The Heavens Card Group: Start Marvel Cards

The problem of the balance of good and evil has not been resolved for the time being, and another serious problem is in front of him.

The attribute rewards for doing bad things have been greatly reduced.

It wasn't obvious at first, but since the constitution surpassed [-], the reduction became more and more serious. At first, it was a bit of malice and a little bit of physique, but now it takes almost ten points of malice to increase a little bit of constitution.

The reason should be linked to the basic strength of the attribute.

Besides, Chen Mu had another guess.The good and evil values ​​that the target can provide are related to the feasibility of the target to do good and evil.

The ability here refers to, including but not limited to strength, influence, and power.

For example, ordinary homeless people have limited abilities. The most good deeds they can do are to help others guide the way, and the bad deeds are even more limited, and the most they can do is to kill a few people.

But powerful people are different. Through power and financial resources, they can accomplish more and bigger things, and the radiation is wider. One sentence may determine the fate of thousands of people. The value of good and evil that such people can provide , no less than a superhero.

The most recent example is that Treasure Boy, who is obviously just a weak chicken, who can be frightened casually, and the maliciousness of one person is almost more than that of ten people.

Another example is the three wild dogs who were taught before. After being abused for a long time, the shit was sprayed out, and it was less than five o'clock.

For Chen Mu, this situation was not good or bad, at most it was an extra channel for earning points.

After all, it is a society ruled by law, where superheroes hate evil like enemies, and the Snake and Shield Bureau secretly engages in troubles and seeks alms for the rich or high-ranking officials, which will also lead to trouble.

In summary, there are three issues to be resolved:

First, money.Not to mention the great wealth, luxury cars and mansions, food and clothing are difficult to take care of, as a time traveler, Chen Mu is ashamed.

Second, combat effectiveness.Strong physical fitness, but no matching skills, bullying ordinary people is okay, but when encountering monsters like massacres, they will be killed every minute.

Third, the value of goodwill.If he wanted to grow steadily, the importance of goodwill was self-evident. He didn't want to be entangled with all kinds of monsters every day.

The first point is relatively easy to solve. As long as the table knife finds a buyer, there will be no shortage of money in a short time.

The second point is not difficult, looking for a breakthrough from the system card draw, as for finding someone to learn combat experience?Obviously unrealistic, not to mention time-consuming and labor-intensive, the progress is still slow.

The third point, doing good deeds, is easy to say, but the most difficult in practice.Thousands of goodwill points, even if it is a life-saving grace, it does not exceed 50 points at a time. He does not do business every day, and he can't get it all just by being a savior.

Human nature is bad, if you curse a few times, the value of malice will rise in a flash, but it is ten times more difficult to reap goodwill, Chen Mu's heart is heavy.

We can only take one step at a time and do our best. If it is really impossible, we can only resist the unknown risks mentioned by the system.

Now it is basically certain that the risk specifically refers to the chance of encountering the characters in the plot, whether it is a chance encounter or a coincidence, if this continues, in the future, when you go to the toilet, the person next door to the pit may be Domamu.

no peace--

In the morning, everything is silent.

Chen Mu washed up briefly and was ready to go out.

It is now 7:40 in the morning, and it takes 10 minutes to walk to the subway station. It takes more than enough time to take the subway to Brooklyn North Station, and then to the agreed Panshan Avenue.

"Chen Mu, come and have breakfast."

Pushing open the door, Chen Mu was surprised to find that Keller was busy in and out of the kitchen, sandwiches, waffles, hot milk, pure oatmeal, and a good-looking breakfast was served on the table.

In the pot, the hot oil is still boiling.Keller is flipping through the phone while cooking.

Chen Mu stepped forward to take a look, and his heart was slightly touched. There were a few fried dough sticks floating in the hot oil.

"I heard that Chinese people love deep-fried dough sticks for breakfast. I studied it for a long time last night, but I just don't know if it's good or not." Keller carefully fiddled with the golden fried dough sticks with a colander.

Qiao blushed, and the oil foam accidentally splashed caused bursts of exclamation.

"When you smell it, you know it must be delicious." Chen Mu sniffed it with an intoxicated expression.

Living together for more than two months, this is the first time I see Keller cooking. I didn't have the time to cook breakfast in the past.

It takes more than two hours for a girl to choose the outfit for going out every morning. Where can she have such time.

"Fry on low heat until golden, it should be almost done."

Keller wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, picked up the fritters from the hot oil, and looked forward to: "Try it quickly, and see if it tastes right."

The appearance of the golden fried dough sticks is really nothing to say, so it can be seen that a lot of thought must have been spent.

The garbage in the kitchen hadn't been cleaned up last night, and Chen Mu saw a lot of dark residue in it.

After taking the plate, Chen Mu felt a little heavy, it was the weight of his heart.

'Kacha' The fritters just out of the pan, without caring about cooling, took a big bite.

Chen Mu's eyes widened, he chewed for a while and swallowed it. This deep-fried dough stick was very special.

"Keller, fried dough sticks, no sugar added."

"what?"

Keller's small expression instantly stretched his hips, and he quickly took out his mobile phone to read the tutorial.

"Isn't the white powder sugar? It shouldn't be."

The tutorials on the mobile phone are all in Chinese, except that the picture can be understood, and Keller cooks completely according to his own taste, muttering: "It's clear that the sweet ones are better—"

"Well, it's really delicious." The taste of crooked nuts is really different.

Chen Mu simply gave up explaining.

"Of course! Sweet fried dough sticks are more delicious, I like it very much." Keller immediately smiled, and also took a small bite of fried dough sticks.

Crunchy and crispy, it tastes much better than a sandwich. No wonder Chinese people regard it as a standard breakfast.

It is too much sugar, and Keller is worried that it will affect his figure.

"Keller, just to be on the safe side, it's best not to go anywhere today." Chen Mu emptied his breakfast, took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and told the girl, "Stay at home obediently, and wait until I discuss it with my boss. "

"Okay, I'll be very good." Kyler agreed meekly.

"See you tonight."

Chen Mu's mouth was a little dry, he stopped talking, picked up his coat and went out.

She was obviously a hot girl, but turned into a good girl in a blink of an eye, and she had a very serious sense of disobedience.

Outside the apartment, the wind and snow were noisy, and the sky was covered with a layer of blur.

Chen Mu bowed his head and walked quickly, his heart was inexplicably warm, and the girl's smile was lingering in his mind for a long time.

Curse yourself for being superficial.

However, the warm atmosphere is really fragrant, dispelling the loneliness brought about by time travel.

Then he sighed faintly and exhaled a wisp of white mist.

An hour later, Chen Mu walked out of the Brooklyn subway entrance and transferred to a bus bound for Panshan Highway.

The road surface is slippery and uneven.

Coupled with the remote location, Chen Mu seemed to be in a bumper car, with constant bumps along the way.

"Man, are you a new temporary worker in the prison?"

Immediately after the vehicle arrived at the station, an Asian youth came up to strike up a conversation.

The young man was shaved and slightly shorter than Chen Mu, and he was forced to wear a leather jacket to look handsome in the cold weather. It seemed that his brain was not working well.

However, out of politeness, Chen Mu still smiled back: "Is it a stick or a devil?"

Say hello in Chinese.

The young man was slightly taken aback, and asked in confusion, "Sorry, do you speak Chinese?"

Not a fellow villager, Chen Mu lost interest in chatting, and said lightly: "I'm concerned about whether you, sand sculpture, are cold."

'Ding, malicious value +5, mental power +1.'

This time it was in English, but the young man couldn't understand what the sand sculpture meant, but he could tell that it was definitely not a good word, and his face turned black immediately.