[At 26, Penacony's long-prepared "Grand Harmony Celebration" finally drew near.]
[Guests invited from across the universe arrived one after another.]
[On the surface, Penacony was imrsed in a grand scene of singing and dancing.]
[But you, Sunday, the head of the Oak Family, had already set up an inescapable net behind the scenes, planning everything.]
That day, the highly anticipated Naless—mbers of the Astral Express—arrived at Penacony.
You happened to be handling affairs in the lobby of the Dreamscape Hotel.
Your gaze swept over the several faces, each with a distinct aura.
Your intuition told you that these individuals were entangled with extrely complex karma.
They were massive variables, potential threats to your plan.
At the sa ti, out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a luxurious-looking blonde young man not far away.
He was observing everything with great interest, a faint smile on his lips.
You also sensed a strong incongruity from him.
It was a vast ambition and calculation, ticulously concealed, yet almost overflowing.
Guests entered the dreamscape one after another.
And your sister, Robin, was still in the Morning Dew Manor at this mont, completely unaware of the events about to unfold outside, as per your arrangents.
Soon, shocking news ca from the beautiful dream—
Two young girls t with misfortune at the Dreamjolt Theater's performance venue, dying on the spot.
The identity of one of the deceased… was "Robin"?!
When you received the news, you almost imdiately determined—this was fake!
That was not your sister.
Robin was currently under your strict protection, like a Golden Threads in a cage; it was absolutely impossible for her to appear in that chaotic theater!
Who exactly was playing tricks, trying to disrupt your ga?
As expected, not long after, an imposter with your sister's appearance and voice actively sought you out.
It was a Masked Fool.
Her words were full of probing and provocation, trying to glean sothing from you.
Your heart was unperturbed, and you even found it sowhat amusing.
You calmly watched her performance, which she thought was clever, and when she tried to lure you into revealing more information, you spoke coldly:
"The imitation is very good."
"Unfortunately, you cannot deceive her family."
"Tell , Masked Fool… why did you specifically co to ? What do you want to gain from ?"
The Masked Fool, who called herself Sparkle, instantly froze her smile.
She seed to have completely underestimated your directness, your unconventional approach.
You didn't give her much ti to react, indirectly inquiring about the mastermind.
After confirming that her knowledge was limited and she was mostly just there to stir up trouble and create chaos, you completely lost interest.
Such a clown was not worth your ti.
"Boring."
You directly ordered this eyesore to be expelled.
[Subsequently, you imdiately made a public announcent in the na of the Oak Family head.]
[You would mobilize all family resources to thoroughly investigate this shocking death incident, providing an explanation to all guests and the unfortunate victims.]
[At the sa ti, you formally entrusted the Astral Express with assisting in the investigation.]
[Logically, this pushed the biggest variables into the spotlight, letting them attract everyone's attention.]
[Everything was within your calculations.]
As you expected, soon, the self-proclaid clever scholar from the Interastral Peace Corporation—Dr. Ratio—ca knocking.
He exchanged so of his research knowledge on Stellarons for revealing the true plan of that blonde young man—Aventurine—to you.
Although everything he said was false, you still keenly deduced their plan.
The Corporation was indeed still coveting Penacony, attempting to assign Aventurine, this Gambler, to seize the opportunity to reclaim ownership of Penacony.
You recalled Aventurine's false smile and hidden ambition, a cold glint flashing in your eyes.
Subsequently, under the guise of discussing affairs, you invited Aventurine alone to the mansion.
In the private eting room, the lighting was dim.
You did not rush to reveal your hand, but first subjected Aventurine to a routine "Harmony" inquiry.
Of course, this was rely a facade.
During your test, a subtle, almost imperceptible force had quietly woven into a net, entangling itself deep within Aventurine's consciousness.
The inquiry was complete.
Only then did you unhurriedly, word for word, clearly articulate the information Dr. Ratio had given you, as well as your own deductions about Aventurine's series of sches, such as using fake cornerstones to mislead and hiding the true cornerstone's location.
Each word spoken made Aventurine's face grow paler.
You clearly saw the confident smile on Aventurine's face instantly freeze, replaced by astonishnt and fear.
Watching his expression change instantly, you felt imnse pleasure.
How does it feel to have your plan completely seen through?
For this Gambler who dared to make small moves on your territory and try to covet Penacony, you intend to—
Utilize him. Inform Aventurine that his life is in your hands, forcing him to find and expose the true culprit behind the deaths of the dream-goers.
