Consecutive Deaths of Martial Artists (1)

The next day, 9 am.

Chen Yu, Duan Ye, Bahuang Yao and Zhang Tie, the safety officer, gathered at the foot of the Tranquility Tower and headed for the lobby on the third floor of the school's office building.

In the lobby, the students were in groups of three or five, and their heads were moving.

Shouts, noises, running sounds, and table slapping sounds rose and fell one after another, creating a chaotic scene.

"This is the mission hall, one of the most important places in the school." Zhang Tie pulled the three people into a corner, pointing at the large screen that was hundreds of inches long. Zhang Tie said, "That's the mission release area of the School of Beijing University. It has a high reward and can be refreshed at any time. Many classes are watching it closely. When a good mission appears, it's hard to get it if you don't work fast."

"Are all missions unique?" Duan Ye asked.