Under One Person: I Can Change Jobs Infinitely

"Phantom?"

Huang Yu's expression was strange; he seemed to know about this ability.

In the original timeline, on Nathan Island, the dark magic master Stephen White used this spell, which allowed him to transform his body into an elusive black mist, allowing him to withstand powerful attacks without taking damage.

However, this guy's phantom magic seems a little different.

The time has been longer, and it has now been entangled with him for at least ten seconds. The black mist it has transformed into also has the ability to corrode and erode.

Just now, the black mist wrapped around the puppet clone's arm, and Huang Yu could feel that a small portion of the true qi on the puppet clone had been devoured.

As for its weaknesses, its perception is probably not strong. It can only roughly control the black mist. After fighting with it for so long, it didn't even realize that it was just a divine puppet.

"Interesting. Did they add something else to the phantom magic? Alchemy?"

Huang Yu's lips curled up slightly. The next moment, he manipulated his puppet clone to quietly remove a grenade, pull the pin, count to two, and then throw it at the black mist.

"SHIFT!"

The black mist uttered a curse and hurriedly tried to reverse its flow, but it was too late.

boom!

First, a blinding white light flashed, followed by a loud bang, and then an orange-red fireball exploded, sending metal fragments flying in all directions!

L!

The shrapnel flew past the puppet's body, leaving white streaks, but did not damage the puppet's clone.

As the smell of gunpowder dissipated, wisps of black mist gathered in the large crater left on the ground, eventually transforming into a blond man draped in a black robe.

He held a magic wand, blood slowly trickling from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Huang Yu with a sinister gaze.

Looking at the injured blond man, Huang Yu secretly analyzed that this guy's Phantom Magic had gained an corrosive property, which allowed him to use it for a long time, but the damage immunity property was greatly reduced.

A small grenade exploded and injured him.

The blond man asked in broken Chinese, "Who are you?"

Huang Yu, controlling his puppet clone, let out a cold laugh: "Heh, that's what I wanted to ask too. Who are you? And what do you want here?"

click!

The door suddenly opened, and a group of people slowly walked out.

Huang Yu glanced at everyone, taking in their appearances, expressions, and mannerisms, and quickly analyzed them using his [Physiognomy] talent.

There were eleven people in total, including six henchmen. They were powerful, but not much of a threat.

The remaining five people, four men and one woman, are all highly skilled, just like the dark sorcerer who used the Phantom, and are not easy to deal with.

The leader was a white man in a suit, with elegant manners and an air of inexplicable control; he was probably the head of the group.

Is he the alchemist Beck that Liu mentioned?

"Hmm, that's strange, why is there another Qi cultivator here?"

Huang Yu looked at a figure completely shrouded in a black robe and wearing a monkey mask, acting furtively and clearly not someone to be seen.

After a moment, Huang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression inscrutable. He sensed the aura of evil magic emanating from the monkey mask.

Wow, that's quite a strong blood vessel!

Looks like a damned evil sorcerer.

The [Evil Sorcerer]'s talent, [Evil Holy Body], makes him highly sensitive to the Qi of any evil secret techniques.

The monkey masked figure stretched out its hand, holding a bead that emitted a red glow, and said in a low voice:

"Mr. Baker, that's not human. My Blood Curse isn't working at all."

Baker smiled elegantly, "I can smell it. There's no blood on him. He's just a mechanical puppet."

"In your terms, it should be called a divine machine, right?"

"It's truly an amazing machine; I really want to take it and study it."

Turning his head, he shouted to the dark mage in the middle of the pit, "Alright, Will, come back here. Your Black Devouring Mist won't work on him."

"FUCK!"

Will spat out a mouthful of blood, transformed into a cloud of black mist, and returned to his own people, complaining, "After fighting for so long, it turns out to be just a mechanical shell!"

"Like those mechanistic enthusiasts? How disgusting!"

Baker ignored Will's complaints, calmly walked to the front, and said softly in Chinese:

"I wonder what brings you to the church? We don't seem to have any grudges against each other."

Huang Yu casually said, "I heard that a group of Westerners recently came to Fucheng. They're quite arrogant, so I wanted to come and meet you."

"Now that I've met him, he certainly doesn't seem like a good person."

"So, could you tell me what you're here for?"

"You're so good at Chinese, it must be because you admire Chinese culture."

Baker laughed and said, "You seem to have a great prejudice against us. Perhaps there's some misunderstanding between us."

"We do admire Chinese culture. Besides doing some business, we came to Fujian this time to study Chinese culture, especially to communicate with all kinds of extraordinary people."

"Your puppets are so amazing, just what interests us. Would you be interested in joining us?"

"We can exchange things—money, beautiful women, even alchemy. You may ask for anything."

"Although we are not from the mechanical school, we have some knowledge of mechanical alchemy, so we can share what we have with each other."

Then, Baker patted a thin man next to him: "This guy next to me is called Stewart. He's an expert in human alchemy and has tried installing mechanical devices on corpses. You two will definitely have a lot to talk about."

Stewart was bald, thin, and skinny. He gave Huang Yu a sinister smile and stammered, "Would you...would you like to see my works? They are the most perfect things in the world."

Huang Yu listened with great interest. The information revealed by these people gave him a glimpse into contemporary alchemy, especially the power structure within the Jade Society, which seemed to be divided into several schools based on abilities, such as the Mechanical School...

However, Huang Yu completely scoffed at Baker's suggestion of cooperation and exchange.

It doesn't contain a single punctuation mark.

There is an important prerequisite for cooperating with Westerners: the two sides must be of equal or higher status.

Otherwise, they will be completely exploited.

What constitutes equal status?

That means giving Westerners a good beating. Only by hurting them, or even killing them, can you achieve equality in status. Only then will Westerners speak properly and not think about serving you up.

Huang Yu manipulated the puppet clone, moving its joints for a while. How could he possibly let go of this opportunity to force out the opponent's abilities?

It's just a puppet clone; the current gains are already enough, but there's still room for more!

"I have a better suggestion. Why don't I beat you half to death first, and then you can hand over all your alchemy and black magic to me?"

"I think this suggestion would be more realistic."

Upon hearing Huang Yu's answer, Baker's face instantly turned cold: "You'll regret it if you refuse a polite offer!"

"Stuart, Isaac, you two are better suited to deal with this kind of enemy. Take it down!"

"Be careful not to damage it too much."

"The mechanical school of thought should be very interested in this kind of magical oriental puppet; they might even be able to publish a few papers on it in their academic journals."