Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

So, besides absorbing Destiny Points from antiques and defeating monsters, you can also obtain Destiny Points by completing quests?!

2+66+30+75+150=323命运点！

That gives you three chances to draw a card!

But should I draw a card now?

According to the information provided by the cheat system, there are also levels for drawing cards, just like how you are a mortal with a 1-star rating.

Currently, a 100-Fate Point draw is the lowest tier, Iron-level, and can only yield Iron-level cards. Higher-tier draws require more Fate Points.

That's too far from Zhao Hao's level. The main thing is that the Iron-level card draws have a 10% discount for every 10 draws, and you're guaranteed to get a character card!

The Dragon Slayer Sword is undoubtedly excellent, even rated one star higher than Black Tiger Afu.

However, when it comes to self-improvement, the Black Tiger Afu, which allows one to instantly master a martial art and even gain two largely useless talents, is far more effective than the Dragon Slayer Saber. This is a long-term, self-strengthening growth.

Character cards offer far greater potential for growth than equipment. And there seem to be more than just these two types of cards… In short, character cards of the same level are generally more valuable.

Furthermore, there's a high chance that character cards are character fragment cards, which need to be combined with Black Iron Fragment cards to form a complete character card. So, getting the complete [Black Tiger Afu] on the first draw is incredibly lucky!

Of course, it could also be the old trick: give them a little treat the first time they draw!

Card fragments, 10-pull discounts, guaranteed character fragments... It's an old penguin!

Now that there is no longer an imminent threat, Zhao Hao is indeed planning to build up his good karma.

"Ugh, I still don't know how to get out of this mess!"

Zhao Hao sighed and turned to leave the abandoned corridor. But as he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of light out of the corner of his eye!

Hmm? There's something there!

Zhao Hao's heart skipped a beat! Light? Again?!

That's all, I really don't have a single drop of energy left!

He then discovered that the light seemed to be emanating from the remains of the twin sisters.

"This……"

Zhao Hao forced himself to stay away from the nausea and moved closer, immediately feeling that immense mental pressure again. This wasn't psychological or an illusion; it was a real source of mental stress and intense discomfort.

"My God, the cramped and deformed four-concubine room is making me dizzy..."

"I can't take it anymore! If I keep watching, I'll definitely develop a mental illness! I might have to say goodbye to Naiko!"

Zhao Hao tried to focus his attention elsewhere. He discovered a black and red heart covered with patterned veins in the chest of the mutilated corpse, where the internal organs were almost exposed! The heart also looked like two hearts fused together. He glanced at it out of the corner of his eye and saw that it was this strange heart that was faintly glowing.

The visual impact was so strong that Zhao Hao subconsciously turned his head away, as if he were looking directly at an extremely filthy, evil, and unsettling scene, causing him a strong sense of physical discomfort. Just thinking about it made him feel nauseous and gag!

"Could it be that this heart also has Destiny Points that can be absorbed? This... I'm a little hesitant to do it!"

After hesitating for about five or six minutes, Zhao Hao finally found a plastic bag to wrap his hand in and reached out to touch the strange heart.

Unexpectedly, the heart was like an overripe fruit, falling off at the slightest touch.

Zhao Hao gritted his teeth and took it out.

"Holy crap! It's so ugly!"

Zhao Hao turned his head away, unable to bear watching any longer.

No one would believe this thing is a heart, but it does resemble a Devil Fruit somewhat.

Without a Fate Point, I don't know why this thing is glowing, but it doesn't seem to be just a piece of rotten flesh.

Zhao Hao put the heart in a plastic bag and found a clean spot to rest. He really couldn't hold on any longer!

Physical strength is one aspect, but the main problem is mental exhaustion.

Previously, there was a life-or-death crisis, and the muscular gorilla Heidegger was already quite shocking. I never expected there to be situations like the resurrection of the dead and the fusion of twin sisters.

Especially those two sisters with such perfect chemistry; just thinking about them made Zhao Hao's heart skip a beat. Just thinking about them made his head feel like it was buzzing with flies, like he had a concussion and felt nauseous. His stomach was cramping!

"Don't think about it! Try to distract yourself! Yes! Think about what to do next? Call the police?"

Zhao Hao was faced with a difficult problem: What should we do now?

Just walk away?

Heidegger is dead, and even the resurrected corpse is dead. He should be able to leave now, right?

But if I leave like this, and people find out what's going on here, I definitely won't be able to escape.

What will the police say then? What were you doing at the time? Why did you leave? Did you kill those four people and desecrate their bodies?!

The police in Americo are often quite unconventional; they don't mind using unorthodox methods to solve cases! Sometimes, the truth doesn't even matter as long as the case is closed.

Should we tell them that the mutated gorilla Heidegger set up a trap, only to be killed by himself?

That's more like the work of aliens!

No one believes you when you tell the truth, and you can't cover up a lie when you tell a lie.

Play with the egg!

But could they simply ignore the strange corpses of Heidegger and the sisters?

Not necessarily. Maybe they'll just treat it as a murder case to quell the situation and make me a scapegoat!

I never expected that this would be the situation after I transmigrated. This is so hard!

