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Chapter 118 New tasks for the system?

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    ¡°It¡¯s getting dark soon!¡±

    Yi Feng walked around the surrounding jungle, but still saw no trace of Yun Luhua. Looking at the getting dark sky, he had no choice but to rush back to the camp.

    "What the hell?"

    But just as he walked back to the camp, when he raised his head, he was shocked!

    At this moment, around his camp, there were carcasses of all kinds of beasts, such as leopards, wild boars, wolves, all kinds of things

    "No way?"

    "I couldn't have concocted a super poison, I really just concocted it to use as realgar!"

    Looking at the death state of these animals, and thinking of the snakes and eagles that died before, Yi Feng could guess that the cause of death of these beasts was most likely the powder he had sprinkled!

    "Sin!"

    Yi Feng couldn¡¯t help curling his lips, and quickly threw away the medicine bottle in his hand, for fear of poisoning himself, and then used water to wash away the white powder on the ground, and then returned to his camp feeling quite safe.

    "However, these game meats are also rare and good things!"

    Although Yi Feng felt guilty for accidentally killing so many beasts, thinking about their meat made Yi Feng drool again.

    You know, delicious food is extremely hard to find in this world.

    Let¡¯s take the martial arts cultivators as an example. Their minds are all on cultivation and they don¡¯t have much appetite at all.  On the other hand, the mortals of another class are thinking about how to make a living, and they don't spend much thought on oral desires. They just want to satisfy their hunger. They don't even know what to do if you throw them a pig's trotter.

    So, food is very expensive in this world, which is why a bowl of beef noodles costs one gold coin.

    Therefore, in his eyes, the carcasses of these animals are just plates of braised pig's trotters, cold leopard meat, roasted whole wolves

    Although the idea is wonderful, it has become a problem to bring so many things down the mountain.

    "Damn it, you are guarding the golden mountain in vain"

    "Hold!"

    Yi Feng cursed, sat back on the bluestone with a speechless face, and took out the acoustic guitar out of boredom.

    ¡°Let¡¯s pass the time!¡±

    Yi Feng¡¯s palm gently fell on the strings, and the sweet guitar sound spread throughout the mountains and forests.

    At this moment, the long-lost system sound sounded in Yi Feng¡¯s mind.

    "Ding, congratulations to the host for activating a new mission."

    "oh?"

    Yi Feng stood up suddenly, with a look of anticipation in his eyes, hoping that the system would find out and get him something that could help him become a cultivator. If not, let him become a god from another world!

    "Task content: Practice piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting to a level comparable to that of God!"

    "Reward: a mount."

    "I'll fuck you!"

    After listening to the sound of the system, Yi Feng's hope was disappointed again, and he suddenly cursed.

    I thought it was a good thing, but it turned out to be these miscellaneous tasks.

    You may say that it is of some use, but take the boxer and ironsmith as an example. It is difficult for him to support himself.  Even when he finally got rich, he relied on his ability as a time traveler and wrote it down. It had nothing to do with this broken system.

    ¡°But that¡¯s all. After all, he was blacksmithing and so on. At least he didn¡¯t starve to death in these years.

    But he really couldn¡¯t think of any use for his chess, calligraphy and painting.

    Is it used to cultivate sentiment?

    Of course, what makes him complain the most is the mission reward!

    He has not forgotten the time when the system gave him a task to run a martial arts gym, saying it was to reward him with a super master.

    He was looking forward to it at the time, thinking that the peak of his life was about to come, but what kind of blow did reality bring to him?

    He is said to be a super master, but he is actually a half-dead man with a broken skull!

    He admitted that it looked scary, but it served no purpose other than causing trouble.

    So the mount?

    hehe¡­¡­

    "I bother!"

    Yi Feng burst into tears with hatred. He didn't believe that this broken system could really reward him with a good mount. There was a high probability that it would create another cheating thing.

    That¡¯s why he didn¡¯t bother to complete this task.

    In anger, Yi Feng kicked the guitar out of his hand and became angry just looking at it.

    But just as he kicked him away, the sound of the system came again.

      "Punishment for mission failure: take back the martial arts hall and no longer belong to the host!"

    "Nani?"

    Yi Feng¡¯s face immediately turned dark, and he was about to burst out with anger.

    Although those skills are useless, this martial arts gym is his place to stay. Even if he has money now and can buy another house, the relationship and sense of belonging he has gained over the years cannot be bought.

    "You are cruel!"

    Yi Feng cursed, picked up the guitar again, and played Dongfeng Po.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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