Chapter 66
The lost cargo has finally arrived.
The 1% inheritance reward was signed for today.
Feng Mu's heart and liver trembled; for this reward, he had truly been on tenterhooks for several days and nights, and had nearly fled to wander the Scavenger Zone.
Finally got what he wished for; he's crying his eyes out~
Fingers touched and gripped the statue; the statue wasn't large, its main body just a human face, carved vivid and lifelike by axe and chisel.
【1% inheritance reward delivered. Wish the player a pleasant game!】
Feng Mu's pupils contracted sharply, not startled by the prompt box on his retina, but because the face on the statue was clearly... himself.
Mhm, himself from his past life, who is the leader of 【Destiny】 in the game, Feng Mu.
Suddenly seeing his own face on the statue, Feng Mu felt rather creeped out, his hand nearly failing to keep a steady grip.
【Contaminated metal detected:??】
【Composition: Iron-based.】
【Edible.】
【PS: This metal has imprisoned a soul; please consume with caution.】
Beneath the mask, the corner of Feng Mu's mouth twitched, yet he still brought the statue before him, examining it carefully.
The instant Feng Mu's eyes met the statue's, his entire consciousness was sucked and pulled inside.
In the boundless darkness, he descended upon the cold Tie Wang Zuo, gradually overlapping with the silhouette's outline, and an indescribable realization surfaced in his heart.
A thought moved, and the next instant, forty-four Recipient soul projections condensed in the darkness.
The Recipients were clearly not here for the first time; with practiced ease they prostrated beneath the Tie Wang Zuo, foreheads to the ground, none daring to raise their heads to gaze upon the true visage hidden behind the silhouette.
The true visage was two constantly shifting faces — one moment Feng Mu, the next Feng Mu — the faces changing so fast that at a certain instant they seemed to have fused into a single face.
【There are 44 seeds here; their fate is yours to control!】
【You can let them live, or let them die.】
【You can grant them power, or strip them of consciousness.】
【They will surely be your most loyal believers; you can use them as, they will offer you death.】
The system's prompt messages surfaced directly in the depths of his consciousness.
Feng Mu obtained two methods of use.
The first, called Wed-Death Twin-Life: when your main body dies, you can choose to split the death among half your believers, letting them die in your place, and you will gain a new life.
Wed-Death Twin-Life, simply put, grants Feng Mu a second life, similar to a death save-load in a game, except it can only load once.
And the cost is enormous; use it once, and half the Recipients will drop dead.
After one use, the reset cooldown is also extremely long.
"But reality isn't a game; being able to get a second life, no matter the price, is worth it — especially since the price is paid by the believers."
Sitting on the Tie Wang Zuo, the corner of Feng Mu's mouth hooked into a wicked arc; he liked this ability far too much.
Based on this one ability alone, the resentment over the 1% inheritance reward's long delay could vanish like smoke.
What's more, there's a second ability: Proxy Bestowal.
Proxy Bestowal: You can bestow one of your own abilities upon a believer; a believer can initially receive only one ability, its value anchored to your current state, with the believer inheriting 50%-99%.
Afterwards the believer may independently redevelop or create upon the ability; upon their death, the experience of using that ability will be fed back to you.
"Proxy Bestowal, an ability to cultivate spies or henchmen; the only limit is the Recipient's strength cannot exceed your own — not bad at all." Feng Mu thought.
As for the second ability, Feng Mu didn't particularly value it; after all, he has 【Destiny】 behind him, and as long as he works hard at being a villain, he'll eventually fully inherit 【Destiny】.
After all, inheriting all of 【Destiny】 cannot be achieved overnight; starting another troupe in the meantime, to use and discard at will, isn't bad either.
Rather, the post-death feedback of experience packages suits him perfectly; in a sense they're 44 alts for grinding skill proficiency — just have to wait for them to die to harvest.
So do I hope you die, or do I hope you die?
After experiencing a series of events, Feng Mu's mindset has also been changing step by step; he's now figured it out: 【Destiny】 has already bound him.
It's not a question of whether he lies low or fears exposure; rather, he will inevitably be exposed one day.
Just like this escape attempt — seemingly a false alarm — wasn't it actually because the label on him can no longer be torn off?
Even if he wants to level up peacefully, 【Destiny】 will surely stir up trouble from time to time and drag him in; since that's the case, instead of passively enduring, better to take the initiative, seize every chance to grind 【Inheritance Degree】 up.
The sooner he maxes 【Inheritance Degree】 and fully inherits 【Destiny】, why would he fear exposure?
Of course, he'll lie low when he should, just looking for chances to stir trouble; when grinding villain experience, he absolutely cannot be soft-hearted or hesitant.
A mindset metamorphosis cannot bring a leap in strength, but in a sense it's more important than strength growth — it signals a villain shedding naivety and actively embracing the Abyss.
The destructive power of subjective agency — those who know, know!
Collecting his train of thought, Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, overlooking the forty-four Proxies prostrate at his feet.
