When Irin opened his eyes again.
The surroundings were filled with fog.
The withered tree branches in the fog seemed to have turned into mottled weird shadows.
Daytime.
Thick fog.
Little forest.
Alone.
Irin used his fastest speed to understand his situation.
Irin opened his palm and carefully examined the skin color and texture of his palm.
It was his own hand. There was no mistake.
"So this is not role-playing or something like that?"
Irin looked down and realized that he was not wearing the sweater he wore when he snuck into the Xiao family.
Yi Lin was wearing a soft, close-fitting white robe that was slightly stained with dust. Outside of the white robe, there was actually a long robe that reached her waist that was as black as ink.
On Irin's feet, he was wearing a pair of straw shoes that were covered with mud.
Although they were straw sandals, the weaving technique was extremely delicate. Wearing them on her feet did not cause her any discomfort. Instead, it gave Yi Lin a comfortable feeling that they fit her feet.
"Huh?"
Irin suddenly noticed that there was a sword hanging on his waist …
Uh … scabbard.
It was an empty scabbard.
As the name suggested, there was no sword in the scabbard.
"Story mode …"
Irin quickly understood his situation.
Before the story mode started, Irin immediately opened the apostle panel and gently tapped on the [Horseman of the Apocalypse Module].
In an instant, Irin was immersed in the module's spiritual space.
Irin had experience and knew that in the spiritual space, mana would constantly be consumed.
So after entering the spiritual space, Irin did not waste any time and directly dragged out the [Mind Shock] skill and stuffed it into the [Shattered Skill Ball].
With her previous experience, Yi Lin was very familiar with how to edit mods. She was very familiar with the process, and there wasn't the slightest bit of awkwardness.
He was an experienced driver.
It was good to be faster.
…
[This operation requires 1000 chaos points.]
[YES NO?]
…
Oh?
The service is quite considerate.
Irin quickly pressed YES.
After Irin made his choice, the small ball of light formed by [Mind Shock] slowly merged into the skill slot.
The gloomy Skill Ball lit up again.
…
[Consumed 1,000 Chaos Points! (Chaos points remaining: 625)]
[Mental Shock has been upgraded to … Calamity Haunting!]
…
[Calamity]
1 Star
Consumption: 200 Psionic Value
[Restriction] You must say "Let the world feel pain from now on" loudly to activate the skill.
[Effect] Causes a single target within sight to fall into a random negative status (Confusion, Slow, Dizziness, Fear, Imprisonment, Charm, Blind, etc.). 30% chance of causing the target to fall into more than one random negative status. The effect of the skill is affected by the target's Spirit and Willpower.
[Description] If you love her, you have to say it out loud!
…
"This …"
Irin was surprised when he saw the effect of the skill.
Among apostles, there were very few control-type abilities.
After Irin leveled up, "Cataclysm" could no longer be described as a "control" skill.
This was … a nightmare!
Even four years later, in Irin's memory, there was rarely such a … shameless skill.
He used his imagination to imagine the following scene:
Irin used "Cataclysm" on the target.
Then the target would spin 360 degrees on the spot (Confusion) …
Then they would be stunned on the spot (Imprisonment) …
Then they would want to use slow motion to escape (Slow) …
Then they would be stunned on the spot (Dizziness) …
After experiencing the previous round of mental torture, the target would turn around and shyly shout "Young master, you are so naughty ~" (Charm) …
"Too scary."
Irin was expressionless as he slowly spat out four words.
To describe it in one sentence —
Whoever he called would get pregnant. Whoever he stared at would get pregnant.
And this was only a one-star skill.
If it continued to level up …
Irin mourned for the enemies who would be affected by this skill in the future.
He didn't know who would be so unlucky.
The terrifying effect of this upgraded skill was enough for Irin to ignore the "insignificant" restriction of the skill.
Although it was embarrassing to shout before activating the skill, it wouldn't cause him to lose a piece of flesh.
The more terrifying the skill was, the stricter the restriction.
This was normal.
It wasn't important.
Irin shrunk the broken module in front of him and observed it briefly.
As the second skill ball lit up, a faint line appeared behind [Cataclysm] and disappeared into the depths of the dark void.
The overall outline of the "module" couldn't be seen clearly.
Like the vast sea of stars, Irin could only observe one constellation.
Irin used up the chaos points to level up the skill and exited the mental space.
The remaining chaos points weren't enough to level up any skills. Irin could only give up for now.
Irin opened the apostle panel.
…
[Irin] (ID: 1010)
[Health Points] 100% (Unable to be quantified. Based on the apostle's physical strength)
[Mana Points] 560 (Affected by Spirit)
[Module] Horseman of the Apocalypse (Damaged)
[Level] LV4 (Grade 1 apostle)
[Strength] 2.0 (Directly related to muscle strength, vitality, explosiveness, and recovery)
[Agility] 3.3 (Directly related to attack speed, reaction speed, agility, and movement speed)
[Spirit] 5.6 (Directly related to memory, imagination, calculation, mana points, accuracy, intuition, casting speed, and mana recovery speed)
[Willpower] 7.1 (Reflection of willpower. Directly related to all types of resistances)
[Luck] 3.9 (Extremely hard to level up under normal circumstances. Extremely rare)
[Charm] 2.4 (Extremely hard to level up under normal circumstances. Extremely handsome and rare)
[Skill] Like a Shadow, Cataclysm
[Enhancement] None
…
However, although he leveled up the skill, Irin didn't let his guard down.
He didn't forget that in the real world, there was still a strong enemy by his side.
Irin had to increase his strength as much as possible in this trial in order to escape from the Xiao family in the real world.
"I hope that Molly … won't throw a tantrum at the crucial moment."
Irin also had a backup plan in the real world.
So …
There was no need to panic.
Irin raised his head and looked at the sky.
This world seemed to be shrouded by a thick layer of fog. It was impossible to tell the sun and the moon apart. He could only vaguely tell that it should be daytime.
Irin's left hand instinctively grabbed the empty scabbard. He lowered his head and looked at it. A look of deep thought flashed across his face.
"Could it be …"
Irin raised his eyebrows. He reached into his storage space with his right hand and took out Blood Jasmine.
Clang!
The dark red dagger was neatly inserted into the scabbard at his waist.
It was … just right.
The scabbard that appeared at Irin's waist seemed to be tailor-made for Blood Jasmine. Its shape and length matched perfectly. If it was a little shorter, it would be full; if it was a little longer, it would be loose.
"Heh, looks like 'Tower' has even arranged for me to carry a dagger in this plot …"
Irin chuckled. He wasn't too surprised.
'That will' was omniscient and omnipotent. It wasn't strange for him to be able to do this.
"Ahhh!"
Not long after Irin put Blood Jasmine into the scabbard, a shrill scream pierced through the thick fog.
Heh.
Irin wasn't shocked. Instead, he laughed.
The plot … is here.
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