Chapter 417: Costume Change Upgrade, Golden Entries?

The man unhurriedly took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from his pocket, his movements elegant and refined.

He gently perched the glasses on his nose, a cold glint reflecting off the lenses.

Through the lenses, a vivid 3D character illustration was reflected on his retina—that was the image of a player:

He wore a well-tailored black suit, with a gray cloak draped over his shoulders, its edges slightly raised as if brushed by an invisible breeze.

His left hand had long, nimble fingers; several playing cards fluttered between his fingertips like butterflies, sometimes spreading into a fan, sometimes stacking into a deck, like a strange magician.

Every detail in the illustration was clear enough to touch, even the material texture of the playing cards was visible down to the finest detail.

The man's gaze lingered on the illustration for a moment, the corners of his mouth slightly curving as he spoke faintly:

"Show equipment effects!"

The next second, a pitch-black halo suddenly rippled around the man's body, as if space were gently twisted by some invisible force, light faintly trembling along the edges of his outline.

When the halo faded, the man's clothes instantly changed into the image from the 3D illustration, from head to toe, every detail perfectly replicated.

The entire process took less than 0.01 seconds to complete a costume change like shedding skin, enough to make countless women envious.

The only slightly off detail was that the playing cards in his hand were not a deck, but two lonely cards, looking somewhat thin.

The man didn't mind at all, instead casually slipping the two playing cards into his breast pocket, the card corners slightly exposed, like a whimsical decorative accent.

This tiny detail actually added three points of strange charm to his whole person.

The man stood in place, lightly flipping his palm, and a delicate glass syringe appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The syringe was entirely transparent, emitting a dreamlike pale blue glow.

Though small in volume, the injection conveyed an extraordinary refinement and craftsmanship, every detail highlighting its uniqueness.

On the bottle, a line of small text was engraved, the font elegant and mysterious:

"God Armament Seventh Generation Gene Injection Type D (Limited Production Edition)."

The man unhurriedly rolled up his sleeves, revealing sturdy arms, he aimed the needle at his blood vessel and steadily pushed the injection into his body.

The pale blue liquid slowly flowed into his blood, like cold flames, spreading along the blood vessels throughout his body.

The same feeling as the previous injection surged again, and the man suddenly realized:

"My genes... have been recoded once more. I am becoming increasingly different from the self manufactured at birth."

On a microscopic level difficult for the naked eye to observe, every cell in the man's body was quietly changing, like recoded code gradually breaking free from the original framework.

At the same time, a line of cold subtitle prompts drifted across before his eyes, with mechanical indifference:

【Gene Lock First Stage Shackle has been forcibly removed!】

【Inferior Gene Sequence has been partially optimized and recoded.】

【Agility: 9.99999 (4.5+5.499999) about to complete explosive leap...】

【Agility index sharply rising!】

【Agility permanently increased +2!】

【Agility permanently increased +2!】

【Agility permanently increased +1!】

【Agility permanently increased.】

【...】

【Agility permanently increased +0.1!】

【Explosive leap complete!】

The man endured the intense pain of gene optimization, yet seemed accustomed to pain, showing no change in expression, even happily grinning.

A few seconds later, the intense pain receded like a tide, replaced by an unprecedented lightness and strength.

On his retina, the agility index finally settled: 【Agility 16.1 (8.3+7.8)】

"16.1, a few points less than last time's strength explosive leap."

The man muttered, his tone a little disappointed, but not much:

"This shows this body's agility potential isn't as good as strength; by the game's logic, am I a strength-type hero?"

The man crushed the glass syringe in one grip, the shards slipping through his fingers.

Pushing open the restroom stall door, the man stepped out, instantly feeling his body unprecedentedly light.

"I can feel my weight has increased significantly, and my muscle fiber density is tighter and sturdier. But strangely, I have a floating sensation, as if Earth's gravity on me has suddenly weakened considerably."

The man felt this sensation was unscientific, defying all the physical laws he had known.

But the next second, he threw all this doubt behind him:

"Doesn't matter, after all, I'm not taking the scientific path; I still prefer racing wildly down the strange road."

Not discriminating against science, just a purely aesthetic preference.

The man lowered his head, his gaze falling on the moved tiles, his pupils strangely zooming, his line of sight penetrating the dim light, looking straight down at the excavated tunnel below.

"Interesting..."

He muttered softly, his voice carrying a hint of playfulness,

"Those monsters should have appeared from here. What reason made them find another exit?"

The man seemed to have completely entered some kind of role state, his whole person emitting a dangerous and charming aura.

"Don't fear, my Yu Huai..."

His voice sounded faintly, carrying a strange near-tenderness,

"The one who loves you most is coming; after all, I promised you that on the darkest day of your future life, I would definitely appear."

The man elegantly jumped into the tunnel, darkness surging like a tide, while his footsteps were so light they were almost inaudible, as if he were not a falling object from high above, but a wisp of wind silently descending.

Ghost Mist Cloak passive effect—【Light Landing】.

Just as his toes touched the ground, several lines of subtitles belatedly floated onto his retina:

Your Agility has broken through the Gene Lock's shackles; you have unlocked an Agility-series trait, and may choose one from the following three traits.

The three traits flickered with bronze light, silver light, and... golden light.

【Wind's Favor】 (Bronze)

Your legs seem caressed by the wind; every jump is light as a feather, jump height increased by 30%, non-stackable.

When you are airborne, the wind silently lifts your body, allowing you to glide briefly for 1 second.

"The wind lifts your body, carrying you beyond gravity's bonds."

【Lightning Body】 (Silver)

In battle, your body seems pierced by electric current; attack and movement speed increased by 25%, movements swift as lightning.

After each successful dodge, your speed surges further, an additional 5%, lasting 3 seconds, stackable up to 3 layers.

"In a flash of lightning, victory is decided."

Chapter End