Check In From Marvel

The New Testament. There is a saying in the Book of Revelation that 666 is a bad omen and a demon.

At the same time, it is said in the West that God created the world in seven days, and seven days a week, there are twenty-seven books of Revelation, so the number seven represents perfection. (Clearlove7, 777!)

So six is ​​an imperfect number, because it is a number short of seven, so the old iron double-clicking 666 is unlucky in the West.

The tattooed man immediately fainted when he saw the 666 representing the devil, which is equivalent to the unlucky person who is a flower planter seeing a big "dead" written on the ground.

"This fainted, it's really boring." Mu Qiu curled his lips and looked at the scared tattooed man.

He originally wanted to show a few more spells.

【Ding! You have a new message to be checked]

At this time, the system issued a prompt.

"New news? What news?" Mu Qiu handed Ikki, words appeared in the air.

[Hello, I was not at home before, and I saw your visitor record, what's the matter? 】

Um? what's going on? !

Mu Qiu was stunned. Someone sent this news?

It means that the last time the bikini beach was its home?

"System, how do I reply?"

Mu Qiu raised a question.

[Each message consumes ten points]

"Ten points? Um... it's still acceptable." He now has 1,700 points, which is still worthwhile.

"But the money can't be used in vain, I have to figure out how to say it."

Mu Qiu thought for a long time and wrote a lot.

"Hello, senior, I am the person who went to your house before, you can call me Qiu."

"What trading group I just opened, and there is that space. There is a door in my space. Open the door and it is your home... um... Is your home Bikini Beach? Just the city of SpongeBob SquarePants ...It's pretty."

"I want to ask seniors something. I am a novice. I am now in the DC world. The first check-in is about staying in the Arkham Madhouse for a month. Do you know what the next task will be after the check-in is over? I want to advance be prepared..."

"Big brother! Let me hug my thighs! (*^__^*)."

【Ding! Your message is sent successfully, the text has exceeded the upper limit, 10+75 points will be deducted]

"Damn! I'm not mistaken! What do you mean by deducting my eighty-five points? You are more than the airline checked baggage! The additional deduction is more expensive than the air ticket?" Mu Qiu's expression changed, the miser The character is fully revealed.

After Mu Qiu sent the message, he waited for a long time without replying.

"Isn't it the system that catches me? Get a chat robot and lie to me?" Mu Qiu found something wrong and decided not to be deceived anymore.

He just made up his mind not to waste points, and the other party's news came again.

【Ding! You have a new message to be checked]

Mu Qiu opened the news with expectation.

【door? Does your house have a door leading to my house? You didn't tease me to play... and... what is a punch card? Is it your name Roar for the Lord God’s mission... Arkham Asylum for a month? Why haven't I heard of this kind of task? You are from the C team to tease me! 】

These short dozens of words shocked Mu Qiu.

Lord God?

Haven't heard of clocking in?

Does the other party know the existence of the door?

As for Mu Qiu from Team C and so on, he no longer wants to know, his worldview has collapsed now.

He thought that everyone was the same as him, being a puppet of the system, going to check in and sign in to some plot worlds.

I didn’t expect that the other party had never heard of clocking in, then...Mu Qiu didn't care about the distressed points anymore, and edited the news again.

"Ah! That clocking in is the task of the main god, it is a habit of my own, clocking in and out of work!"

"That... there is indeed a door. I don't know what Team C is." Mu Qiu understands that three points are true and seven points are false.

"Can I exchange information? I have experienced "Iron Man1", "Invincible Hulk", "Mr. Zombie", and I know many things in the DC world."

Mu Qiu started to talk.

After another period of boring time passed, the other party finally got a reply.

[Hmm... Actually I am not a senior. This is the second time I came to the main god space to do a mission. You have experienced so many reincarnation worlds, then you are my senior... I may be a long time after this news I won't reply to you again, because I have no points...or am I dead? Why! I have no idea! If I can go back alive and get points again, I will tell you again-Shi Yao]

"Shi Yao? Is this its name? It sounds like a girl..."

"System, what is the main god space?"

...

"System, what is the reincarnation world?"

...

"All right...you pretend to be dumb, I'm going to eat."

canteen.

Mu Qiu received a portion of ham, a portion of fried eggs, a portion of bread, and finally a glass of fresh milk.

Beautiful.

Is this life in a lunatic asylum? That's wonderful enough!

It would be great if no one came to harass.

Mu Qiu licked the milk on his lips and looked at the person in front of him.

This is a white man with dyed white hair.

"Something?"

Mu Qiu was uncomfortable being stared at for dinner, and gave him a blank look.

"Want to escape?"

When the white hair spoke, Mu Qiu smiled directly, spraying the milk and bread crumbs all over his face.

"You!" Baimao was sprayed and wanted to have an attack, but after thinking about his own purpose, he endured it.

"I want to eat, don't make me laugh. Others want to escape. I just want to be a salted fish for a lifetime (one month) in Arkham." Mu Qiu handed Baimao a piece of paper, but the other party didn't answer it either. Yes, I don’t know what you want to do, but I just want to live here and don’t want to go out."

"you sure?"

"I'm going to eat." After Mu Qiu finished speaking, he lowered his head and started to eat, ignoring the white hair in front of him.

Bai Mao stared at Mu Qiu and gritted his teeth, then put on a calm expression and left.

"Neurotic! I finally got into Arkham, I will escape with you with a word of yours, am I sick?" Mu Qiu vomited and finished the rest of the food.

He doesn't know who this white hair is.

But the other's micro expression almost wrote me as a bad person on his face.

He blinked his eyes and touched the bridge of his nose when he said something, obviously there was not a word of truth.

It doesn't matter who sent it, anyway, the other party has a high probability of coming to kill his own.

Mu Qiu was ready, no matter what the next situation was, he wouldn't have any fluctuations in his heart.

But he thought too much. When he returned to the cell and saw a circle of people watching, he knew that he had set the flag a bit early...

"God! He must have been killed by the devil! Look at the five-pointed star on the ground, this is the devil's summoning formation! And the 666 next to it all represent the devil!"

"How can there be any devil! You are really crazy! I think this is obviously the scene of the secret room murder! The murderer made a suspected secret room scene!"

When Mu Qiu came to the cell, the tattooed man was cold.

The last inmate died of a throat cut...

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