Chapter 17: A Man in the Light and Darkness of Life and Death——Wang Chuanshe
Pei Zhen thought about how to use the other identity card. Using it on himself would undoubtedly be dangerous and wasteful. [His] background had good and bad sides, but the money was not worth it for Pei Zhen to take the initiative to step into danger now.
Then give it a try by using the card draw times this card brings! Otherwise, with current resources, it would be difficult to escape from the vortex of chaos brought about by the organization without revealing one's own cards.
Having made the decision, Pei Zhen sat in the living room, looking out the window at the dense forest which was still in darkness. Xiaolan beside him was staring at everyone who was drowsy, with a hint of tension on her young face.
It seemed as if a shadow flashed through the forest. Pei Zhen focused his mind and clicked on the already complete ball of light.
[Graystone and sundries] [Fireworks cane]
"This is a special cane that was customized by someone unknown. It can spray colorful fireworks from the top. It's a great way to surprise people."
"Do you like magic? I like it a lot."
Pei Zhen was not surprised at all. Having drawn candy and banknotes before, he could calmly accept anything he could draw.
He continued clicking, and among the stars, he caught a cyan, vibrant star.
[Bronze Skills] [Mixed Martial Arts]
"It integrates various martial arts techniques, discards the dross and retains the essence. It can attack or defend. It can be like a sharp knife, piercing the enemy's throat, and retreat like a shield, impenetrable. Between life and death, there is only fighting."
"Survival is the instinct of all animals. Martial arts are the teeth that humans grow for themselves. In the most barbaric times, humans used the simplest attacks to obtain food for themselves and their tribesmen. They used sharp wooden spikes, bows and arrows, stone axes, and when they had nothing, they used their own bodies. This is the original source of fighting."
"It runs through the entire history of human existence. To abandon it is like abandoning human instinct. Moreover, how can you say that modern society is not a primitive jungle in another sense?"
This is a very useful skill card. Even though its level is still bronze, Pei Zhen thinks that it may continue to be effective until a long time into the future. After three attempts at drawing cards, Pei Zhen was already very satisfied that he got a card that greatly enhanced his protective power.
Who doesn’t want to perform a super cool martial arts move? At least that's what he thought in his previous life.
There is only one draw left. Pei Zhen stood in the unknown land full of water and pointed casually without much expectation.
Until a black star fell into his open palm like a young swallow. He stopped where he was, without moving a step forward, as if he had received a sudden surprise.
This color... He focused his mind on it.
[Black (Tungsten) Iron·Fashion] [The Light and Dark Man Wandering Between Life and Death]
The light and shadow on the card were ambiguous, and countless figures were gathering and moving below. Some of them were raising their glasses, some were admiring the jewels they had obtained, some were strangling their own necks and screaming in pain, and some were holding up their guns, willing to be swallowed by hatred...
Above them is a mysterious figure with its arms outstretched in a hug. He was wearing a loose black cloak, and his faint red eyes were filled with a meaningful smile. His face was no longer blurred by a specific technique like on his ID card, but was clearly presented before him. He was too young and as handsome as a person in a painting.
Countless invisible threads connected his hands, and the other end was hidden in the silhouette below. There is a mysterious and profound quality about him, like the controller of the stage, or like the dark hand hidden behind everything. But as long as he reveals a real shadow, it is almost impossible to take your eyes off him. He is a whirlpool that draws in all the devout.
Pei Zhen took a shallow breath. He was shocked by the image on the card. The person in the painting seemed to be looking at him sincerely, with deep red eyes staring out of the painting, as if talking to him, communicating with him in an intimate way.
Is this the [Fashion] card? This was also the first time Pei Zhen drew a card of this category. He didn’t know whether it was this card that was unique or if all cards of this type had this kind of vitality that was about to burst out. Thinking of the [Cat] card, he was thoughtful.
He turned to look at the text description on the card.
"The world is empty, only joy has some meaning."
"I chase chaos, because chaos brings the unknown. I favor weirdness, because weirdness will bring me surprises. I will never lack passion, because I love a lot. Danger is a necessity for me. I suck them like sucking mother's milk."
"Light and shadow are just ribbon cutting for me. Only the setter can decide the stage. I wander among the crowd, in charge of the melody. Hush, the curtain of everything is about to open, my dear audience——"
"Please, look at me more."
Pei Zhen's expression was indescribable. He suddenly realized that what he needed to worry about was not the trouble that the winery would bring him next, but this card itself represented endless trouble. Excluding those inflammatory texts, Pei Zhen summed it up.
In this costume, he is an intelligence dealer. What is special is that he is an intelligence dealer who walks between the black and white worlds. He has a mysterious phone book, which contains contact information for everyone from the top of the country to the bottom of the gang. He takes commissions according to his mood, and sometimes, it is not impossible for him to stab someone in the back after completing the task. He understands this world and their rules, but he just likes to survive in his own way.
Pei Zhen had a conflicted expression. After thinking for a while, he whispered to Xiaolan, "I'm going to go to the bathroom."
Xiaolan's nervous expression eased a little. She thought about it and nodded. She didn't think that the detective neighbor who came with them would be the murderer of this incident, and it was not him that Conan specifically mentioned. I can only say that she still didn't expect the unreasonableness of Goldfinger...
After coming outside and making sure that there was no one around, Pei Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. This time's card drawing made him feel really uneasy. After hesitating for a while, Pei Zhen was thinking about how to use the [Fashion] card.
The most direct way is to use it on yourself. But he has no intention of changing his appearance. Thinking of the previous [Cat] and the ability he brought from the golden card, Pei Zhen's eyes lit up. Perhaps he had another way to use it.
A stream of light that only he could see flashed in the air, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, but it was very unstable, as if it would shatter in the next moment. Pei Zhen instantly put part of his mind into it, and a small white ball of light fell into the body on the other side, and the figure actually stabilized.
feasible! It's like creating a new body for him! He doesn't have a vest system, but that doesn't stop him from creating one for himself. It's all about putting pressure on himself, so why can't he share it out?
The two selves looked at each other, Pei Zhen nodded, and the other one slowly revealed a strange smile.
This feeling is so strange, Pei Zhen is experiencing a different feeling. I really want to touch myself. It must be a unique experience to be able to see myself from this angle, right?
Thinking of the [identity] card he had drawn before, Pei Zhen suddenly knew where it went. He stretched out his hand and threw it into the body of another self (actually, he only needed to do it in his mind), and the other self was stunned.
[Fashion] actually has some overlap with [identity]. The only difference is that one focuses on name and origin, while the other focuses on appearance and ability. But this has nothing to do with Pei Zhen throwing it away. He threw it away to create a trouble.
It’s all his business anyway, doesn’t [he] like trouble?
"From now on, you are [Wang Chuan She]." He patted [his] shoulder.
The figure slowly raised his head, his pair of red eyes became more eerie in the dark night, he laughed, and said lightly: "From now on, I am Wang Chuanshe."
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