But what appeared in front of Chen Mo was a palm-sized bronze tiger beast.
It was an eye-catching white-fronted tiger, with its head held high and roaring in filial piety. The tiger's head, back and tail formed a smooth curve.
[Name: Miaomen Tiger Talisman]
[Type: Magical Weapon]
[Level: S]
[Function: It can open an exclusive world copy for players. The copy is random, and the native species inside are random. Players can enter and exit freely at any time, and players can take out or bring in items at will. 】
[Note 1: It was originally a man-eating insect on Jingyang Gang. Later it fell into the cliff and was made into a tiger charm by a Taoist master. 】
[Note 2: Players can activate the Tiger Talisman after level 10. 】
Chen Mo's eyes lit up, S level?
As an African chief, I have never seen S-class props...
According to the system description, the quality of items from low to high is: SABCDEF, with A+ and B- interspersed in between. Above S level, there may be SS level or even SSS level.
If there are still traces of A-level or B-level equipment, and even many strong people can get them, then almost no one has seen S-level quality equipment.
When Chen Mo was visiting the forum before, there were always people speculating on which force had S-class items, such as [Ancient Society], [Lighthouse], and [Er] Organization. In theory, these large organizations should have S-class items. , but no matter what the players speculated, these organizations did not come forward to clarify or deny it.
Knowing that silence is golden, Chen Mo actually got an S-level item now?
Judging from the item introduction, it is equivalent to giving me one more space to improve my own strength?
Of course, the space inside is completely unknown, and it is not certain what is inside, but since you can enter and exit at any time, it should not be very dangerous.
The props and things inside can be taken out at any time. Is it equivalent to having an extra portable treasure house?
The only thing that gave Chen Mo a toothache was that he needed to be at level 10 before he could enter.
Then this [Miaomen Tiger Talisman] can only be put away for the time being.
After finishing everything, Chen Mo started to check his player panel.
[Player: Fool]
[Player level: lv:3]
[Player number: 7777]
[Current experience: 50/400]
[Equipment: Liu Bei's straw sandals; the spear of all beings; the virus's butcher's knife; the revolver of destiny; the rusty table knife]
[Items: Teacher Li’s chalk head; anti-killing gold coin; white corpse insect; Tongyou brooch; Faust’s Eye (broken); Miaomen Tiger Talisman; Sage’s Necklace]
[Skills: Cloud Dispelling Palm; Basic Firearms Proficiency; Psychic Vision]
[Strength: 6 (long-term craftsmanship makes your right arm more developed)]
[Agility: 6]
[Perception: 6]
[Physique: 6]
[Intelligence: 5]
[Charm: 4 (long-term craftsmanship makes your complexion too pale)]
Game currency: 580.
...
After this mission, Chen Mo had a deeper understanding of the system's tasks.
First of all, the tasks issued by the system are not necessarily of the combat type, and may be simply inference and decryption. There may also be missions with both decryption and combat elements in the future.
For example, this time, there isn’t actually much combat content.
Finally, if there is a chance that a mission can be triggered as long as it is a special event or abnormal death case, then the number of potential missions in Los Angeles, an international metropolis with a total population of tens of millions, is still beyond my imagination. .
At this time, the sky was already getting dark. As a very large city, every night, many high-rise buildings would light up outside the buildings, creating an extremely spectacular night view of lights.
In fact, Los Angeles City has very strict control over light - large search facilities must be reported before use, and the use of remote search light is prohibited in the city after eleven o'clock.
After all, light pollution is also one of the real livelihood issues these days.
However, Chen Mo, who lives in a remote area, naturally does not worry about the problem of light pollution. In fact, the place can only be illuminated by a few street lights, so where does the light pollution come from.
What is polluted or not is always a question that rich people consider before eating minced meat.
Just as he was checking his personal panel and walking, he suddenly felt a sap hit him on the back of the head.
Chen Mo turned around expressionlessly and found two people standing behind him.
He observed the surrounding terrain. It was a narrow alley with only one road in front and back. There was no surveillance nearby. The place he chose was good. He is a veteran...
If you call the police, the other party may not give you time to take out your mobile phone. If you run home, you will let these people touch where you live.
But what Chen Mo couldn't figure out the most was why he was targeted by these guys?
People from [Tiangang Disha]?
It doesn't even look like this...
But what they saw was that the leader was a bald man with a ferocious look and ferocious tattoos on his face and scalp, tattoos that made people dizzy.
Behind him followed a young man, but the young man's face was covered with stubble. There was a cut on his rough face extending from the corner of his left eye to the corner of his lip. Although it had healed, it still looked ferocious.
At this time, the bald man looked at Chen Mo with questions on his face, and the two of them stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Chen Mo looked at the sap in the bald man's hand and was stunned for a moment, had he been hit with a sap?
And because I added some physical strength, I was not injured except for a little pain.
The bald man was also dumbfounded. He looked at the young man's delicate skin and tender flesh, and was afraid of beating this guy to death with a stick, so he deliberately stopped using his force, but there was no way that the other person was innocent. This was unreasonable...
The current situation is a bit embarrassing.
Fortunately, this is a relatively remote alleyway with few pedestrians around.
Chen Mo coughed twice and asked, "What's wrong with you two?"
Seeing Chen Mo's harmless smile, the bald head became a little unsteady.
He felt the other party's eyes resting on the iron rod in his right hand without concealment, and hurriedly hid the iron rod behind his back.
Chen Mo also noticed that the young man behind him was still holding a knife in his hand. His fingers were holding the handle of the knife. The blade was hidden in the sleeve of his sweater. With just a slight shake, the knife could reveal its ferocious edge. .
