The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Feng Mu took a deep breath, bent down, and first took out a roll of sheets from his schoolbag and spread it flat on the ground.

Then, Feng Mu stripped the corpse's clothes and folded them aside, took off his shoes and put them on his feet.

Then, Feng Mu carefully moved the corpse to the sheets and wrapped it tightly like a mummy.

Finally, Feng Mu took out the hammer from his schoolbag.

The sound of the hammer fell, and the sound was slightly muffled through the clothes.

The corpse that had been drained of blood and water and eroded by evil forces was different from a normal corpse. The touch was more like... the air-dried chicken I had eaten in my previous life.

The meat was very rotten and easy to separate from the bones. The bones were also brittle and cracked with one hit, and they broke into pieces when hit again.

"It is basically consistent with the description of [knowledge related to blood and iron sacrifice] in my mind."

Feng Mu tried it and confirmed that the feedback given by the corpse was consistent with the new knowledge points, and the tight strings in his heart were loosened.

This is the most critical step. If something goes wrong, he can only change the solution, which is relatively more time-consuming and troublesome.

Fortunately, the knowledge points that the system has instilled in his mind can withstand practical verification.

"The finishing of the male corpse is just monotonous physical repetition, and for the female corpse, I only need a little change. Well, try to finish it during the lunch break."

Feng Mu tightened his mind and carried out his plan meticulously.

It was not finished at noon.

After school in the afternoon, Feng Mu had to spend another hour in the warehouse.

The main reason was that the workload was larger than Feng Mu expected.

After all, even if the corpse turned into a dried chicken, it was by no means an easy job. Just swinging the hammer repeatedly would take hundreds of times.

In addition, handling the traces at the scene requires special care, which is more tiring than mechanical physical repetition.

"It's my first time, I lack experience. Next time, I should be much more proficient. Ah, why am I thinking about next time, bah bah bah."

Feng Mu climbed out of the window, went back to the toilet in the teaching building, changed his shoes in the stall, put on his bulging schoolbag, and walked out of the school slowly.

At this time, there were still some sparse students and teachers preparing to leave school on the playground, and Feng Mu was not conspicuous among them.

When he got home, he and his mother were the only ones at home.

Feng Mu used the excuse of stomach discomfort to go back to his room without dinner and locked the door from the inside.

He sat at the desk, took out a pen and paper, and carefully recalled and recorded all his actions today on paper.

Just like checking answers and estimating scores after an exam, Feng Mu reviewed the records and simulated them over and over again in his mind, and finally he breathed a sigh of relief.

He did not tear up the paper and throw it in the trash can, but crumpled it into a ball, swallowed it with a few iron beads.

Hiding the secret in the stomach in the true physical sense!

"Okay, then we just need to find a place to dispose of the other party's relics and broken bones."

Feng Mu glanced at the schoolbag, unzipped it, and took out the clothes, shoes, wallet, mobile phone, claw hammer, etc.

After thinking about it, he took out an old bag from the closet, put the clothes, shoes, and wallet into it, and tied it up.

He will find a place to bury it on the way to school tomorrow.

It is impossible to throw it in the trash can outside. There are many homeless people, scavengers, old men and women in the ninth district of the downtown area, who come to the trash can from time to time to "lick the bag".

Feng Mu plans to hide the mobile phone separately, maybe he will need it in the future.

As for the "dried meat" wrapped in the sheets in the schoolbag, Feng Mu needs to handle it more carefully.

Because, it is impossible to completely smash it into ashes with a claw hammer alone, otherwise he can just throw it away with the wind, but it is not possible now. If someone picks up the broken bones, they can still vaguely identify the species.

Burying it is not safe either.

Feng Mu had heard Feng Ju complain more than once at the dinner table that famished dogs in some neighborhoods dug up human bones, adding to the workload of the patrol station.

In the final analysis, it was all the fault of those garbage-picking humans who occupied the homes of the wild dogs.