Among them were a few familiar faces; Feng Mu suddenly realized: "Aren't these the people on Ma Bin's list? So I was overthinking it — that wasn't a suspect list, nor was Ma Bin using a pretext to scheme his way up; wait, he did rise, but rising was just a byproduct — his real goal was the people on the list."
"Not a single one, but all of them — this list is fundamentally a cargo manifest."
"Ma Bin used a smokescreen to deceive everyone, including the real culprit me — I was fooled too."
Feng Mu realized he'd also been tricked, but felt no anger; Ma Bin has now become his subordinate, and the more the other excels at tricks, the better.
Looking at these faces innocently dragged in, forcibly shackled with 【Destiny】's chains, Feng Mu felt a trace of pity in his heart, but it was strangled in an instant.
Returning the goods is impossible.
This world is just that cruel; you never know whether tomorrow or an accident will arrive first; weakness is the original sin, and the weak become toys for fate to toy with.
"You entrust your fate to me, and I grant you power, letting you experience a life like never before — a fair exchange; you don't lose out."
Feng Mu muttered to himself, doing preventive psychological counseling for the guilt he'd feel that day when he uses Wed-Death Twin-Life.
Thinking thus, he overlooked those below and uttered softly: "Under 【Destiny】's gaze, I bestow upon you the role of my Proxies, granting you..."
In the prompt box in his mind, several bestowable abilities popped up: 【Crane Claw Technique】, 【Basic Fist Technique】, 【Basic Leg Technique】, 【Tongue Root Death Curse】, 【Molding Embryo】.
【Iron Eater】, 【Blood Frenzy】, 【Grand Feast】 are not among the grantable options.
Getting off the bread van, Luo Ji returned to the empty home, entered the restroom, and numbly wiped the bruises on his face with a towel, muttering to himself facing the mirror.
"Inexplicably kidnapped, thought I would die, but didn't die, survived alright, but….."
"The Patrol Bureau Chief said they shot dead the bandit chief who kidnapped us, simply ridiculous, they fundamentally know nothing, what actually kidnapped us was……"
Luo Ji stuck out his tongue, curled up; when he was about to speak that unspeakable name, the base of his tongue suddenly heated up, a bizarre black symbol faintly appearing.
Not only that name unspeakable, everything related to it is also unspeakable, even if only connected a little bit it must not be spoken to anyone, including the other Recipients' information must not be leaked to people.
Wrong, it's also not that it cannot be said, but rather cannot harbor malice.
As if this curse seal is alive, parasitizing in the soul, would listen to one's heart's voice when speaking every sentence.
Profound and more profound, can only be comprehended not conveyed in words, is the Blood Oath Seal the forty-four Recipients must jointly comply with.
Luo Ji hurriedly shut his mouth, sighed long, lay back on the bed, staring at the slightly dim ceiling blankly spacing out.
Suddenly, consciousness transmitted a strong summoned feeling, fundamentally not allowing him to resist, he only blinked his eyelids, consciousness then forcibly dragged into nothingness.
Familiar boundless darkness, time and space turned into nothingness, dead silent oppression made soul instinctively seek support — the majestic figure on the Tie Wang Zuo.
That is the only direction in this place, the only existence, the only truth.
Luo Ji familiarly knelt prostrate before the Tie Wang Zuo, kneeling together with him were those other forty-three silhouettes.
"Listen to my Lord's summons."
Forty-four voices, yet like one voice.
Then, Luo Ji heard the voice from that great phantom on the Tie Wang Zuo.
"Under 【Destiny】's gaze, I bestow upon you to become my agents, gain 【Molding Embryo】 ability.】
Voice vast, grand, cold/ruthless, trembling souls buzzing.
Don't know if illusion, compared to the first time that voice, that kind of cold mechanical without a shred of ripples and temperature, this time the voice seems slightly different, added a tiny bit of vitality?
When Luo Ji opened eyes again, he was back on the bed, he subconsciously glanced at the bedside alarm clock, the second hand seemed to have only ticked once.
"Consciousness space inside very long, reality yet only a split second huh."
Luo Ji felt marvel while increasingly reverent, if that darkness inside had no Tie Wang Zuo, there absolutely is an eternal cage.
Luo Ji shivered violently, next moment felt a strand of gloomy chill seep from bones out to skin and flesh, cool and drafty, the whole body's temperature plummeted several degrees.
A bizarre realization surfaced in Nao Hai, his brow center had a vertical pattern surface, like a third vertical eye connecting nothingness, flickered once then disappeared unseen.
"【Molding Embryo】?!" Luo Ji's heart shaken.
Luo Ji lowered head, eyes watching skin, yet felt under skin and flesh vaguely ants crawling, bones also itching, seemingly wanting to grow out from inside the body.
Luo Ji abruptly stood up, pulled on the light, then following the realization in Nao Hai, like breathing went to mobilize bones.
Tearing sound——
Index finger suddenly split open bloody mouth, a section of ghastly finger bone fiercely drilled out, according to his will turned into a sharp hook claw.
Luo Ji deep breath, used finger hook aimed at wall downward a stroke, the slightly gray wall like tofu was stroked out a twisted crack.
