Terrible news! My deskmate's first chapter is gone!

red?

Shouldn't it be red?

Chen Xi had a question in his mind.

This unexpected turn of events left him just as bewildered as Old Wang.

However, Chen Xi did not act rashly, and calmly stated with an attitude of observing the situation:

"This is the magic ball that will end your life."

"Containment object!?"

Upon hearing the words "magic ball," Old Wang instinctively thought of something, and his expression turned serious.

Although the fake humans cannot use the containment objects, it does not mean that they are unaware of the information about the containment objects.

On the contrary, they are more concerned about information about the contained objects than the superhumans.

Because the power of these contained objects could potentially affect them, they need to be extra cautious.

Chen Xi noticed all of Lao Wang's subtle expressions and movements, but since even the mysterious tennis prodigy couldn't recognize what it was, Lao Wang, a complete novice, naturally wouldn't know either.

The contained object was merely his guess about the unknown.

Followed by.

Old Wang quickly reached out his other hand, intending to remove the small red ball that was clinging to his arm like a leech.

The moment his palm touched the red ball.

A sudden change has occurred!

"what!"

Old Wang suddenly let out a scream.

Upon hearing this, Chen Xi's pupils dilated involuntarily as she stared intently at the other person, afraid of missing a single second.

pity.

The horrific scene of all the flesh and blood being sucked in, just like the last time with the fake Reverse Scale, did not occur.

Old Wang was still standing there unharmed.

Snapped!

The red ball, as if it had completed its task, lost its adhesive force and fell off Old Wang's arm.

next second.

The red color on the ball receded like a tide. Interestingly, this receding was not like the fading of facial flushing, but rather a "removal".

It's like a piece of paper soaked in ink; after the ink is removed, it becomes a puddle of ink and its original white state.

The same applies to the red ball.

Like a detox, it expelled its own red pigment, returning to its original mysterious tennis ball form.

The pool of red pigment turned into a card.

A card the same size as an identity card.

"A natural talent!?"

"What happened to my natural talent!?"

"Damn it, where did my innate talent go?!"

Old Wang's composed demeanor, which had been expressionless, crumbled instantly, and he became panicked.

"What did you do!"

He roared at Chen Xi:

"Where did my extended arm go!?"

"What's the number of that little red object? How did it turn into a card now?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Xi immediately had a few ideas in mind.

After the mysterious tennis ball returned to its original state, it could only be seen by itself.

As for the card on the ground...

Without hesitation, Chen Xi suddenly stood up and charged forward using a sliding tackle technique reminiscent of football.

At the risk of being hit in a vital spot by Old Wang, I retrieved the mysterious tennis ball and the card.

Fortunately, Lao Wang was in a state of confusion at that moment, which allowed Chen Xi to take advantage of the situation.

After succeeding, Chen Xi created a safe distance.

The moment his finger touched the card, a piece of information flooded into his mind as if implanted, and at that moment Chen Xi knew he had guessed correctly.

The red ball's ability can be simply understood as "devouring".

This devouring not only kills the opponent, but also leaves behind all of the opponent's experience points.

Because Zhang Wanyi also contributed to the killing of the fake man with the reverse scale, and quite a significant one at that.

However, considering that he had already reached one-third of the stage progress and compared it with the 10% experience points provided by the sniper dummy, he must have consumed all the experience points.

The red ball's ability is "Deprivation"!

Randomly remove one ability from a pseudo-human of the same stage!

This ability can be a pseudo-human's innate talent, or it can be an identity card of a superhuman.

The one Chen Xi is holding right now is Old Wang's innate talent.

Extend your arms!

As long as Lao Wang touches this card, his ability will be restored.

Chen Xi's guess wasn't that detailed; he just had a clue. Fortunately, he acted first and got the card.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to launch such an attack again.

Chen Xi roughly estimated that if he activated the Mysterious Tennis twice while in a fully charged state, he would need to invest about 90% of his psychic power.

But it's actually difficult to do it twice, because he also needs to use the extraordinary characteristic of being a farmer—that everyone is equal—to counterbalance his opponents.

Chen Xi glanced at the card he had just acquired. The card had two sides; one side had "100" written on it, and the other side had four characters written on it. He stretched out his arm.

For Chen Xi, this thing was a one-time consumable.

After using it once, he can gain the power to extend his arms.

The intensity and duration of use are determined by one's own stage and psychic power. It can also be canceled in advance, but the ability will naturally disappear after cancellation.

As for why the ball was red instead of crimson this time, Chen Xi didn't know. Maybe it was random, or maybe it was a pattern.

It wouldn't be surprising if a third color appeared next time.

What Chen Xi was particularly concerned about was whether the red ball could be considered a liberation if it stripped the identity taken away by the fake man.

The emperor said that the identity card could only be retrieved after it sent out a distress signal.

In other words, under normal circumstances, even if you kill the fake person, the card is not in a state of being retrieved, but in a state of being dead, and then it falls into the awakening pool.

After being cleansed and restored inside, it awaits the awakening of those destined to be awakened, somewhat like reincarnation.

But if it's a small red ball, would it be different? After all, its ability is to strip, which is somewhat similar to a pseudo-human.

Chen Xi lowered his eyelids slightly, countless thoughts swirling like wind through reeds.

In short, dealing with the immediate crisis is the most important thing right now.

"I see!"

Chen Xi's actions made Lao Wang instantly guess what was going on:

"Is it that card?"

"Your containment object has sealing capabilities; it sealed my abilities in the card you just took."

"Give it back to me now!"

That power does not belong to you!

Chen Xi remained silent. It was reasonable, and barely correct, for the other party to be unaware of the situation.

The red ball gave Chen Xi an unexpected surprise, granting him a one-time consumable card that granted him the innate talent of a pseudo-human.

This can be considered a solution to the current crisis.

But now there's another problem.

Do we need to use it?

If used, Chen Xi could undoubtedly kill the opponent.

But he doesn't want to use it now.

Or rather, they were reluctant to use it.

This card, which grants him the innate ability to extend his arms, is one of his trump cards.

At this stage, combined with the principle of equality for all, it can be described as a winning combination.

To be honest, Chen Xi was reluctant to use it up like this.

But if you don't use it...

I'm sure I'll get killed by their Muay Thai!