Global Games: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Sariel always kept her word.

After eating barbecue, she dragged Mo Lan and A Qiu to stroll around the most bustling Taipingzhou Mall in Rongdu City.

I bought a lot of clothes for A Qiu.

There were many clothes on the market, and Ah Qiu almost fainted from shock just from glancing at the prices. She was filled with anxiety.

"A dress that costs five figures...!"

Having grown up in an orphanage, she has always lived a very frugal life. The most expensive clothing store she has ever been to is Uniqlo when it's on sale.

Because I don't dare to haggle, I only shop online.

"You'll get used to it. I was just as shocked as you were, yeah."

Mo Lan was wearing the luxury brand sunglasses that Sally had casually bought for him, and he was also holding a cup of cheap, overpriced cat poop coffee.

With the combined memories of her past and present lives, Mo Lan no longer felt any psychological burden regarding living off a rich woman.

The amount of money Sally spent on shopping sprees wouldn't even cover a day's interest on her family's overseas trust fund at the bank.

The world order is vastly different now than it used to be. Only families that possess considerable power in the game of fate are the true "Rothschilds".

For them, money is really just a number, a number used to stabilize ordinary people in society.

The various resources in the game of fate are what they are willing to fight for at all costs.

"Deliver this one, this one, and this one to the address we just discussed."

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Even as the sun began to set, Sariel was still reluctant to leave and invited them to dinner.

A-Qiu was completely bewildered, utterly overwhelmed by Sally's money offensive.

After saying goodbye to them, Mo Lan returned home at a leisurely pace.

Next, he seemingly casually turned on the main light in the living room, sending a wisp of electricity into it.

In an instant, electric arcs traveled throughout the entire building.

"There were no signs of surveillance or eavesdropping, and no outsiders came to my room during that time."

Mo Lan then lowered her guard, locked herself in her room, and took out the Progenitor Virus (Earl-level) that the system had rewarded her with.

It was a dark red viral agent, with faint golden light visible within it.

Without much hesitation.

Mo Lan took a deep breath and, following the system's instructions, injected the virus into her neck on her own.

At first, he didn't sense anything unusual, but just as Mo Lan was about to get up from the chair...

thump!

A strong tremor instantly spread throughout his body.

Holy crap!

Mo Lan's body temperature rose at an alarming rate, and her internal organs felt as if they were being roasted in fire. Mo Lan's vision went black instantly.

She collapsed onto the bed.

I don't know how much time has passed...

When Mo Lan gradually woke up, it was already late at night the next day.

He was unconscious for a whole day.

The sheets beneath him were soaked with sweat.

"Cough cough..."

Mo Lan stood up, grabbed the trash can, and coughed repeatedly, spitting out some black chunks of meat and titanium alloy nails stuck in her ribs.

Only then did he feel much more relaxed.

He went to the bathroom, took a shower, dried his hair, threw on a sweatshirt, and couldn't wait to leave home and head to the 24-hour convenience store on the street.

I'm so hungry!

Every cell in her body was conveying this message to Mo Lan.

"Ding-dong~", the automatic door emitted a pleasant welcome sound.

Mo Lan walked into the convenience store, grabbed five boxes of roasted meat rice and iced cola, and went to the counter to pay.

It was one or two in the morning, and the high school student working part-time at the front desk was so sleepy that she kept yawning.

"Check, please."

"Ah, hello!" The girl at the front desk, who had been dozing off, quickly looked up and paid Mo Lan's bill.

After paying the bill, she handed the invoice to Mo Lan, and at that moment, her gaze inadvertently drifted towards him.

"Thanks."

Mo Lan took the invoice and then turned to leave.

The girl on night duty was left standing there, stunned. It took her a while to react. Reluctantly, she leaned out and glanced at the door a few more times.

That guy was so handsome... Is he a celebrity?

Back home, Mo Lan ate her food in a whirlwind, and only then did she feel energized again.

He reopened his personal panel.

[Real Name: Mo Lan]

Danger Level: 1.9 (Maximum Human Potential)

[Strength: A-level (reached display limit)]

Speed: Grade A

[Physical Condition: Grade A]

[Mental Strength: Grade A]

[Charm: A-level]

[Skills: Electric Current Propulsion (D), Thunder Breathing Technique (D)]

[Bloodline: Grade C - Progenitor Virus (Earl Level)]

[Item: Supreme Blessing Amulet]

"E-Rank Origin Power: 20%"

"D-Rank Origin Power: 30%"

"Why is it that I can clearly feel my strength has increased significantly, but my danger level hasn't changed?"

