Su Qingyu glanced at the time and said, "Don't worry, spend some quality time with your uncle and aunt first.
I'm going to go out soon, and I'll come find you after I finish this instance."
Zhuang Xiaodie held the microphone and said worriedly: "Hey~ The dungeon is so dangerous, can we not go?"
"I have to postpone this instance. I have been putting it off for a whole year. It is time to finish it." Su Qingyu looked at the circus ticket in her hand. "It just so happens that I want to go see the clowns, too."
"Then you must protect yourself."
"The same to you."
Hang up the phone.
Su Qingyu picked up the black backpack and handed it to Wuxin: "Can you help me smell it? Is there any smell of rotten meat on this bag?"
In the [Morning Star Beverage Factory] copy, Su Qingyu used this bag to package the factory manager. After he came back, the bag smelled bad for a long time.
Su Qingyu used deodorant and washed three times before the unpleasant smell faded away.
Wu Xin sniffed it and said, "It smells good."
"That's it. If you think it smells good, it proves that I still haven't washed it clean."
Wuxin is weird. He only finds human flesh fragrant.
He added, "The master smells good too."
"Thank you for the compliment." That's not necessary.
Leave Tianfu Lingcheng.
The copy [Red Apple Circus] is opened.
Number of participants in the trial: 5.
Difficulty:
These five sparkling and shining stars made Su Qingyu want to die by punching himself into the balls.
Sure enough, it won’t be easy to pass the level since there’s a clown logo on it.
Su Qingyu woke up from a coma and felt a strange discomfort.
She found that her hands were tied with hemp rope. Her small and delicate hands were dirty. She was wearing a short-sleeved top with holes in it and a cartoon pattern on it that was almost worn off.
Looking around, I saw a group of dirty kids with their hands and feet tied.
There are about a dozen of them.
Some are in a coma, while others have slowly woken up.
Among them was a little girl wearing glasses, who looked particularly familiar to Su Qingyu.
She has pigtails, glasses, and one of her eyes looks like a prosthetic eye.
Who is it
Su Qingyu looked away. She had discovered that she was now in the body of a child. She was delicate and weak, and her strength and speed were greatly limited.
This also greatly increases the difficulty of clearing the copy.
A round potato head with only a mouth. He wore a black hat and a black suit, and drove a horse-drawn carriage towards the circus.
The horses that pulled the carts were covered in sores, and maggots fell from the holes that were oozing with pus.
The night is dark.
Wuxin sat on the iron cage.
His dark pupils stared at the white mist in the distance.
The other children who had regained consciousness had obviously seen Wuxin. They moved away from Wuxin in fear and huddled together for warmth.
The carriage stopped.
On a dark night, the red and white circus tent stood on the desolate grassland. The outer wall of the tent was sprayed with strange patterns and evil graffiti. The clown grinned, and his eyes under the oil paint seemed to be staring at the children who came.
The outer iron fence was inlaid with sharp iron nails, and the blood-red flag with the clown logo painted on it fluttered in the wind.