Chapter 390: Ghost Mist Cloak

【You have drawn C-grade Equipment — Ghost Mist Cloak!】

【Category: Agility Equipment.】

【Base Bonus: Agility +3, Movement Speed +20】

Active Effect:

【Ghost Mist】: When actively activated, centered on the wearer it spreads a 20-meter range, generating dense Ghost Mist.

The Ghost Mist interferes with enemies' vision, lowering their hit rate by 15%, duration 5 minutes; the Ghost Mist will always follow the wearer's movement, and can also remain in place.

But if the Ghost Mist separates from the wearer by more than 200 meters, it will gradually dissipate within 10 seconds.

Cooldown: 20 minutes.

Passive Effect:

【Light Landing】:

When the wearer jumps down from a height, landing reduces 80% of damage, and is light and silent.

Fate did not favor Feng Mu too much, not giving him S-grade Equipment, but it could be considered slight favor, giving him C-grade Equipment.

This feeling was like, he wanted to sleep with Fate, but Fate threw him a flirtatious glance.

"Works too!"

Feng Mu could not be called disappointed, but neither was he particularly excited; his satisfaction threshold now was like a scumbag's, getting higher and higher, even though in two lifetimes he was still a mother's-womb solo.

Moreover, in this life because of Iron Bones, with its self-contained cooling ice sensation, his heart toward female beauty became even more still as water.

Of course, Feng Mu felt this was a fortunate thing; after all, in film and television works there are too many villains ruined by women's hands, but Feng Mu was different — from the root, in the physical sense, he completely eliminated this weakness.

On his retina, an item appeared in the equipment grid.

A deep gray cloak, material light as mist; the cloak's edges were inlaid with a faint black halo, and the cloak's interior was embroidered with mysterious runes, like living things breathing and flowing.

Feng Mu switched to the 3D character's stereoscopic panel.

He saw a character with seven-tenths resemblance to himself standing with one hand in his pocket, wearing a black suit, a gray cloak draped behind him, playing cards circulating between the five fingers of his left hand.

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, fingertips lightly touching his own back, yet he did not touch that cloak, but he could clearly feel the equipment effect had already quietly taken effect.

Just then, a dialog box popped up in his mind — 【Display equipment effect? Yes/No】.

Feng Mu clicked 【No】 without hesitation, and quickly closed the pop-up.

He thought to himself: "Displaying equipment does not enhance the effect, it just changes a skin, yet loses concealment."

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully examined the equipment introduction twice more, and muttered to himself:

"It says wearer; could it be, this cloak can also be used if someone else wears it?"

This thought stirred his heart, but he soon laughed and shook his head.

He had no intention now of letting others use his equipment; his equipment added up to only two pieces, not even enough for his own use, so where would he have the spare thought to consider others.

However, looked at from another angle, this might also be a novel usage idea?

"Can try when free."

Feng Mu silently noted this idea in his heart; although he was not certain, there would always be time to verify in the future.

Actually, the equipment on Feng Mu's body had long hidden another even more bizarre usage method; it was just that method was too bizarre and strange, completely beyond ordinary people's imagination range.

Even Feng Mu had never extended his train of thought in that direction.

Perhaps, a certain opportunity is needed to let that hidden possibility surface.

After a while, Feng Mu collected his thoughts, silently closed the 3D display, switched back to the attribute panel, and focused his line of sight on the Agility column.

Agility: 9.999 (4.5+5.8) 【Explosive Leap in progress】

This scene he was familiar with.

The solution he happened to have prepared in advance: a D-grade Gene Serum, now lying obediently in the system's storage column.

The action of injecting the Gene Serum is rather conspicuous; Feng Mu did not plan to do it in the car; he planned to wait until he reached No. 8 Middle School, then find a random toilet stall to inject and upgrade.

30 minutes later, the vehicle stopped outside the campus.

Guan Zhong opened the car door, his expression grave as if about to carry out an assassination mission.

"Director, there are no parking spaces in the school, but I can..."

Guan Zhong's gaze swept over the security guard pavilion at the school gate, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the handgun at his waist, as if calculating how many bullets it would take to clear out a parking space.

Feng Mu waved his hand, cutting off Guan Zhong's unspoken shocking words.

Feng Mu wore a gentle smile on his face: "We'll just walk over."

Feng Mu stepped out of the car, glanced at the road full of parked vehicles, lightly patted Guan Zhong's shoulder, and said earnestly:

"You can learn to view the world from a gun muzzle's sight, that's good, but a mere parking space doesn't warrant this."

Guan Zhong's expression remained serious, but he understood Feng Mu's meaning; he obediently parked the car outside the campus.

Feng Mu looked at his subordinate who strictly carried out his orders, and suddenly felt a bit of a headache; a subordinate too loyal and too fanatical might not entirely be a good thing.

Feng Mu strode into the campus, Gong Qi following close behind him step for step.

Today neither wore Prison Guard uniforms; both had changed into casual suits.

Today's campus was exceptionally lively; the playground was filled with a hubbub of voices, full of cheers and clamor, the atmosphere so heated it almost felt like the air was rubbing to generate electricity.

In the center of the playground, several exaggeratedly shaped Platforms/Rings stood erected, their surfaces coated with a layer of metallic-gloss nanomaterial, shining brilliantly under the "sunlight".

The suspended air cushions at the four corners of the Platform/Ring emitted a barely audible hum, making the entire Platform/Ring seem to float in midair, carrying a sci-fi feel that transcended reality.

Around the playground, automatic cameras tied to trees were rotating their lenses at high speed, trying to capture footage from every angle.

But clearly, such traditional equipment was already somewhat inadequate.

In the sky, more than ten hovering drones were circling; they were not merely filming equipment, but high-precision on-site analyzers, deconstructing every frame in real time under backend control, generating dynamic data streams projected onto the huge Light Screens.

Light Screens hung suspended around the Platform/Ring, like giant electronic windows, clearly and without blind spots presenting every Platform/Ring's dynamics before the audience's eyes.

Stirring music was released from embedded broadcasting equipment all around; the sound waves underwent special processing, remaining clearly discernible even in the hubbub of voices.

Wherever the line of sight reached, festive holographic banners hung everywhere, some even floating in midair, lines of glowing text shining brightly in the sunlight, swaying gently with the breeze.

Before the newly built Platform/Ring stood a decorated Presidium, where almost no students were present on the platform—only school leaders and distinguished guests invited from all sectors of society.

On the Platform/Ring, the Heaven's Chosen who had advanced to the final Quanquan among the key high schools of the Nine Districts were already in position, waiting at any moment for the Referee's command, so that under the gaze of countless eyes they could contend for the title of first place in the Nine Districts Martial Arts Joint Examination.

Although the championship of this joint examination was at most the "first" among high school students, and limited only to the selection among several universities within the Nine Districts.

But it was precisely because of their youth and potential that this title seemed all the more precious.

To say they were bright and promising with boundless futures was by no means an exaggeration!!!

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