a certain guarantee for his survival.

But he still wants to save some ghost coins to exchange for evil ghosts.

After all, Hong Yuan saved his life in a critical moment. If he can get along well with ghosts, maybe he won't need to do it himself in the dungeon in the future, and the ghosts he raises will solve the problem.

Wu Wen firmly believes that this can be achieved, because this is a weird development game after all, and cultivating weirdness is definitely the top priority.

The advertisement page of Beep flashed on the mobile phone screen for more than ten seconds, and even Wu Wen didn't click on the advertisement, it opened the advertisement page by itself.

This made Wu Wen very angry. Damn, these apps are like this now. When you open a software, it will pop up an ad interface by itself. It's really disgusting.

Fortunately, Wu Wen's annoyance disappeared without a trace when he saw his background message 99+.

"Fuck, it exploded!"

Wu Wen was overjoyed when he saw his background message. He quickly found his video and clicked it.

As expected, the number of viewers has reached 50,000, and there are more than 10,000 comments.

But most of the comments were scolding him.

50,000 people, that's 50 ghost coins! The remaining 50 ghost coins can be added together to win a prize!

Why does it feel like the income from this video is much greater than the income from my task?

But think about it again, isn't the purpose of doing tasks for income? And videos can only be generated by doing tasks, so this is actually the income from tasks, just a follow-up income.

And the income from videos is not only ghost coin income, but also the money income that comes with the video website.

Wu Wen took a look at his background income.

Very good, the backend income has reached more than 100 now!

Great!

Although I don't know how Bibi calculates the money, my video is 30 minutes long, and the money paid after watching it must be more than that of a shorter video.

Wu Wen looked at the more than 500 fans he had accumulated, and his heart was even more excited.

If he did a few more tasks and managed this account, the money earned from the video alone would probably be enough for his expenses.

If he did a dozen tasks, even if he died in the task, his account would be enough for his parents to have a little follow-up income.

Because Wu Wen was sure that after he had accumulated some popularity, once he died, it would definitely set off a fuss on the entire network,

This wave of traffic is enough to improve his family's conditions.

Wu Wen is such a filial man. He is dying and still wants to use his death to improve his family's living environment.

What a good kid!

Wu Wen watched his data refresh and rise, and for the first time he felt like doing the task again.

"Pah!" Wu Wen slapped himself in the face.

Because he just felt that it was worth it. He actually began to feel that he was excited to get these benefits in exchange for the shock and danger of a night!

Damn, I can't think about it anymore. I always feel that this game has its own ideas and uses various means to attract me to do tasks!

Wu Wen threw away the idea in his mind, then extinguished the cigarette butt on the ground, cleaned up the garbage he had left, and stood up.

After eating and drinking, I have to buy a top.

It's so hot now that I can't just wear this plastic jacket on my body, otherwise it will be disgusting if I get athlete's foot.

In addition, he had to buy some other things to prepare for his next task.

At present, four daily tasks have been completed, so there is no need to worry about the daily tasks this month. The rest is to prepare with all your strength and sprint for the weekly tasks.

Thinking of the "figure of the dead" in the weekly task, Wu Wen always felt a little uncomfortable in his neck.

He was really scared by the dead body that strangled his neck!

So now when he sees any dead person or corpse, he feels a dull pain in his neck.

Fortunately, his mentality is relatively optimistic and his heart is relatively big, so except for the psychological shadow when he sees it, it has no effect on his life.

After half an hour of hard work, Wu Wen finally spent 100 yuan in a small clothing store to buy two short-sleeved shirts.

They are all made of cotton cloth. If he gets hurt again next time, he can use them to temporarily plug the wound.

It was not until nine o'clock in the evening that Wu Wen returned to the downstairs of the community where he rented.

"Yuehua Community."

Looking at the house number on the gate of the community, and then looking at the location of the store on the first floor of the community, Wu Wen narrowed his eyes.

He saw a shop sign.

"Zhang Li Breakfast!"

Isn't this the Mrs. Zhang in the daily task?

The area around the shop sign has turned black, and it is obvious that it has been here for quite a while.

Wu Wen remembered this breakfast shop. When he first came here to rent a house, he bought buns here once.

In his impression, Mrs. Zhang was a middle-aged woman with a charming demeanor. She was about 40 or 50 years old, and she was very lively. She would call everyone "older brother" to get closer to them.

As for her husband, he seemed to be the silent man who only knew how to work, but he was quite simple. He would do whatever Mrs. Zhang asked him to do. He seemed to be an honest man!

Could it be that Mrs. Zhang's husband killed her?

Wu Wen had already started to imagine a drama in his mind where the introverted husband felt that he was cuckolded because his wife was too sociable and killed someone in anger.

This situation is also very common in real life, and it has been reported on the news.

Wu Wen took another look at the closed roller shutter door of Zhang Li’s breakfast shop, then returned home with his things.