Chapter 1794: Vulgar Fear (II)

One of the reasons why the mission starts so smoothly is that the step of selecting skill items is skipped.

Of course, it was impossible not to notice this before paying, but I just found it strange.

Recently, even in the mission numbered 1, the proportion of ability deprivation is not too high. In the end, it seems that it should be a leisure round, and I actually turned myself into a blank slate?

In addition, it can be clearly seen from the reflector that not only has he returned to an ordinary person, but his physical fitness is not even that strong.

He is of medium height and has slightly long hair. He is thin both in face and body, so much so that he looks a little empty under the red sweater he is wearing.

In addition, there was a watch with a brown leather strap on his left wrist, which looked slightly worn.

It feels like if he only had black-rimmed glasses, he would be the standard nerd image with an eccentric personality.

And there is no doubt that this is an unfamiliar face and a new identity.

Mr. Wolf...

Accepting a friend's request, come to a party held on April Fool's Day...

He didn't find his coat in the car. Fu Qian picked up a gray and white striped deerstalker hat next to him. He didn't care that it didn't match his clothes at all. He threw it on his head and opened the door and got out of the car.

When things go wrong, there must be monsters. Some rare anomalies made this party seem interesting.

My only regret is that I can’t take out weird things and take advantage of the task opportunities for level 3 items to test them.

…

I have to say that the legendary Wan Yu Jie still has quite an atmosphere in this place.

There were no too exaggerated decorations, but I had just checked the time before paying.

It was already approaching eleven o'clock at night, and the weather was not very good. However, not only were many buildings lit up, but children could even be seen screaming and running.

And what I am looking for is a group of young people who are more excited than them - this is it.

Looking past the two trees that were already turning white, Fu Qian looked at the building behind and checked the address.

There is no mistaking it. From this position, you can see the young people on the second floor terrace, braving the cold and coming out for air.

And almost every room inside looked brightly lit.

"Hello, I'm Wolf, here to see Butters."

Before he even got to the door, Fu Qian was discovered by someone inside.

Although until the doorbell was pressed, no one tried to greet me.

The next moment, facing the young woman with a ponytail in the door who looked at her with almost the same attitude, she nodded slightly and said hello, directly stating her intention without any nonsense.

"Are you...Mr. Wolf?"

As soon as these words came out, the other party's face became obviously more curious. He looked up and down at Fu Qian and found that he not only knew his name, but even his honorific.

"I've heard Butters mention it more than once, and I have to say it's very consistent with what I imagined."

Her eyes fell on the hat on Fu Qian's head. From her words, it seemed that this weird outfit didn't feel so weird when it appeared on Fu Qian.

"I'm Eva. If you want to find Butters, you can go to the room at the end."

Although Fu Qian was clearly not interested in conversation, she still introduced herself and pointed the direction directly without waiting for a response.

"Thanks."

This time-saving performance was also well received before payment, and he thanked me casually and passed by.

"Wouldn't you like a drink?"

However, the next moment, there was another figure blocking the way forward, making enthusiastic suggestions.

…

Although the conversation just now was not loud, as a newcomer to the party, I received a lot of scrutiny and even joking looks as soon as I opened the door. But just like before, from beginning to end, a group of people just watched the exchange between him and Eva, with no intention of coming forward to talk.

Until the person in front of me broke the atmosphere.

With bronze skin, thick brown hair, exaggerated eye shadow, and almost the most unrestrained clothing, she was a young woman with a completely different style from Eva, and she even sounded much drunker when she spoke.

When Fu Qian followed the prompts and looked over, he could see that what the other party was pointing to was the drink with half a table next to it.

The party was pretty much what I imagined.

Almost all of them were young people of the same age. With strong self-awareness, they did not deliberately make themselves into weird shapes to cater to the festival atmosphere.

But that doesn’t mean the holiday theme isn’t reflected.

The pile of drinks on the table is a bit unusual just from the appearance.

For example, part of it looks like a cup of viscous blood. Apart from the smell of alcohol, you can actually smell a special fishy smell.

Of course it wouldn't be real blood.

Perhaps he is currently a mortal and cannot directly identify it through his sense of smell, but for Fu Qian, it is not difficult to mix the wine like this as long as he is given time to prepare the ingredients.

And this was far from the most curious thing. Fu Qian glanced at it and found oil disguised as beer on the table, toes floating in Coke, and a lump that looked like vomit...

Obviously young people are still happy to show their imagination on this.

"Thank you, coffee, double milk, double sugar."

It's a pity that Fu Qian had no interest in showing his vision and courage at all. The next moment he nodded naturally and responded as if he was ordering food.

Considering that the other party approached me and asked what to drink, there seemed to be nothing wrong with this answer.

Although the flavors I chose before paying, they all looked very un-young.

…

"I thought you could arrive earlier."

Just as the enthusiastic female classmate was speechless, Fu Qian had already walked through the crowd and came to the place Eva said.

Somewhat inconsistent with the joyful atmosphere of the party, the door was closed.

But after just knocking, it was opened from the inside.

The tall young man with blond hair behind the door saw Fu Qian and his eyes lit up instantly, although he immediately expressed dissatisfaction with this efficiency.

"The car broke down when we were almost there."

This is undoubtedly his "good friend" Butters.

And speaking the truth casually, Fu Qian only took a look and then looked behind him.

There were two other people in the room, looking over at the same time, and without exception, their expressions were a little serious.

"Come in first."

It seems that he doesn't believe Fu Qian's reason, but his demeanor is so natural and calm. Butters stopped complaining after a short silence.

"Sorry, I know you don't like this kind of occasion, but--"

After closing the door again and exchanging glances with the remaining two people, Butters seemed to be choosing his words.

However, the next moment, his words were interrupted by Fu Qian's action.

He lifted Butters' left hand with two fingers, and let the part below the cuff face upwards.

Under the light, there were more than one drop of the same color as the blood wine just now. (End of this chapter)