Check In From Marvel

The cafeteria guard looked at Mu Qiu who was like Conan in front of him speechlessly. This was a mobile Death God, where to go, what Deadman.

He just noticed the situation here, and the guard was already staring at Mu Qiu before the bald head came.

Afterwards, he walked over with his bald head, and he was still thinking about going over and pulling a frame.

As a result, the bald head fell back inexplicably and died...

"I, I killed, I surrendered!"

Mu Qiu raised his hand, like a pupil rushing to answer a question, raising his hand there and yelling to me.

The canteen guard glanced at Mu Qiu, and was about to tell the doctor to increase the amount of medicine for this person.

Why do I like to join in the fun all day long...

Obviously it was an accident, this guy has to get involved every time.

The guards all doubted whether this guy came in Arkham because he was carrying the fire.

"Me! Me! I did it!"

Mu Qiu was still yelling, the guard seemed deaf, and ignored him. The staff with the body collection carried the bald corpse away.

"Damn! Is there something wrong? I don't care if I admit it?"

He was a little bit overwhelmed. Originally, he thought that Amom would be sneaky, fearing that it would affect the punching card afterwards.

Now he wants to live in a single room and specialize in Deadman, but the guards don't see him even more.

It's hard, it's too hard.

Mu Qiu swept a circle of people, who looked like curious babies with wide eyes.

These poor mental illnesses caused him to kill a few indiscriminately, and he couldn't get rid of it...

There is no other way but to wait for the fish to take the bait. It is not very good to take the initiative to attack.

After all... he felt that a few inmates would still do something to him...

....

....

Nothing happened all morning, Mu Qiu was paralyzed in the cell.

The inmates were also surprisingly quiet, no one chatted and no one to provoke him, as if they were planning something. When they saw Mu Qiu returning to the cell, a few people rushed out.

In fact, he wanted to be crooked.

These people have heard about the cafeteria.

Because a few people didn't go to dinner last night, they didn't know Deadman in the cafeteria last night.

When a few people went for breakfast this morning, someone happened to talk about it.

They just learned that the Asian was arguing with the other person, and the other party was electrocuted to death for some reason. They were still thinking that it was not so coincidental...they heard the news that another person had died.

These few inmates of Mu Qiu are the closest to the truth besides the dean of Arkham...

One or two seemed like accidents.

How many people are there? Do you really treat people as fools?

Therefore, Mu Qiu's inmates all died quietly and tried not to stay in the cell. There was really no way to return to the cell, and they also pretended to be dead without saying a word.

These people are scared.

No matter what, it's not someone else who might die.

On this day, the "wasting" passed, and Mu Qiu even missed the days when everyone came to him at every turn.

How boring is this now? In addition to sleep is to eat.

boring...

so boring...

The next day...

"Oh my God! There are more than twenty days left, this punch card is really torture...Is this a punch card made by a human?"

【Ding! 】

At this time, the long-lost system suddenly went online, and a clear beep sounded.

"I'll just complain about it! Stop yelling!"

Mu Qiu sat up, looked at the ceiling silently, and confronted the system.

At this time, the inmates also woke up. Hearing this Asian man talking to himself in Chinese that they did not understand, he suddenly felt a chill in his back.

The two guys on the upper bunk looked at each other, and both of them read a trace of fear in each other's eyes.

What do these Asians read! what! Is this a spell to summon the devil?

Who is he talking to?

ghost!

A ghost that no one can see in this cell!The more they thought about it, the more scared they became. They jumped off the upper bunk and rushed out of the cell!

The rest of the people didn't know what happened.

However, there was a trace of anxiety in their hearts. Now some people are in a situation as if they are greatly stimulated. The rest, including the tattooed man, also rushed out and ran for their lives...

"Is you sick...?"

Mu Qiu's face was dumbfounded, he didn't know that his unintentional behavior made this group of people afraid of this.

【Ding! 】

"Why are you stinging? You said it!"

【Ding! The exchange group is open! Your initial ID is: 938786369]

[Do you want to modify the ID? 】

"Communication group?" Mu Qiu was stunned. He really didn't expect this thing to have peers, so he could still communicate?

But ID definitely needs to be changed!

"Modify ID! Rename me: Bring me a big brother."

[Current user name to be used]

【please enter again】

"Huh? Can this name be snatched?"

[The name is too long, within 5 characters]

"Is it a brain-dead? I'm not making a name when I'm talking about it!"

[The name is too long, within 5 characters]

"Damn! Artificial mental retardation!"

【Ding! Successfully renamed, current ID: Relying on artificial mental retardation]

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Three big question marks floated on Mu Qiu's head.

Is this his sister's okay?

But this ID will be considered a fool, right?

"Change the ID, I want to change the name!"

【Ding! 10,000 points are needed to modify the ID for the second time, and the current points are 1,700]

"I took it, I really took it, it would cost 10,000 points to change a bad name?"

It's no wonder that he was surprised. He signed in twice from Marvel and Mr. Zombie signed in once. This has been checked in three times, and it only scored 1,700 points. It is really too much to change the name for 10,000 points.

"That won't change, let me join the exchange group!"

As soon as Mu Qiu's voice fell, he suddenly felt the picture in front of him, and the surrounding environment was like a strange special effect. When the picture was shaking, the surrounding environment suddenly changed!

"Where is this...?"

Mu Qiu's eyes were no longer what the Arkham Asylum looked like. He had already been replaced by a large pure white room. Except for the flashing wooden door in front of him, there were no furnishings in the house.

"Wait a minute! I won't go back to Gotham anymore! I'm not done with my clock!"

[Communication group can withdraw at any time]

The system just came out to explain at this time.

"That's good, that's good..."

Mu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to inquire about the system, "Where is this? Is this an exchange group? What about people?"

[The current location is your space, you can store things here, more functions are temporarily not open]

"Space?" Mu Qiu scratched his head. QQ Zone, he knew the thing that stole food. What is the space here? He thought, and suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he slapped his thigh anxiously: "Then I am here, does it mean I escaped from Arkham? Did I fail to check in?"

[The time flow in the space is different from the outside. After entering, your body will still stay in the previous position]

"Just say you pressed pause... Why is it so complicated?"

"This door...is there an exchange group behind the door?"

"Are you there?"

"Hey?"

"Please speak...?"

The system suddenly stopped answering, making Mu Qiu confused for a while.

"Forget it, I'm here anyway, push the door to see what's going on." He was very curious about people who had the same fate as himself, and he wanted to know what plots others had gone through.

Mu Qiu thought, walked to the door and pushed the door open.

This push does not matter.

The scene behind the door shocked him!

He hurriedly closed the door, but it was still a step late...

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