Chapter 66: Marrying the Dead Twins, the Gift of the Agent (Two Chapters in One)
The lost goods finally arrived.
1% inheritance reward was received today.
Feng Mu's heart trembled. For the sake of this reward, he had been worried for several days and nights and almost ran away and wandered around the scavenger area.
Finally he got what he wanted, he cried to death~ He touched the statue with his fingers and held it. The statue was not big, the main body was a human face, carved with an axe and chisel, and it looked lifelike.
[1% inheritance reward has been delivered, I wish you a happy game!] Feng Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, not because of the prompt box on his retina, but because the face on the statue was clearly... me.
Well, in my previous life, I was Feng Mu, the leader of [Destiny] in the game.
Feng Mu was so frightened when he suddenly saw his face on the statue that he almost lost his grip.
[Contaminated metal detected: ? ? ][Ingredients: Iron. ][Edible. ][PS: This metal imprisons the soul, please be careful when eating. ] Under the mask, Feng Mu's mouth twitched slightly, but he still brought the statue in front of him and examined it carefully.
The moment Feng Mu's eyes met the statue, his entire consciousness was sucked in.
In the boundless darkness, he descended on the cold Iron Throne, and his outline gradually overlapped with the shadow. An inexplicable enlightenment emerged in his heart.
He moved his mind, and the next moment, the soul projections of forty-four recipients condensed in the darkness.
It was obviously not the first time that the recipients of the gift appeared here. They prostrated themselves under the Iron Throne with ease, their foreheads bowed to the ground. No one dared to look up at his true face hidden behind the shadow.
The true appearance was two constantly changing faces, sometimes Feng Mu, sometimes Feng Mu. The faces changed so quickly that at a certain moment they seemed to have merged into one face.
[There are 44 seeds here, their fate is controlled by you! ][You can let them live, or let them die. ][You can give them power, or deprive them of consciousness. ][They will definitely be your most loyal believers, you can use them as, and they will sacrifice their lives for you. ] The system's prompt information directly appeared in the depths of consciousness.
Feng Mu obtained two methods of use.
The first type is called Marrying Twins: When your original body dies, you can choose to share the death with half of your believers, who will die in your place, and you will be reborn.
Marrying the Dead Twins, to put it simply, means giving Feng Mu a second life, similar to the death reload in the game, but it can only be reloaded once.
And the cost is huge. Once used, half of the recipients will die suddenly.
After using it once, the reset cooldown time is also very long.
"But reality is not a game. Getting a second life is worth it no matter what the price is, especially since the price is paid by the believers."
Sitting on the Iron Throne, Feng Mu's mouth curled up evilly. He loved this ability very much.
With this ability alone, the resentment of the 1% inheritance reward being delayed for such a long time can be dispelled.
What's more, there is a second ability, the gift of agent.
Agent's Gift: You can grant one of your own abilities to believers. A believer can only be granted one ability initially. The ability value is anchored by your current state, and believers can inherit 50%-99%.
Subsequent believers can redevelop or create abilities on their own, and when they die, the experience gained from using the ability will be fed back to you.
"The gift of an agent is an ability to train spies or henchmen. The only limitation is the strength of the recipient, which cannot exceed that of the recipient himself. But it's not bad either." Feng Mu thought.
Feng Mu did not particularly value the second ability. After all, he had [Destiny] behind him. As long as he worked hard to be a villain, he would be able to inherit his destiny completely sooner or later.
After all, inheriting the entire [destiny] cannot be achieved in one go, so it is not a bad idea to set up a new team and use them as needed.
On the contrary, I quite like the experience packages given back after death. To some extent, they can be regarded as 44 small accounts that help to improve skill proficiency, but you have to wait until you die to reap the rewards.
So do I want you to die, or do I want you to die?
After experiencing a series of events, Feng Mu's mentality has gradually changed. He now understands that [fate] has bound him.
It is not a question of whether he is careful or not, or whether he is afraid of being exposed or not, but that he will be exposed one day.
Just like this time's escape seemed like a false alarm, but in fact, it was because the label on him could not be torn off.
Even if he wanted to upgrade safely, [Fate] would definitely cause trouble and implicate him from time to time. Instead of passively enduring it, it would be better to take the initiative and increase the [Inheritance Degree] when the opportunity arises.
If he could have maxed out his [Inheritance] one day earlier and inherited the complete [Destiny], would he still be afraid of being exposed? Of course, he should hide when he should, just looking for opportunities to cause trouble, and he must not be timid and timid when gaining villain experience points.
The transformation of mentality cannot bring about a leap in strength, but to some extent, it is more important than the growth of strength. This indicates that a villain is shedding his immaturity and actively embracing the abyss.
Those who understand will understand the destructive power of subjective initiative!
Feng Mu collected his thoughts, narrowed his eyes, and looked down at the 44 agents crawling at his feet.