Luo Ji stunned a moment, five fingers simultaneously popped out finger hooks, aimed at wall fiercely a dig.
Amidst teeth-souring sound, wall bricks and stones collapsed, and then fiercely gripped by him, turned into fine scum flowing down from between fingers.
"This is my Lord's bestowal, power truly acting on self!!!"
Luo Ji eye sockets moist red, he forcefully clenched fist, finger bones gouged out blood in palm heart, yet not feel pain, desperately suppressing emotion's eruption, throat inside low sobbing.
"Next time, enter Hidden Gate to expand, I can live!"
"My humble as dust life perhaps will thus change, thank Fate, thank my Lord!"
Almost simultaneous time, forty-four Recipients, from being 【Destiny】 coerced helpless ones, quietly transformed into willing prostrate under 【Tie Wang Zuo】 believers.
Feng Mu generously bestowed power, even did not issue any instructions to them.
Because, no need for divine oracle, no need for teaching, no need for guidance, the gained power itself would give them Fate's revelation.
Caged bird if gains power, will surely break iron cage, give dust ants wings, also will naturally seek sky to fly.
Power breeds desire, desire ferments ambition, life always yearns to climb upward, like moths to flame, is instinct imprinted in genes.
No need force, only need sow power's seeds is enough.
High seated on Tie Wang Zuo Feng Mu self-aware no need do extra instructions, he only needs wait, time will naturally return him a forest of fruit, at worst, he can still harvest their deaths.
Tie Wang Zuo consciousness dissipated, returned to reality's physical shell.
Feng Mu blinked eyes, Ma Bin's presented hands even not yet had time to withdraw, he again glanced at wall hanging clock, heart understood clearly.
He fingertip stroked his own statue, heart had some doubt: "You know how this statue is used?"
Ma Bin answered: "Can control those Recipients, control their life and death, counts as developing downlines most convenient means, just pity, Fate Stone Carving only Adjudicator Chief can make, and heard making materials extremely rare, so quantity extremely scarce, and using it up, seems some restrictions, otherwise……"
Ma Bin slightly sighed, regretfully said: "Entire world early already by 【Destiny】 encompassed."
Ma Bin in heart then thought: "I according to 【Black Hat】's demands prepared goods, 【Black Hat】 brought Fate Stone Carving, held ritual, for 【Mask】 packaged goods all sealed into Fate Stone Carving inside, then by me transferred, so 【Mask】 gets hand can directly use….. Ci Ci, my this 【upline】 real identity in organization inside probably high to hard imagine ah."
【Fate Stone Carving】, 【Adjudicator Chief】?!!
Feng Mu captured two key terms, Mask face's face thoughtful.
"【Fate Stone Carving】 is a fresh vocabulary, should also be system's patch, and 【Adjudicator Chief】……" Feng Mu Nao Hai flashed a face.
That is he in game built force when, earliest cultivated a character, can say, in game, Adjudicator Chief is he in game interacted most character.
Besides that, is later by him titled Thirteen Seats thirteen people.
Feng Mu spirit trance a moment: "Really looking forward ah, looking forward to one day meeting them who descended into reality ba~"
Also don't know from game become reality, their personalities whether became more vicious, must know originally to subdue these characters, Feng Mu in game but didn't kill few blood flow into rivers.
Feng Mu shook head, with his current 【Inheritance Degree】 still far not appear before them timing, temporarily still must wear 【Mask】.
Collecting his wandering train of thought, Feng Mu heard Ma Bin say again: "Right, Recipients can sacrifice Lifespan to make the owner of the Fate Stone Carving descend across space upon them — that is also why they are called Recipients."
Although Ma Bin did not understand why 【Mask】 clearly already controlled this Fate Stone Carving yet still asked him these questions, he still answered everything truthfully.
Feng Mu understood completely in his heart; what Ma Bin described was the conventional use of the Fate Stone Carving.
【Married Death Twins】 and 【Acting Agent's Bestowal】 were obviously special, most likely unique to him alone; the reason was simple — who let his face be carved on the Fate Stone Carving.
Others using the Fate Stone Carving merely borrow it; in his hands it can be called returning to its original owner.
At this point,
Feng Mu understood: the Fate Stone Carving was the 【Inheritance Degree 1%】 reward, the forty-four Recipients were also part of the reward, and furthermore Ma Bin as a courier could likewise be regarded as part of the Cargo, as a reward subordinate to him.
Mm, the Green Wolf Gang was now also indirectly under his control, and 【Mask】 this code name acknowledged by 【Fate】 was also part of the reward.
Feng Mu felt curiosity in his heart: "Wonder how many patches the System wove for my identity over at 【Fate】; afraid I'll only know when the day I descend upon 【Fate】 arrives."
Feng Mu anticipated it but was not impatient; his current public identity was 【Mask】, his current priority was to grab a Black Market merchant's Tongue and figure out what exactly the Big Black Core had added as seasoning, whether it could be eaten
Thanks Cielooo uh 2133 points for the reward!!
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