Chapter 192 Please Be Careful when Using Playing Cards? Feng Mu's Luck

"Is this a mistake made by the system, or is fate favoring me?!!"

Feng Mu had to wonder if he had picked up a bargain. He was an upright person and couldn't bear to take advantage of the system, so he said righteously in his heart

"Tong Ziguo, as long as you admit that you made a mistake, I am willing to let you take this divine equipment back and replace it with an ordinary A-level equipment for me."

The system remained silent and did not respond.

Feng Mu sighed and felt deeply sorry for the stubbornness of the system. He had given it such a way out, but the Tongzi didn't know to replace the master with an A-level equipment.

It's really unkind, uninstall, must uninstall!

Feng Mu complained for a while, and looked at the poker cards in his hand with shining eyes.

4 of spades, 3 of hearts, Q of diamonds, 7 of diamonds, 4 of clubs, 9 of clubs.

The texture of the poker cards is very hard, and it feels like metal sheets. In fact, it does contain metal materials.

When Feng Mu carefully rubbed the poker cards with his fingertips, he was afraid that he would accidentally crush the cards, but he was obviously overthinking. The system's products would definitely not be fragile.

The most important thing was that a line of detection prompts popped up:

[Contaminated metal detected:? ? ]

[Ingredients: rare meteorite iron. ]

[Edible. ]

[ps: This metal imprisons the resentful soul, please eat with caution. ]

[Do you want to eat? ]

[There is no empty edible column at present. ]

Feng Mu's pupils shrank slightly. He recalled that the last time he received a similar detection prompt was when he obtained the [Stone Sculpture of Destiny].

"The Soul is sealed in the Stone Sculpture of Destiny. Those souls may be the incarnations of the forty-four agents, or...?" His voice echoed in his heart, and his thoughts were ethereal and deep.

Then, Feng Mu's eyes became deep and strange, staring at the poker cards in his hand, and a dangerous idea surged in his mind:

"Shouldn't the imprisoned resentful soul in the magician's poker cards be the magician himself?"

Feng Mu's heartbeat accelerated, an evil light flashed in his eyes, and a dangerous idea was circling in his heart:

"If I swallow these poker cards directly, does it mean that I have swallowed the magician's soul? Then, can I borrow the characteristics of [Iron Eater] without relying on poker cards to obtain all the power of the magician?"

"Maybe, this iron characteristic will be - magic?!!"

Feng Mu was a little restless, but unfortunately he didn't have a free use column, and he was not completely sure about this matter.

After all, if the bet was wrong, [Iron Eater] would not spit out the poker cards again, and he could only look for it in the toilet.

"The reason why this equipment is classified as B-level is probably because it has the characteristics of consumables, and once consumed, it cannot be replenished again."

"Otherwise, it may be able to rank among the ranks of A-level equipment."

"Alas, B-level equipment is so imba, I'm really curious about how much more supermodel A-level equipment and even S-level equipment are."

Feng Mu sighed lightly, and the desire for higher-level equipment quietly grew in his heart. His mind raced, and he decided to hide the idea of ​​swallowing the poker cards deep in his heart for the time being, waiting for a new food slot to be freed up, or waiting until the poker cards are almost consumed before considering it.

As the bronze treasure chest was received, Feng Mu's heart was filled with satisfaction and joy. The rich prizes and unexpected surprises made him feel extremely happy.

However, a slight regret also came with it, because he did not find the last marrow cleansing pill he needed in the treasure chest.

"I only need one last one, and I can completely get rid of this 'walking corpse' state and become a real 'living person'." He sighed softly in his heart, and placed his hope on the next inheritance reward.

Lost was only a momentary emotion, and Feng Mu quickly adjusted his mentality.

Life is full of unknowns, and it is impossible for everything to go as one wishes.

However, as long as he is prepared, the future he longs for will eventually come as promised. Just like now, the next wave of [Inheritance] rewards are on the way, aren't they?

Feng Mu gently closed the system panel, got up and walked out of the dormitory. A new day of prison guard work began again. He must be the warmest and most diligent prison guard in the second prison.

Feng Mu's back was straight, his steps were firm and powerful, and the electric baton slung across his waist flashed a cold metallic luster as he swung his steps. Feng Mu slightly adjusted the bones under his cheeks, making his face look a little tired.

"Good morning, prison guard Hou."

"Prison guard Wang, the back of your collar is sticking up."

"Prison guard Zhou, good morning."

"Forensic doctor Qin, good morning."

Feng Mu walked into the cafeteria and greeted all the prison guards he met along the way. Regardless of whether they looked indifferent or responded, he always had a warm smile on his face. The most important thing was that he called everyone's name accurately.

This scene fell into the eyes of every prison guard who was eating. Their expressions were more or less a little strange. Although most people still responded coldly or even sneered with disdain, there were also a few prison guards who nodded to Feng Mu in response.

According to the response attitudes of these prison guards, Feng Mu also recorded them in his own small notebook in different categories. However, this time he did not use paper and pen, but remembered every one of them in his heart.

In the warden's office, Qian Huan sat behind the solid explosion-proof glass, frowning slightly, looking through the glass and looking at forensic doctor Qin Liang.

With a trace of imperceptible doubt in his tone, he said:

"So, Feng Mu's performance is considered outstanding? Haha - this is very different from what I expected. Li Bashan has such a hot temper, but his junior brother is so obedient and polite to others?"

Qin Liang gently scratched the top of his head and replied with a wry smile:

"Who would have thought? I didn't expect that Feng Mu would show his kindness and tolerance to everyone, even the prisoners."

Qian Huan's brows furrowed even more tightly and he asked, "So, Qin Forensic Doctor Qian also thinks that Feng Mu is not suitable for prison work?"

Qin Liang sighed and said sincerely: "It is true. Although the prisoners are grateful to him, they are not afraid of him; the prison guards keep a distance from him and are not really close to him. If this situation continues, I’m afraid something will happen within a few days.”

Qian Huan's brows relaxed slightly. He looked at Qin Liang and said cordially: "Before I came, my uncle mentioned to me that among the second prisons, you are the most reliable candidate, Medical Examiner Qin. I heard that over the years, your There was never anything wrong with the autopsy report.”

The corners of Qin Liang's mouth raised, revealing an implicit yet proud smile. He nodded silently in approval of the praise.

His professionalism is indeed impeccable. In his more than ten years of career, his autopsy reports have never been found to have any problems by his superiors.

It can be said that whoever dies will die, and the living will also die.

Qian Huan smiled softly and continued: "Then, if an accident does happen in the future, I hope Medical Examiner Qin can provide a detailed report."

Qin Liang showed his black teeth and said with a smile: "That's natural. I have already promised that young man that I will issue a beautiful report for him. But, warden, do you have any specific instructions for this report? ?”