I roughly recalled that the two biggest waves of anger were last night at Shenxianju and the time when I made those classmates feel ashamed in the secret realm.
A thought suddenly popped into his mind: if he were to walk around Mingyue City naked one day, the anger of those self-conscious men would probably be off the charts.
However, considering the terrible consequences of doing so, he abandoned the idea.
Forget it, I still have some pride. What if I become socially dead?
What he was most worried about was angering a truly top-tier expert. As a man, he felt that regardless of whether one's cultivation level was high or low, everyone would care about such things.
What if he runs into a few psychopaths who, out of jealousy, come and chop him up...?
Thinking of this, he subconsciously squeezed his legs together, feeling a chill down there.
Forget it, let's stick to the original plan and find a few more beautiful female confidantes to earn the wrath of those sycophants.
That would be safer.
Having determined the main route for earning rage points in the future, Zaun started the lottery.
You get 3217 chances to win a prize by accumulating anger points.
As your anger level increases, you'll need to participate in the lottery more and more often. If you keep doing this, your hand might break from pressing the buttons!
Zaun was filled with worries about the future, but he still pressed the enter key to start the lottery.
No matter how much he begged and pleaded before, all his prayers were met with the same response: "Thank you for participating." He had become numb to it all.
Since he'd already done it over 3,000 times, he was too lazy to burn incense, bathe, and pray to the gods and Buddhas anymore.
The cursor kept spinning, and eventually it didn't stop on the space, but landed on the number 8.
Zuan's eyes widened in surprise, and he hurriedly went to check on the situation.
A small bottle appeared before them, filled with a shimmering green liquid. Below it was a line of small print: Poison Bottle, Throwable. It can paralyze and weaken targets within a small area. Targets below rank 5 are immune to level-based defense.
He then remembered that he had drawn this item before. Back then, when he was still very weak, he used this item to trick the Black Wind Stronghold members who were trying to kill Yu Yanluo.
For him at the time, the fact that this thing ignored level defense was extremely useful.
But with his current strength, he doesn't need to use this thing at all to deal with enemies below the fifth rank.
This thing is needed to deal with fifth and sixth rank officials, but it is ineffective against those above the fifth rank.
As for your suggestion to lie down and let the opponent trample on you when facing someone with a higher cultivation level, that's only true if the opponent is a beautiful and skilled woman.
No, now that the "rich woman's happiness ball" is gone, even if she's a beautiful and skilled woman, he can't do anything about it and can only rely on his own good looks.
After putting away the useless poison bottle, Zaun started the next lottery draw.
After drawing "Thank you for participating" several times in a row, the cursor finally landed on the Spirit Fruit.
After more than three thousand draws, Zuan mechanically pressed the Enter key, feeling somewhat numb, and couldn't help but miss the AutoHotkey from his previous life.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, because he noticed that the cursor was hovering over the letter K.
Congratulations on winning the skill – "Swearing"!
Skill Description: When you use this skill, anything you say next will sound like the most extreme taunt and provocation to your enemies. All hostile targets who hear your words will fall into a state of extreme rage, gaining a 10% increase in all their abilities, and then will try to kill you at all costs. The rage generated by this skill cannot be collected.
Friendly reminder: Use this skill with caution, because once used, there is no expiration time, and there are only two outcomes—either you kill all the angry enemies, or you are killed by them.
Upon seeing the final reminder, Zaun was stunned.
What kind of ridiculous skill is this? It even gives the enemy a buff?
I must be out of my mind to use this skill!
This skill might be useful to others, but he himself has the natural talent of spewing profanities. He can easily infuriate people with just a few words and also gain anger points without having to give the enemy any power or engage in a life-or-death struggle with them.
So what is the significance of this skill to him?
Zu An thought to himself, no wonder this skill has no usage restrictions. You know, those other useful skills like the Rich Woman's Happy Ball or the skill that makes anyone pregnant just by glaring at them all had a ton of restrictions.
Only useless skills like "What are you looking at?" have no limit on the number of times they can be used.
It's likely that someone who spews foul language isn't much better.
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