Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 17 Prophet
Inside the association hall.

As Yuan Qingzhuo responded to Chu San's request, the hall became as clean as if it had been swept by a desktop cleaning master.

The cheap adventurers were hiding outside the door and observing secretly. They really wanted to have a taste of the melon, but they had to at least make sure they didn't turn into blood that was splashed on others.

Faye, who had run halfway, came back, and her genius in journalism made her immediately take out a magic crystal that could take pictures from her pocket.

Definitely gotta take a picture of it!

Whether it is "The president of the Auditorium Magic Association took advantage of his seniority and angrily killed the genius boy, can talent still be displayed in this era..."

Or "A proud young man relied on his extraordinary talent to stir up a dispute over a trivial matter. Where should the former hero go?"

These are all hot topics!
I clap, I clap, I clap hard!
However, the scene was not as tense as Fei had imagined. Instead, the two of them chatted casually like old friends who had known each other for many years.

"How about just one move if you try not to damage public property?"

Yuan Qingzhuo suggested, and he started to warm up in front of everyone: "One move will determine the outcome."

"It's also about life and death."

Chusan lowered his staff and slowly straightened up.

"Young people nowadays really know how to take care of the elderly. So, please tell me your name."

"Yuan Qingzhuo, you can also call me ○ Qingzhuo or Yuanpi."

Chusan raised his eyebrows in confusion and asked curiously, even the flow of magic power stopped for a moment.

“Is there any difference between the first two?”

Yuan Qingzhuo smiled and pretended to think.

"Ah, this..."

pat.

Yuan Qingzhuo put the sword back into the room after pulling it out at some point. He stopped beside Chusan and said to the surprised face:

"Wait until you beat me, then we'll talk."

pat.

It was the sound of blood dripping onto the floor.

"Too insidious, Yuan Qingzhuo...actually used this trick to attract my attention..."

The hoarse voice was filled with dissatisfaction and anger. Long and narrow bloodstains slowly emerged from Chusan's chest and abdomen, and more and more blood was spilled as if it was free.

She widened her eyes and roared angrily:
"Can you still be considered a strong person like this?"

"Isn't this what a so-called strong person is?"

Yuan Qingzhuo responded indifferently: "Poisoning, disguise, assassination, traps, kidnapping relatives, if you can kill the other party, you can do anything."

The third grade is silent.

After finishing speaking, Yuan Qingzhuo bowed and looked at Chu San again. He suddenly grinned, leaned back and pointed at him:

"And Lao Deng, you are pretending to be a bull demon. If I hadn't been quick to act first, I would have been elbowed by you with a series of moves!"

"Oh my, I've been discovered."

Chusan stopped pretending and sprayed a mouthful of blood foam at Yuan Qingzhuo, who dodged it with a sneer. Then she retched tremblingly: "I thought I was the most sinister person in the world, but I didn't expect you to be more cunning than me..."

The moment the words fell, dozens of hidden magic arrays were suddenly activated.

Yuan Qingzhuo was fierce and then retreated.

At the entrance of the association, he covered his side which was pierced by an unknown spell and took a deep breath: "Fortunately, I didn't open champagne at halftime, otherwise I would have turned into a hedgehog."

Yuan Qingzhuo looked at Chusan, who would probably die in a few seconds, and bared his teeth viciously.

"You agreed on a move, why does it come with a deathrattle?"

But Chusan no longer had the strength to respond to him. She lay on the ground, blood gushing out like a small fountain, which was a very beautiful sight.

In the quiet hall, the last whisper reached Yuan Qingzhuo's ears.

"Yuan Qingzhuo, I will remember you..."

Yuan Qingzhuo just felt a chill and thought, "Brother, you're already dead, so what's the point of remembering this?"

"You don't think of me as your opponent in the resurrection match, do you?"

[Ding, your hidden job transfer task has been completed]

[The third day of the Chinese New Year has already regarded you as an extremely delicious Manchu-Han banquet! ]

[Your mission completion is: Perfect!] [You have obtained the qualification to unlock the Prophet profession!]

Like, pop the champagne!
While Yuan Qingzhuo raised his hands and cheered, Hydra outside the door covered his head and roared in his heart, roaring wildly -

Drafting? It’s all over!
Her panel suddenly read:

[Dead on the third day of junior high school]

[Anral Empire Faction Favorability -10000]

[Prince's Favorability -10000]

[Second Prince Favorability -10000]

【…】

A series of notifications of reduced favorability kept appearing on the screen, and Hydra was almost numb to it.

till the end.

[Seeking only one defeat·Yuan Qingzhuo’s favorability +1]

"Jail, get the hell over here!"

Hydra screamed and shook Yuan Qingzhuo's shoulders frantically: "It's over, it's really over! Look at what you have done!"

"Favorability! Favorability! Favorability!"

"Sister Haizi, are you finally going to release your true nature? It's okay, I understand you, just call me whatever you want."

Yuan Qingzhuo casually paid a huge sum of 5000 candlelight points to unlock the [Prophet] profession, and after secretly cursing the system as a big rip-off, he hugged the screaming Hydra and walked through the crowd.

[You have obtained the profession · Prophet]

[You have unlocked a new skill: Peep into the past]

[Peek into the Past lv1: Spend a certain amount of energy to peek into the past of the designated target. The success rate depends on the difference in will between the enemy and us.]

[You have unlocked a new skill: Stare at the Present]

[Gaze upon the present lv1: Consume a certain amount of energy to gaze upon the present of the designated target. The success rate depends on the difference in will between the enemy and us.]

【Upgrade your profession to unlock more skills】

By the way, Yuan Qingzhuo's four dimensions all reached +5, only his willpower was still at "1", like an unmoving steel wheel.

"All the favorability I worked so hard to gain through reincarnation hundreds of times was gone in an instant!"

Hydra's skin turned red with anger. She clenched Yuan Qingzhuo's collar with both hands, and Yuan Qingzhuo threw a "Stare at the Present" at her.

【Morsi Hydra Typhon】

[Level: lv53]

[Occupation: Agent]

Title: The Anointed One

[Erosion degree: 35%]

[Skills: "My name is Morsi", "My name is Hydra", "My name is Typhon"... Medusa's Gaze, Eye of Horus... Trinity...]

Hydra has dozens of skills, but most of them are control skills. It is obvious that she is developing in the direction of team support.

Moreover, her three form transformations can be applied to most environments, and her ultimate move, Trinity, is the most abstract of the abstract, which is fucking outrageous.

No wonder I felt a strong sense of crisis when I was wearing the flower crown that time. If that ultimate move was to be successful, Yuan Qingzhuo would really become a prison.

However, this level of skill has no incredible effects. Apart from the insignificant attributes, it directly sees through Sister Haizi's underwear.

Coupled with the sudden red temperature of Hydra in front of him, Yuan Qingzhuo couldn't hold back and burst into laughter.

"why are you laughing!"

"I remember happy things."

"You are laughing at me, why are you laughing at me!"

Yuan Qingzhuo pointed at Hydra's red nose and said, "What a clown's self-imagination time."

"I'm going to die from playing this trick..."

"Snow Leopard King, let's go back to Ranrikka!"

No need to wait for the next chapter, it is still being refined...

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(End of this chapter)