Eliminate the hidden danger. Aventurine… this guy is too slippery, like a poisonous snake. Utilizing him? The risk is too high. Perhaps in the next second, he might bite back, turning the tables on you. Only a dead enemy is the safest.
Only option 2 can be chosen.
[You chose to eliminate the hidden danger. Villainy Value 150.]
Just as Aventurine's mind raced, trying to defend himself or find a way to escape after his plan was exposed—
You unhesitatingly detonated the ntal trap you had quietly set!
The power of "Harmony" mixed with "Order" instantly exploded in his mind!
Aventurine didn't even have ti to let out a scream, his expression of astonishnt frozen forever on his face.
He collapsed limply, his eyes unfocused, his life force completely extinguished.
[Target Aventurine is dead… Analyzing… Analysis complete!]
[Permanently acquired the trait [Gambler's Luck (Purple)] in the simulation!]
[Effect: When you make high-risk decisions or actions, you can forcibly increase the success rate of that action by 50%, but the consequences of failure may be doubled.]
[Note: The original success rate of this event must not be lower than 10% (Cooldown: 240 hours).]
Gambler's Luck?
Orion's heart trembled.
This Aventurine guy's trait feels a bit overpowered, doesn't it?
Forcibly increasing the success rate by 50%…
Doesn't that an that sothing with only a 50% chance of success can beco 100% by using this trait?
Although the consequences of failure might be doubled, this is definitely a divine skill to gamble for a coback at a critical mont.
Not bad! Not bad!
Killing Aventurine was indeed not a loss!
As for whether the Interastral Peace Corporation will find out that you killed Aventurine… Hmph, dead n tell no tales.
By the ti they react, by the ti they figure out the truth, it will be too late.
Load the trait first.
[You chose to load this permanent trait in this simulation. Current loaded trait slots: 2/3.]
[You successfully eliminated a huge potential threat. Villainy Value 200.]
You quickly and calmly handled the scene, leaving no trace.
Subsequently, you used your authority as the family head to categorize Aventurine's disappearance as the sa as the previously deceased dream-goers—
Killed by the murderer hidden in the dreamscape.
This further muddied the waters, focusing everyone's attention on that "murderer."
Aventurine's disappearance caused so ripples in Penacony.
But amidst the clamor of the approaching Grand Harmony Celebration, this ripple was quickly covered up.
You successfully and cleverly diverted the Corporation's attention to the investigation of the "murder case culprit."
The Astral Express, as you wished, was still rushing around in the dreamscape, attracting most of the attention and trouble for you.
But at the sa ti, you felt that the murderer was also one of the variables, and you had to secretly find that guy to eliminate future troubles.
Soon, through the family's vast intelligence network, you obtained a lot of information about the murder case. After analysis, you locked onto one person—
Gallagher.
This person frequently appeared near various cri scenes as a security officer, his whereabouts mysterious.
However, in the official rosters of the Bloodhound Family, and even all of Penacony, there was no record of such a person!
His identity was forged, and his purpose was definitely not simple.
You decided to take the initiative, setting a trap and, in the na of the family head, sent an invitation to Gallagher.
The location was still the mansion where Aventurine was killed.
Gallagher arrived as scheduled.
He appeared nonchalant, as if he didn't care about anything, with a lazy deanor.
"Yo, Sunday, head of the Oak Family…"
Gallagher, with his hands in his pockets, said sowhat mockingly, "Are you in such a hurry to find because you've finally realized that your order alone can't catch the ghost in the dream?"
You ignored his cheap provocation, your eyes cold, staring directly at him:
"Several murders in the dreamscape highly coincide with your appearance ti and location."
"You are not in the family roster, and your identity is forged."
"Gallagher… or rather, what else should I call you?"
"Tell , who is the killer? Why are you disrupting Penacony? What is your purpose?"
Gallagher grinned, revealing his white teeth: "Want to know the answer? Sure, it's simple, as long as you…"
Before he finished speaking—
The shadow behind you suddenly twisted and elongated, squirming like a living thing!
The next mont, that shadow transford into an indescribable, terrifying shape—a pitch-black, twisted monster emanating a strong aura of death!
It was the true culprit of those several murders—the physical manifestation of "What Ails Towards Death"!
A black claw, silently and suddenly, pierced directly towards your vital spot at the back of your heart!
Sneak Attack!
A triumphant smile instantly appeared on Gallagher's face.
However—
That smile lasted for only 0.1 seconds before freezing on his face!
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