There were several familiar faces among them. Feng Mu suddenly realized, "Aren't these the people on Ma Bin's list? I was thinking wrongly. That wasn't a list of suspects, nor was it Ma Bin using the incident to gain power. No, he did gain power, but it was only a byproduct. His real goal was the people on the list."
"Not just one, but all of them. This list is basically a list of goods."
"Ma Bin used a sleight of hand to deceive everyone, including me, the real murderer, who was deceived by him."
Feng Mu realized that he had also been deceived, but he was not angry. Ma Bin was now his subordinate, and the more tricks the other party played, the better.
Looking at these faces that were innocently dragged into this and forcibly tied to the chains of [fate], Feng Mu felt a trace of pity in his heart, but it was extinguished in an instant.
Returning the product is impossible.
This world is so cruel. You never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident. Weakness is the original sin, and weakness will make you a toy for fate to play with.
"You put your fate in my hands, and I will grant you power and let you experience an unprecedented life. This is an equal exchange, and you won't lose out."
Feng Mu murmured to himself in his heart, doing some preventive psychological counseling for the guilt he felt that day in advance in order to prepare for the possibility that he would marry his dead twin in the future.
With this in mind, he looked down at his feet and said quietly, "Under the watchful eyes of [Fate], I grant you the privilege of being my agents and obtaining..."
Several abilities that can be bestowed popped up in the prompt box in my mind, namely [Crane Claw Skill], [Basic Boxing Skill], [Basic Kick Skill], [Tongue Death Curse], and [Plastic Embryo].
[Iron Eater], [Blood Rage], and [Feast] are not among the options that can be bestowed.
…After getting off the van, Luo Ji returned to his empty home, went into the bathroom, wiped the bruises on his face numbly with a towel, and muttered to himself in front of the mirror.
"I was kidnapped for no apparent reason. I thought I was going to die, but I didn't. I survived, but..."
"The head of the police station said that they shot and killed the leader of the bandits who kidnapped us. It's ridiculous. They don't know anything at all. The one who kidnapped us was actually..."
Luo Ji stuck out his tongue and rolled it up. When he was about to utter the unspeakable name, the base of his tongue suddenly became hot and a strange black symbol appeared faintly.
Not only the name cannot be spoken, but everything related to it cannot be spoken. Even the slightest connection cannot be told to anyone, including the information of other recipients.
No, it’s not that you can’t say it, but you can’t have malicious intentions.
It was as if the curse was alive, parasitic in the soul, and listening to the inner voice of every word.
It is extremely mysterious and can only be understood but not expressed in words. It is a secret agreement that the forty-four recipients must abide by.
Luo Ji immediately shut up, let out a long sigh, and lay back on the bed, staring at the dim ceiling in a daze.
Suddenly, he felt a strong sense of being summoned, which did not allow him to resist at all. He just blinked his eyelids, and his consciousness was forcibly pulled into nothingness.
The familiar endless darkness, time and space turned into nothingness, and the oppressive silence made the soul instinctively seek support - the majesty of the Iron Throne.
That is the only direction, the only existence, and the only truth here.
Luo Ji knelt in front of the Iron Throne with ease, and the other forty-three figures knelt down with him.
"Listen to the call of my Lord."
Forty-four voices, yet they seemed as one.
Then, Luo Ji heard the voice coming from the great shadow on the Iron Throne.
"Under the watchful eyes of [Destiny], I grant you the gift of becoming my agents and gaining the ability to [mold].] The voice was vast, grand, cold, and a trembling soul was humming.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but compared to the first time, the voice was cold and mechanical without any ripples or warmth, this time the voice seemed a little different, a little more lively?
When Luo Ji opened his eyes again, he was back in bed. He subconsciously glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and the second hand seemed to have only moved once.
"The space of consciousness is very long, but the reality is only a moment."
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Luo Ji felt magical and awed at the same time. If there was no Iron Throne in that darkness, it would definitely be a cage of eternal life.
Luo Ji shuddered, and the next moment he felt an eerie chill seeping through his bones and flesh. The temperature of his entire body dropped sharply by several degrees.
A strange realization emerged in his mind, and a vertical line appeared between his eyebrows, like a third vertical eye connected to nothingness, which flashed and then disappeared.
"[Plastic embryo]?!" Luo Ji was shocked.
Luo Ji lowered his head and fixed his eyes on his skin, but he felt as if there were ants crawling under his flesh, and his bones were itching as if they wanted to grow out of his body.
Luo Ji suddenly stood up, turned on the light, and then followed the enlightenment in his mind, moving his bones as if breathing.
Chila——
The index finger suddenly split open, and a piece of sharp finger bone emerged hideously, turning into a sharp hook according to his will.
Luo Ji took a deep breath, pointed his finger at the wall and scratched downwards, leaving a crooked crack on the gray wall like tofu.
Luo Ji was stunned for a moment, then his five fingers popped out like hooks at the same time and dug hard into the wall.
