Chapter 3: The Secular Value of Sacrifices—Useless!

Crack—

The door was locked from the inside.

Su Ming pressed his back hard against the cold door panel, panting heavily.

Finally, I'm back!

The warm giant egg in his arms finally gave him a sense of reality.

Su Ming rushed a few steps into the bedroom and carefully placed the giant egg on the bed.

Only now did he have a chance to examine it closely.

"It looks impressive—what exactly is it?"

"We can't... just smash it open, can we?"

"A whole egg fried rice?"

The thought just formed.

Buzz—!

Lines of text floated up from the shell.

【Name】: Abyssal Demon Dragon Egg

【Quality】: Myth

【Effect】: After hatching, you will have an Abyssal Demon Dragon capable of tearing gods apart as a companion.

"Sss!"

Seeing such a high‑brow description, Su Ming inhaled a cold breath, his mind went blank!

Myth!

It sounds even more badass than a Golden Legend!

That Red Light that dyed the whole city's night sky indeed did not disappoint!

Death‑god spicy sticks, yyds!

"Wait!"

Su Ming seemed to recall something, his heart leapt wildly!

"My eyes can do more than just see through the altar?"

"Even the items offered in sacrifice can be directly parsed for information?!"

"That's so perverse?!"

He remembered the posts he had browsed before.

Countless people, after sacrificing, received an unintelligible piece of dead wood, an ordinary stone, or a bottle of unknown foul‑smelling liquid…

They had no idea what they were, let alone how to use them.

They could only flail like headless flies, clutching a fate‑changing opportunity, begging online, and even getting scammed!

Many probably wasted that tremendous opportunity this way.

But he, not so!

As long as it passes through his hands, all information will be exposed!

What a terrifying information gap!

"My eyes..."

Su Ming's spirit jolted dramatically; he darted into the bathroom and stared intently at his reflection.

The man in the mirror looked slightly gaunt, but his features were sharp and his gaze keen.

One word: handsome!

Back then, the strikingly beautiful and well‑shaped Xia Weiwei agreed to date him for years, also because of this.

The result…

Heh!

Su Ming brushed away the stray thoughts.

He focused all his mind on those eyes in the mirror.

Boom!

A thunderous sound rang in his mind.

It's there… it's really there!

A few lines of golden text appeared over the eyes in the mirror!

【Name】: Eye of Truth

【Quality】: Unique

【Effect】: Perceive the Karma of all things! Gaze at an altar to see its planar markers and Karma requirements; gaze at altar‑related items to see their name, quality, and effect.

Unique!

These two words are too heavy!

This is a golden finger belonging solely to him!

Su Ming's chest heaved violently, and only after a while did it settle as he returned to the bedroom.

He grabbed the blanket and carefully wrapped that Abyssal Demon Dragon Egg.

After finishing all that, he walked back to the window and cautiously lifted a corner of the curtain.

A shrill police siren grew louder, tearing through the silent night.

The once empty street was now teeming with moving silhouettes.

In the distance, searchlight beams were sweeping wildly!

"Indeed..."

Su Ming frowned slightly.

"Most likely they came because of the earlier commotion!"

That red light was like a drop of blood falling into a school of sharks!

The Official's power is the sharks.

Those speculators hiding in the dark are also sharks.

And he is that prey, bleeding all over.

"No power, no influence—this is a bit tricky!"

Su Ming glanced at the clock on the wall.

It was half past ten at night.

Only one and a half hours left until midnight, when the sacrifice count resets!

"Three chances a day..."

Su Ming muttered softly.

This Myth-grade Dragon Egg probably can't be relied on in the short term.

So he must use his remaining two chances before midnight, converting them into immediate combat power!

"But... where can we find a new altar?"

This area has become the center of the storm.

He needs a place that is absolutely hidden and rarely visited.

A corner even rats would disdain!

Park?

Stadium?

"No, those places are too open."

Where else can we go?

In Su Ming's mind, the map of Jiangcheng unfolded quickly.

A corner forgotten by most people surfaced from deep memory.

West City, abandoned industrial zone!

There, long abandoned, the terrain is complex, with factories standing in rows.

It is an excellent place to hide and operate.

"That's it!"

Su Ming made up his mind, turned, bent over, and pulled out a dust-covered black backpack from under the bed.

Earlier, that Fatty traded a half piece of bland bread for a strength fruit.

And I, with a pack of sufficiently spicy snack strips, went straight to red!

A revolutionary realization fully formed in his mind.

"The offering's worldly value is useless!"

"The key is whether it tastes right!"

Having figured this out, Su Ming rushed into the kitchen.

He roughly shoved several packs of braised beef, old jar pickled mustard greens, and Sichuan pepper-flavored instant noodles into the backpack!

A half‑bottle of leftover high‑proof erguotou from the corner was also stuffed in!

He then rushed back to the bedroom and pulled out a small bottle of refreshing wind oil from the drawer.

A cheap, unreliable lighter.

He even had a philosophy book he himself couldn't bring himself to read.

"Wind oil, a physiological sensory stimulant, can also ward off evil!"

"Lighter, symbolizing the flame at the source of civilization!"

"Philosophy book, carrying humanity's strange spirit and wisdom!"

These are worthless junk in others' eyes.

In his view, they are all keys that can twist fate!

Finally, his gaze fell on the photo frame on the desk.

In the photo, Xia Weiwei's smile was radiant.

He stared at it expressionlessly for a few seconds.

Then he pulled out the photo, folded it neatly, and slipped it into the outer pocket of the backpack.

"This thing might also be exchangeable for something."

After doing all that, Su Ming grabbed a retractable baton for self‑defense from beside the shoe cabinet.

"Smack—!"

The baton extended three sections in the dim light, flashing a metallic cold gleam.

Not enough!

He turned and went back into the kitchen.

He drew the sharpest fruit knife from the knife rack.

Still that saying——

Without surveillance, the evil in human nature will be unleashed without restraint.

He cannot, and will not allow himself to fail due to insufficient preparation.

"Now that's right!"

"Go out!"

However.

Just as he opened the gate's crack.

"Beep beep beep—"

The mobile phone screen lit up; there was an incoming call.

Su Ming lowered his head to take a look.

His eyebrows instantly furrowed!