……

Just as Zhao Hao was sitting on the ground, deep in thought about whether to become a fugitive suspect, a man dressed in a tailored tuxedo, wearing a top hat, and leaning on an ornate cane appeared in the basement of the old house.

This was a tall, thin, white man in his forties who looked very gentlemanly.

He looked around and said with regret, "Oh dear, I didn't expect that you would be killed in the short time I've been gone. You're really disappointing! Heidegger, you have let me down!"

Before long, the middle-aged man dressed like an old gentleman silently appeared at the second-floor railing, watching Zhao Hao, who was sitting on the ground on the first floor, deep in thought and looking worried.

"Looks like I'll have to clean up this mess myself." He gripped his walking stick.

Just then, he suddenly paused and looked at a wall.

“Someone else has come in… Oh well, it’s just a little bug anyway.”

As for the deceased Heidegger, a dead pawn is worthless, let alone avenging him.

He was actually killed by a mortal; what a waste! He squandered all his hard work.

Just as the middle-aged man quietly disappeared on the second floor, Zhao Hao suddenly felt something was wrong; he was now on edge.

"Who?!" he suddenly shouted, grabbing a chair leg in his hand.

He forced himself not to reveal the Dragon Slayer Sword just to embolden himself and increase his sense of security, so that he would have a chance to turn the tide at a crucial moment.

Five or six seconds passed, and the quiet hall remained completely still.

Zhao Hao breathed a sigh of relief. He had been bitten by a snake once and was now afraid of ropes for ten years!

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a voice suddenly shouted, "Why are you yelling so loudly? You startled me!"

This sentence is spoken in Chinese! It's Chinese!

You should know that Zhao Hao is located in Liberty City, America. According to the location in his previous life, this is New York City!

A sentence in Chinese suddenly came from an English-speaking country!

Then a fat man walked in from behind a door, saying as he went, "I was wondering why an ordinary person would discover my whereabouts... Turns out you were just bluffing!"

The fat man had black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin, and he was speaking Mandarin, so he was undoubtedly Chinese.

No, according to this world's terminology, they were Song people!

Song Dynasty people?

Zhao Hao was taken aback, and then information about the Song people suddenly flashed through his mind.

The Song Dynasty in this world actually lasted from over 900 AD to the present day, 1978 AD!

Therefore, foreigners refer to the descendants of the Song Dynasty as Song people, and even the neighborhoods in Liberty City where Song people gather are called Song People City!

Seeing Zhao Hao staring blankly and ignoring him, the fat man felt slighted and quite annoyed. He raised his fat chin and shouted, "Hey! What are you staring at? Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Zhao Hao quickly cleared his mind of distractions and focused on the present moment.

The fat man was about 1.8 meters tall. Although he was stout, he wasn't bulky at all. In the eyes of Zhao Heihu, a newly trained martial arts master, his gait and steps were quite agile. He should be described as strong, not fat.

For example, this fat man has a round face but no double chin, a round belly but no excess fat, and he walks with a light step.

The fat man had a bowl cut hairstyle, with his hair reaching above his ears; his eyes were big, round, and very bright; his nose was neither too big nor too small, but he had a scar on his right lip, it was unclear whether it was congenital or caused by an injury.

His appearance seemed approachable, even a bit naive.

Even now, with her chin held high and a "I'm proud" look on her face, she's not annoying.

He was carrying a half-meter-long metal single-handed garlic-shaped hammer, or perhaps a mace, which Zhao Hao didn't quite recognize. He also had a pistol resembling a "turtle box" tucked into his waistband, and a yellow gourd hanging from his arm!

This is no ordinary person!

Zhao Hao's mind raced: If this fat guy was in cahoots with Heidegger, there was nothing he could do but rely on the Dragon Slayer Saber to try and turn the tide. If he was an outsider, then he had to seize the opportunity! It might even help his current situation.

So Zhao Hao adopted a very humble attitude and replied meekly, "Hello, Fatty, my name is Zhao Hao. I was invited to visit by Heidegger, but who knew he would suddenly start killing people and even turn into a monster... If you know what happened, please help me. I'm also from Song, we're from the same hometown!"

Zhao Hao recounted his experience in detail, omitting all details related to gacha pulls.

In short, I was forced into this situation, but fortunately, I managed to turn the tables and win.

In fact, the fat man had already seen the bodies of the two sisters on the first floor, and after hearing Zhao Hao's description, he had a pretty good idea of ​​what had happened.

Even so, his eyes widened in surprise, and he exclaimed, "Hey, wow, you've got to work!"

He leaped lightly, braced himself on the table, and easily crossed the more than two-meter-long table, landing with a thud on a chair. His movements were fluid and graceful, like a bouncing ball.

Zhao Hao was right when he saw it before; this fat guy was agile and quite skilled! He even knew kung fu!

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Chapter 7 Extraordinary Beings, Psychic Powers, and the Inner World!

"That's a fused corpse monster! At least a Black Iron 3-star! Ordinary people would easily faint just from looking at it, how did you manage to do that?" the fat man asked with a curious expression.

Zhao Hao smiled apologetically: "Well, I was just lucky to kill it by blowing up a gas cylinder. Just lucky, just lucky!"

The fat man didn't press further, but said, "And what about Heidegger, the one you mentioned who turned into a monster? Take me to see him."