With a teeth-grinding sound, bricks and stones on the wall broke apart, and he squeezed them hard, turning them into tiny pieces that flowed through his fingers.
"This is the gift from my Lord, the power that truly works on myself!!!"
Luo Ji's eyes were moist and red. He clenched his fists so hard that his finger bones dug blood from his palms, but he didn't feel any pain. He tried his best to suppress the outburst of emotions, and a low cry came from his throat.
"Next time, I will enter the hidden gate to explore the wilderness. I can survive!"
"My humble life may change from now on. Thank fate, thank God!"
Almost at the same time, forty-four recipients of the gift quietly transformed from helpless people caught up in [fate] into believers who were willing to prostrate themselves before the [Iron Throne].
Feng Mu generously bestowed power upon them without even giving them any instructions.
Because, there is no need for oracles, no need for teachings, no need for guidance; the power they gain will itself give them revelations about their destiny.
If the bird imprisoned in the cage gains strength, it will surely break through the cage. If the ant in the dust is given wings, it will also fly into the sky.
Power breeds desire, desire ferments ambition, and life always desires to climb upward, just like a moth to a flame. It is an instinct imprinted in the genes.
There is no need for coercion, just sow the seeds of strength.
Feng Mu, sitting high on the Iron Throne, felt that he did not need to give any extra instructions. He just had to wait, and time would reward him with a fruit forest. At worst, he could reap their deaths.
….The consciousness on the Iron Throne dissipated and returned to the body in reality.
Feng Mu blinked his eyes. Before Ma Bin could even retract his hands, he glanced at the wall clock again and understood.
He stroked his statue with his fingertips, wondering: "Do you know how to use this statue?"
Ma Bin replied: "It can control those who receive the gift and control their life and death. It is the most convenient way to develop subordinates. It's a pity that only the Chief Judge can make the Fate Stone Sculpture. I heard that the materials used to make it are extremely rare, so the quantity is extremely scarce. Moreover, there seem to be some restrictions on its use. Otherwise..."
Ma Bin sighed slightly and said regretfully: "The whole world has long been encompassed by [fate]."
Ma Bin was thinking: "I prepared the goods according to [Black Hat]'s request. [Black Hat] brought the Fate Stone Sculpture, held a ceremony, and sealed all the goods into the Fate Stone Sculpture for [Mask], and then I handed it over. In this way, [Mask] can use it directly after receiving it... Tsk tsk, my true identity as [Upline] must be so high in the organization that it is unimaginable."
[Stone Sculpture of Fate], [Chief Judge]? ! !
Feng Mu caught two key words, and his face beneath the mask looked thoughtful.
"[Stone Sculpture of Destiny] is a new term. It should be another patch applied by the system, and [Chief Judge]..." A face flashed through Feng Mu's mind.
That was the first character he developed when he was building his faction in the game. It can be said that the Chief Arbitrator was the character he interacted with the most in the game.
In addition, there are thirteen people who were later named the Thirteen Seats.
Feng Mu was in a trance for a moment: "I am really looking forward to meeting them in reality one day~"
I don’t know if their personalities have become worse from the game to reality. You know, in order to subdue these characters, Feng Mu killed a lot of people in the game.
Feng Mu shook his head. With his current [degree of inheritance], it was far from the time for him to appear in front of them. He still had to wear the [mask] for the time being.
Feng Mu gathered his thoughts and listened to Ma Bin say, "By the way, the recipients can sacrifice their lifespan in exchange for the owner of the Fate Stone Sculpture to cross space and descend upon them. This is why they are called recipients."
Although Ma Bin was not clear that [Mask] clearly had control over the stone sculpture of destiny, yet still asked him these questions, he still answered them all truthfully.
Feng Mu understood everything. What Ma Bin said was the common usage of the Destiny Stone Sculpture.
[Marry the Dead Twins] and [Agency's Gift] are obviously special, and most likely they are used exclusively by him. The reason is simple, because it is his face that is engraved on the stone sculpture of fate.
Others only borrowed the Stone of Destiny, but in his hands it returned to its original owner.
So far,
Feng Mu understood that the Destiny Stone Sculpture was a reward for [1% inheritance degree], and the forty-four recipients were also part of the reward. In addition, Ma Bin, as a courier, could also be regarded as part of the goods, as a reward belonging to him.
Well, the Blue Wolf Gang is now indirectly under his control, and the code name [Mask] recognized by [Destiny] is also part of the reward.
Feng Mu was curious: "I don't know how many patches the system has woven into [Destiny] for my identity. I'm afraid I will have to wait until the day I arrive in [Destiny] to find out."
Feng Mu was looking forward to it but not in a hurry. His public identity was now [Mask]. His most urgent task was to catch the tongue of a black market merchant and find out what kind of seasoning was added to the big black core and whether it was edible. Thanks to Cielooo for the 2133-point reward! !
(End of this chapter)
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