After all, Su Mu's luck value has already gone through a round of tests.

The clown felt that it was better not to put too much hope in this.

"If it was really just luck, I wouldn't dare to enter."

Su Mu's expression was calm, and nothing strange could be seen.

The clown nodded in understanding.

"Uh-huh."

Just be tough.

Who doesn’t want to rely on luck if he can win?

Su Mu chose to skip this topic.

"You said that if I can get the ability I want, you mean eating the cake?"

"Yes." The clown stopped what he was doing and turned his stool to look at her. "The judgment method of this show is quite special. The final winner is determined by the health value."

"This is a private show. When everyone enters the show, they will have a full health value of 100. Because you will be affected by hallucinations when you enter, it is impossible for this score to reach the full score. Eat it.

A certain amount of points will be deducted from cakes with negative attributes, and points will be increased by eating cakes with positive attributes."

"At the end of the play, the one with the highest score wins, and the winner can take away all the positive attributes he or she has eaten."

It's true as the clown said, those who can eat will get more.

Su Mu asked with interest, "How many times can I participate in this kind of play?"

"There is no limit." The clown rolled his eyes at the greedy woman, "But the second time you participate, the positive food you eat will no longer work. Only the negative food will work."

That means you can’t participate a second time.

Su Mu gave up her little idea with a pity.

"I have already made an agreement with them. The invitation letter will be sent over soon. You can do some hallucination confrontation training appropriately during this period. When the show starts..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the courier's rhythmic knocking sounded from outside the door. The clown jumped off the stool and landed in the walker. The car rushed over like it was loaded with Hot Wheels.

Sumu even felt a gust of wind blowing over him.

She smoothed her hair, watched the clown who had already picked up the courier close the door, took out a knife from the walker, and cut open the courier box.

"You still have weapons in the car?"

Su Mu lowered his head slightly, looked at the knife that was almost integrated with the walker, and looked at the clown suspiciously.

Why didn't she remember that this walker had such a considerate design?

The clown who had secretly modified the walker felt a chill down his spine. He quickly took out the invitation letter and changed the subject: "The delivery speed is getting faster and faster. I must give it a good review later!"

With that said, he unfolded the invitation and held it directly in front of Su Mu's eyes, letting her read the contents.

"Look at this invitation. The name of the play is "Nightmare Afternoon Tea" and the number is 6/6. This means that there should be six invitations issued this time. This is one of them. In addition,

There are five more. The numbers have not been activated yet, which means that not all the six invitations are in place. The numbers will not be activated until all six people have signed their names. This is the person who will finally participate in this show.

Six people signed it."

Su Mu took the invitation away from her face, checked it, and found that there was indeed a small space for a signature at the beginning.
Chapter completed!