Chapter 623

"You really don't think about it anymore? To tell you the truth, taking this task is not much different from suicide." the voice of the system, like a little devil, came from youyou. Hao Chuan wanted to beat people.

Hao Chuan waved his hand and didn't bother to look at the system more. He pretended to be arrogant and shouted: "needless to say, a man's big husband naturally has nine words. Our great founding leader once said that it's fun to fight with heaven. Now, under the pressure of an unscrupulous system, isn't it fast for Hao Chuan to become an enemy of the world?"

"Yes, yes, it's really backbone." the system listened to Hao Chuan's extraordinary declaration, symbolically slapped twice and made a soft chirp. Then, the sarcastic smile of schadenfreude at the corners of his mouth became more and more rich. The system looked at Hao Chuan and said with a smile: "The time required for this task is limited. Three months later, if you can't finish the task... Hey, Hao Chuan, I have the right to kill!" after that, the system laughed proudly, and the body disappeared slowly in front of Hao Chuan.

Hao Chuan was stunned. He leaned back and fell to the ground. He wailed, "God is going to kill me. Pit father system, I won't stop if you don't play dead..."

After finishing his mood, Hao Chuan started the task progress. Now he has three tasks in progress. The first is the main task of the system to find the ancient martial arts world and integrate into the ancient martial arts world. Up to now, this main task is still in a distant state.

Originally, Hao Chuan was worried that there was no time limit for this main task. He was also afraid that the system would go crazy one day and make an article directly on the task time. Wouldn't he want to die unjustly?

Fortunately, there is an obvious time limit for this task, which is an enemy of the world, so it can at least ensure that Hao Chuan is still in a relatively safe position in the current three months.

At the thought of this, Hao Chuan felt a little ironic and said it was relatively safe, but God knows how great the pressure in his heart is. This kind of thing is like two patients with the same disease. The doctor directly sentenced one patient to death and said that your disease can last up to a month. In a month, you will have to say goodbye to the world. If there is no special accident, it will be better Ninety nine percent of the time, if the patient can't survive a month, he will meet God in advance.

What about the other patient? The doctor gave him encouragement and unlimited hope. He said that the disease was not terrible. What was terrible was that people should have the determination and perseverance to overcome the disease. With this encouragement, the patient often glowed with amazing fighting power in the struggle against the disease. Although the reality was that he was finally killed by the disease, the supporting time was often a long time Ten times, or even a hundred times, of a month

Hao Chuan's current situation is similar to the first one in the above example. In fact, the systematic conditions clearly tell Hao Chuan not to struggle. No matter how you toss, you will only have up to three months left. This is equivalent to mentioning the expected death. It is definitely not cool. On the contrary, it is a kind of spiritual torture.

Therefore, don't look at Hao Chuan. With the help of the system, on the surface, he has incomparable scenery and has led a beautiful life that everyone envies. But behind his back, the psychological pressure Hao Chuan bears is far from comparable to those ordinary people. It's hard to say. He struggles on the line of death almost every day

So many things burst out of Hao Chuan's head, and his mood was very complicated for a time.

The second system task, which is not specific in time, is the series of fan accumulation tasks. Hao Chuan now has more than 1000 fans. It is still far away from tens of thousands, and 100000 is far away. As for millions and tens of millions of fans, it is like a dream for Hao Chuan.

The third task is the task of being systematically and boldly hostile to the whole world. On the task progress bar, it is still below the red threat alarm line, and a huge zero on it looks particularly dazzling.

Zero to 100 numbers represent the aristocratic families with more than 100 in the capital. Whenever they accept or completely eliminate each other's hostility according to the requirements of the system, this progress bar number will jump up one grid. Now looking at this dazzling zero, Hao Chuan feels too dazzling.

God knows how much effort Hao Chuan spent in the system space to completely suppress his restless mood. However, even so, when Hao Chuan planned to exit the system space, his face showed a ferocious look involuntarily. His good mood when he first entered the system had long disappeared.

In the eyes of the onlookers around, Hao Chuan's expression was a simple pause. Many people didn't even notice the abnormality, but no one thought that Hao Chuan had experienced so many bad things in the system space after such a small action in the real space.

Listening to the crowd around him, Hao Chuan had a ridiculous feeling as if he were separated from the world. He was not in the mood to respond to the crowd. He looked at Hepburn, who was still standing in Song Hai and stared at himself. Hao Chuan was not in the mood to talk more nonsense with Hepburn. He stretched out his hand and pulled Hepburn When he got to the side, his face showed an angry expression of gnashing teeth and said fiercely, "you rotten moth that can kill people. If you didn't have nothing to do, where would there be so many broken things?"

Hao Chuan scolded song Hai, who couldn't move. He said hello, or hit him with his fist, or kicked him fiercely. When he finished this sentence, song Hai was almost beaten by Hao Chuan, and his head was swollen into a pig's head. His small appearance looked miserable.

Hao Chuan thought it was meaningless to beat song Hai from head to foot. After all, song Hai was fixed by his silver needle pulse cutting technique. His ears could hear things, but his mouth couldn't speak. Such a violent beating fell on Song Hai. Although the effect was obvious, he couldn't hear song Hai moan. There was really not much vent like pleasure.

So Hao Chuan patted song Hai's chin. It didn't matter. The earth shaking scream suddenly came out of song Hai's mouth and listened to the crowd's ears, making them feel cold.