Chapter 147: Magical Flashlight

Faced with an unavoidable shot, Zu'an suddenly blurted out, "What are you looking at!" As he spoke, he flung the dagger in his hand directly at his opponent.

"So what if I am!"

Jia Zhengjing was stunned. He finally understood why Yuan Wendong, whom everyone mocked, had such an uncontrollable urge to retort at crucial moments. It was simply impossible to hold back their tongue!

Unfortunately, it was too late. Looking at the dagger embedded in his chest, he closed his eyes in grief and indignation.

Damn it, why?!

Rage value from Jia Zhengjing: 1024!

Zu'an wasn't feeling well either. Although his opponent had been distracted, slowing his spear strike and failing to kill him, it still left a deep bloody hole in Zu'an's chest.

With difficulty, he pried open Zhen Liumang's now stiff hand. Zu'an staggered over, retrieved the "Certain Death Dagger," and only after confirming both men were undeniably dead did he finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Although he had been in a few life-and-death struggles before, none were as perilous as today's. More importantly, his previous fights had mostly been with women, and even in life-or-death situations, there was at least a hint of allure. This time, however, was a truly brutal struggle.

Oh, what karma have I accumulated? Weren't the days of blowing air conditioning, drinking soda, and playing games at home in my previous life great? Why did I have to come to this world to live a life on the edge of a blade?

Lying on the grass, he gasped for breath. After a long time, Zu'an finally felt his strength gradually returning. Only then did he sprinkle some healing medicine on his wound, barely managing to stop the bleeding.

It was also thanks to his cultivation in this world, which had made his body tougher. If he had been stabbed like this in his previous life, he would probably have died before the ambulance even arrived.

After quickly bandaging his wound, Zu'an began to clear the battlefield. As expected, he found no banknotes or elemental stones on either of them.

At this point, he understood. For assassins and deathsworn like them, external possessions were of little use. Thus, any such items were immediately converted into strength, to maximize their chances of survival. After all, in their minds, their own lives were the most precious things.

After searching for a long time, he only found some dry rations and healing medicine. Zu'an cursed his bad luck under his breath. He had spent so much effort setting up this ambush, not only wasting several precious armor-piercing arrows but also using up the hidden weapons he had obtained from Ji Xiaoxi—the explosion on Liao Zhongyou earlier was caused by one of those weapons.

In the end, there was no gain at all; he hadn't even earned much rage value.

Thinking about it, Zu'an felt a bit unwilling. He ran over and stripped off Jia Zhengjing's soft armor. Although it had been slashed open across the chest by his sword earlier, and then punctured by the final blow, the rest of it was still intact and could barely be used.

Anything used for defense by a peak fourth-rank martial artist must be good quality. Sure enough, he found another sword, and it was very difficult to pierce the soft armor with it.

His first thought was to reverse the soft armor and wear it backward. After all, the back of the armor was intact and would perfectly cover his chest.

But then he reconsidered. When he needed this soft armor, it was more likely he'd be escaping, making protection for his back more crucial. So he switched the soft armor back to its original orientation.

He jumped into the pit he had dug earlier and recovered the unpolluted armor-piercing arrows. After a final count, he found four still usable, which made him overjoyed.

Additionally, he found a wrist crossbow device in the pit. It must have belonged to Zhen Liumang; shaken by the explosion and having fallen into the pit, it probably fell out then.

He attached the wrist crossbow device to his own wrist, which made Zu'an feel a little better. His hard-fought battle hadn't been in vain; at least he had obtained two usable pieces of equipment as drops.

After cleaning everything up, Zu'an found a secluded spot and began to tally his accumulated rage value. Originally, he had planned to save up more points for a single, large lottery draw, as that might increase the chances of getting good items. However, having just brushed with death, he no longer dared to be overconfident. He decided to convert all available resources into his strength as much as possible, to ensure he could make it out of the secret realm alive.

He didn't know until he counted, and then he was startled. His accumulated rage value was actually quite a lot, totaling 75,873 points.

There was no place to wash his face or hands now. Zu'an touched the bloodstains on his body, continually reassuring himself that since his hands were "red," his luck should also be "red."

He clicked to start the lottery draw, watching the cursor spin continuously on the keyboard. It finally stopped on the letter "D."

Congratulations, you've drawn "Magical Flashlight!"

Zu'an was immediately startled. He never expected to draw a skill on his very first try. This was a sign of good fortune!

He hurriedly checked the detailed description on the screen.

Name: Magical Flashlight.Description: A proud invention of a bald scientist from another world. It requires no energy; it lights up as long as there is light shining on it. In a dark environment, it will absolutely not light up. It is also said that this flashlight has some magical effect. However, for thousands of years, no one has discovered its true purpose. Will you be the exception?Durability: 3/3

Zu'an: "..."

After reading the description, he was utterly bewildered. As a flashlight, it lights up when there's light, but absolutely not when there's no light. This thing is a total scam!

At this moment, he deeply suspected that bald scientist's name was Wen Xi.

What shocked him even more was that this scam of an item actually had usage limitations!

Such a useless item, even with unlimited uses, would be utterly useless.

What was even more outrageous was that the description mentioned a "magical effect" without specifying what it was. What kind of description was that?

After thinking for a long time, Zu'an couldn't figure out how to use this thing, so he started the next draw.

As if the first draw had used up too much of his luck, the next 18 draws were all "Thank you for participating!"

Zu'an's eyelids twitched. It wasn't until the 19th draw that he finally got a Vitality Fruit, and only then did he completely relax.

After that, the results kept switching between "Thank you for participating" and "Vitality Fruit," and Zu'an felt a bit numb.

Suddenly, the cursor landed directly on the letter "Y" and stopped. He was startled, his first thought being that he was seeing things. When was the last time he drew two skills in a row?

Accustomed to his bad luck, suddenly getting a stroke of good fortune left him stunned for a long time.

He hurriedly checked the detailed information.

Congratulations, you've drawn the skill "Approachable with Billions!"Description: When you have money to a certain extent, standards like appearance, physique, age, and so on become irrelevant. Everyone will find you kind and charming beyond measure.Skill Description: Each use consumes 100 million coins, making the target consider you a friend for half an hour.

This chapter is a bit short, so it's being released first for now.Also, everyone can guess what this flashlight is actually for.