All-out Tower Defense: My Card-Drawing Talent is a Bit Strange

After carefully packing the 11 units of white tea leaves into a cardboard box, Yang Fei checked the time. It was already 2 a.m. He instructed his three subordinates to cultivate and rest on their own. Yang Fei also returned to the real world and took a two-hour nap to recover his exhausted body.

There's no way around it. Although I'm in a rush, if I rashly enter the angel's game, I might lose miserably.

That's a game that tests luck and courage, as well as acting skills and interpersonal relationships. If I go in like this, I definitely won't do well.

Since those angels want to watch the demons perform a game, then I must play this role well. Judging from the introduction of the secret realm, those high and mighty angels are just having fun watching the demons kill each other. More than that, they want to see the demons scheme against each other and fight to the death under the angels' witness.

From the perspective of secret realms or dungeons alone, Angel's Game is definitely a rather rip-off dungeon. After all, although entering a dungeon requires a certain price, generally speaking, a normal dungeon is actually a treasure trove of resources, but Yang Fei thinks that Angel's Game is not necessarily a treasure trove.

Arriving before the angel statue, Yang Fei took a deep breath, selected a green-quality Qi-gathering tea tree as his entry ticket, and without any hesitation, chose himself as the entry target, directly starting the angel's game.

In the distance, a tea tree imbued with spiritual energy flashed with light, transforming into a ray of green light that entered the wings on the back of the stone statue. Immediately afterward, the angel statue transformed back into the beautiful angel woman, who swung her scythe directly at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei instinctively tried to dodge, but it was too late. A flash of pure white light, and Yang Fei's body was split in two from the neck, then turned into light and was absorbed by the scythe in the beautiful angel's hand.

When Yang Fei opened his eyes again, he hurriedly touched his neck. It was still there. After breathing a sigh of relief, Yang Fei felt a wave of fear. He had never heard of such a way of entering the secret realm before. If he hadn't understood the nature of the secret realm and the angel statue and hadn't been prepared, he would have thought he was going to die.

Coming to his senses, Yang Fei looked around. He found himself in a pure white space, with nothing around him and no one else. He saw neither players nor the angels mentioned in the introduction.

"Fallen succubus, it's your turn!" A clear, emotionless female voice approached Yang Fei's ears. Before Yang Fei could react, his body underwent rapid changes.

His thin body quickly grew taller, reaching over 1.8 meters. His cheap clothes were transformed into a black tuxedo that Yang Fei couldn't understand at all. His ordinary appearance also instantly became extremely handsome, with a pointed chin, pointed ears, a high nose, and even slightly curly short hair. He looked like the second male lead in a BL (Boys' Love) drama.

"What the hell!" Yang Fei was speechless as he looked at the black scythe that suddenly appeared in his hand and the bat-like wings that made him extremely uncomfortable on his back. He really disliked this appearance and felt like he deserved a beating.

However, his worst fears didn't come true. At first, when they mentioned succubi, Yang Fei thought he was about to transform, since succubi are traditionally considered quite attractive to men, and are usually beautiful women.

But if men were to become the succubi they imagined, that wouldn't be beautiful. Perhaps some guys with unusual fetishes would like it, but Yang Fei is a relatively normal person. Although he is interested in pretty girls, he wouldn't be so lewd as to look at them with a perverted expression. He has the heart to appreciate beauty but not the courage to act on it.

"Fallen succubus, proceed to the arena." That ethereal voice rang out again, and strange colors began to appear in the pure white space. Yang Fei gripped the scythe in his hand and found that it was surprisingly light.

He then tried flapping the wings on his back, but unfortunately he could only flap them once. He was far from being able to fly. The feedback that the wings gave Yang Fei was very strange. They were faint and indistinct, but Yang Fei could control them to flap them slightly.

But it doesn't feel as substantial as my limbs. It seems that my current state is merely an effect of the secret realm forcibly changing me, without actually altering my essence. However…

"I should hate this state, but why does it feel so familiar? And these wings seem to be connected to me. Although the extra limbs are a bit troublesome to control, why did I know how to control them from the beginning?"

As Yang Fei pondered, the pure white space around him began to distort completely, and even Yang Fei himself started to distort. Yang Fei was stunned: "Is this heading to the arena? Couldn't the angels have better taste? Heading into beheadings, then gladiatorial combat, and now my body is distorted, damn it!"

As the surrounding environment became increasingly distorted and abstract, Yang Fei felt little physical discomfort, but his eyes were starting to strain. He had to close them, and when he opened them again, he was stunned: "What happened? Am I seeing things?"

Looking at the familiar angel statue in front of him, then at the scythe held to his neck, and then at his own thin frame, Yang Fei was stunned as he looked at the familiar sky island and the three jellyfish cultivating in the distance.

"Congratulations, Lord Yang Fei-1! You have successfully completed the Angel's Game and achieved first place! You still need 98 more wins to upgrade to Angel level. Keep up the good work!"

Seeing the clearly displayed message on the system panel, Yang Fei was completely stunned. He slapped himself hard, the pain making him cry out. Yang Fei was sure it was real, but why? Why did he have no recollection of it?

"Dear Lord Yang Fei-1, you have successfully completed the Angel's Game. Your Qi-Gathering Tea Tree (Green) has been returned. You can also choose two of the following five basic rewards as your gains from this game."

"One packet of Spirit Rice Seeds (Green Common), one Citizen Recruitment Card (Green Common), one Red Jujube Tree (Green Common), one Jujube Wine (Green Common), one War Corridor Expansion Card (Green Common)."

"At the same time, your acting skills and performance have earned high praise from the angels. They even believe you are the succubus queen. You have received an extra 'special gift' from the angels, and they look forward to your next performance!"

Looking at the special gift pack that had appeared in his system inventory, and the Qi-gathering tea tree that had returned to its original position, Yang Fei looked at the five choices given by the secret realm, and a feeling of absurdity arose in his heart.

"Hmm, what exactly happened? Did my performance go too far and the angels in the secret realm think it was a walkthrough, and to prevent me from slacking off next time and missing out on their fun, they simply erased my memory?"