In short, with a police chief living at home, Feng Mu had consciously or unconsciously developed an anti-reconnaissance consciousness.

"The most important thing is to thank the knowledge reserve of 3,000 episodes of "Detective Conan" in my previous life, Oli~"

Feng Mu reorganized his schoolbag, took out a stack of test papers from the drawer, pressed them on the bed sheet, and then covered them with a pencil case.

Putting the schoolbag on the chair, Feng Mu stretched his waist, lay back on the newly laid bed sheet, and closed his eyes to rest.

[You have completed a corpse destruction, and you handled the whole process cleanly and elegantly, which fits the role identity. ]

[The game inheritance degree has increased, and the inheritance degree has increased to 1% this time. ]

[The current reward has been issued, please check it! ]

Feng Mu: "..."

The surprise came unexpectedly, but on second thought, destroying the body is not an extremely bad behavior~

Perfectly matches the system's definition and expectation of his identity!

Feng Mu waited for a while, but didn't find any new knowledge in his head, and his body didn't have any strange changes such as cold and fever, which was very strange.

"So it's not knowledge or skills, but a reward directly transmitted to me?"

Feng Mu had a guess in his heart,

"That is something outside of the body, such as property, items, business power, subordinates, etc., so, which one will it be?"

Feng Mu licked his lips, feeling both expectant and regretful.

Expectant because things outside of the body are the essence of this business game, and the rewards have been issued,

Regret because the rewards have not been fully issued and there is a delay in receiving them.

"Where did the reward go? How can I check it? Please tell me something, system." Feng Mu asked silently in his heart.

The system did not respond at all. It was obvious that it did not provide customer service.

Feng Mu had no choice but to get up from the bed and digest it in time without an answer.

The thirteenth set of basic physical exercise in Xiacheng starts now.

He turned on the computer, put on headphones, clicked on a video with the highest number of views, and slowly moved to the rhythm of the long sound of "one-two-three-four-" in it.

It was not that the video was stuck, but that he clicked 1/3 slow playback.

Time flowed three times as fast as the progress bar, and Feng Mu gradually sweated like rain.

Three hours later, Feng Mu felt his muscles sore and his whole body was wet.

Feng Mu wanted to stop and rest. The warm quilt was tempting him. He quickly took out a handful of iron beads from his pocket and swallowed them whole.

The coldness went down his esophagus, and the strong feeling of fullness dispelled his sleepiness.

[Eating degree increases↑]

[Eating degree increases↑]

[Current eating degree 1.1%]

Others need to maintain hunger when practicing, otherwise they are prone to food shortage. Feng Mu is just the opposite. He needs to nourish himself all the time and use a full stomach to squeeze out eating degree.

The flashing "↑" on the retina is more exciting than any incentive in the world.

A few hours later, it was dark outside the window and inside the house. The quilt shrouded in the night seemed to have received a buff and began to cast spells on Feng Mu continuously.

Feng Mu couldn't count how many times he had played. He just felt that his whole body was as heavy as lead, and his eyes would glance at the quilt from time to time.

However, to counter this, the frequency of "↑" flashing on the retina also became faster.

The more sleepy and tired you are, the stronger the effect of playing once, the more stomach you have freed up, the faster the frequency of eating degree increases, the stronger the eating degree is, the stronger the eating degree is, the stronger the willpower is, and thus, the more you can resist sleep and fatigue.

It is true that the higher the way, the higher the devil is, and the sleepiness and will form a spiral upward balance.

Until 4 o'clock in the morning.

Feng Mu's body reached its limit. He fell on the bed with his eyes closed and fell asleep in seconds. The flickering on his retina stopped. The data for the day was settled.

[Iron Eater: First Level]

[Edible Iron Type: 1]

[Absorbable Metal Properties: 1]

[Currently detected edible iron type - ordinary pig iron, edible degree 2.4%. ]

[Absorbed Properties: ? ? ]