Mo Lan gently pinched her chin, feeling somewhat puzzled.

But he soon realized that the danger level of the game of fate was perhaps more like a realm in a cultivation novel.

As is well known, in the world of cultivation, one's cultivation level can bring a higher lower limit, but it does not equate to direct combat power.

It's commonplace for a Golden Core cultivator to be kicked to the side of the road by a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Therefore, we can conclude that...

In the world where Mo Lan lives, the danger level is almost equivalent to the cultivation level of all races.

It can grant stronger base attributes, or unique high-level abilities such as defensive fields, intimidating auras, and immunity to all poisons, etc.

But what truly constitutes their actual combat effectiveness are skills, bloodline, and equipment.

For example, once a player's danger level reaches level 2, everyone's base attributes start at the same level, C.

During this period, players will gradually widen the gap in their stats through various skills and bloodline enhancements.

However, the higher the level of the skill, the higher the basic attributes are required. Otherwise, if you don't even have enough mental strength, how can you use advanced magic?

As for how to improve this basic level, Mo Lan doesn't know for the time being.

The only way he knows of for humans to increase their danger level is to participate in a copy of the Game of Fate, a higher-dimensional existence.

The game of fate is cold and ruthless; no one knows how it came into being, much less the purpose of its countless creations.

Or perhaps, it is itself a selection mechanism under the will of the universe, which is why it can grant players power from all the heavens and myriad worlds.

"Sigh, why think so much..."

Putting aside her needless worries, Mo Lan began to adapt to her body after the virus evolved, stretching and exercising her body.

From strength and speed to reaction and defense...

Dodging bullets is even easier.

The progenitor virus enhanced him in almost every aspect, and even Mo Lan himself didn't know what level his current combat power truly belonged to.

Morning arrived quickly.

Mo Lan tidied herself up and then went downstairs to the flower shop, where she bought some fresh flowers and fruit, intending to visit Lin Youyou, who was still hospitalized.

Because Mo Lan successfully cleared the dungeon, everything in the school returned to normal after the fog lifted.

The dead students all came back to life, as if it were all a dream. The few surviving students had most of their memories of the incident blurred by the Special Affairs Bureau.

Because of this incident, they even thought they had been rescued by A Qiu from the Special Affairs Bureau, while their understanding of Mo Lan was somewhat vague, only knowing that he had helped them in some way.

A Qiu sent a message to Mo Lan to apologize, saying that he had taken credit that was not rightfully his.

She also planned to transfer all the bonuses issued by the bureau to Mo Lan, since the person who transformed and fought was not her at all.

Mo Lan didn't care about that; he didn't lack the money, so he simply gave the bonus to A Qiu.

This deeply moved A-Qiu, who sent several kowtowing emojis and shouted "Godfather!"

A Schrödinger's Format copy existing between reality and other worlds—if you can successfully complete it, all sacrifices can be redeemed.

Of course, this excludes players who have died.

Mo Lan had already obtained what he wanted, namely the power of origin and the progenitor virus, so he didn't care about some empty fame.

On the contrary, the Special Affairs Bureau's memory erasure technology can help him to act more discreetly.

It should be noted that one's cheat ability is not strong in the early stages, and is even somewhat limited. The main strategy is to play it safe and survive.

The fewer people who pay attention to him, especially high-level players both domestically and internationally, the better.

After buying the flowers, Mo Lan suddenly realized something.

Which hospital is Lin Youyou in?

He looked through the list of people at the hospital where he had stayed before. All his classmates were on it, but Lin Youyou was missing.

So Mo Lan had no choice but to make a phone call to the other party.

Upon learning that Mo Lan wanted to visit her,

Lin Youyou, a little nervous, revealed on the phone, "I'm at the military hospital in the East China Sea District."

"receive."

After the call ended.

Wearing a hospital gown, Lin Youyou lay back in bed, happily turning over, but then suddenly remembered something and made a phone call.

"Grandpa, a classmate is coming to visit me later. Please remember to let him in."

"Yes, it's the guy who used the Nebula System in the dungeon. His name is Mo Lan, and he's really powerful!"