On the bustling street, the constant flow of cars and pedestrians intertwined to form a scene unique to a modern city. On either side of the street, alleyways spread out like a spider web.
At the entrance of a pedestrian street next to a residential building, a courier station had just opened its doors. A couple of delivery trucks from different courier companies were parked in front, waiting for the courier station’s staff to accept their packages.
Feng Xue held his phone, leaning against a lamppost by the roadside, looking like an ordinary smartphone enthusiast, yet his gaze, or more precisely, the crosshairs in his vision, remained fixed on that small courier station.
Yesterday at midnight, it was the ti for the mysterious ga company to open the public beta reservation.
According to rumors circulating online, the mysterious courier from this ga company would notify and deliver in a normal courier manner the day after completing the reservation and obtaining an activation code.
After drinking a bottle of Lucky Yogurt, Feng Xue naturally managed to snatch one of the million activation codes released this ti, and then he began his stakeout here.
It was worth ntioning that, to avoid a situation where the delivery was completed at the mont of reservation and only notified the following day, Feng Xue made his reservation outside the courier station.
And now, it was a waiting ga...
As Feng Xue pondered quietly to himself, a large amount of garbled code and strings suddenly flashed before his eyes. In an instant, his spirit focused, and under the support of the recent firing of the "Martial God" logs, ti seed to freeze at this mont.
What halted was not ti itself; rather, Feng Xue’s consciousness had been pushed to a terrifying speed at this mont, surpassing the neural reflex limits of humans, reaching a godly realm attainable only by information beings like Kaidan.
The endless garbled code congealed almost in slow motion towards Feng Xue’s Golden Finger crosshairs, weaving clear elents, finally integrating completely. At that mont, Feng Xue finally saw what he wanted to see—
A cluster of Kaidan Fire.
However, it was not the Kaidan belonging to the ga company or the Jianghu ga, but rather, a courier Kaidan—
Entry: Mysterious Courier
Tags: [Courier], [Hidden], [Fast], [Exclusive]
Description: A dedicated courier belonging to the mysterious ga company, responsible for delivering ga helts to various stations. No one knows who they are; no one knows when the courier appears, but it does indeed appear, and even the package code gets unknowingly recorded into the station, and a receipt text ssage is sent to the recipient.
...
Perhaps it’s because this Kaidan did not hide its Kaidan Fire, Feng Xue could clearly see all the information he could capture. Although he didn’t see the power or the Current World Rules, he could imagine them basically.
The only problem was,
This Kaidan had almost no physical form.
Or rather, compared to Kaidan, this thing was closer to a phantom item.
"This is interesting. No matter how much it looks like a phantom item, that thing is definitely a Kaidan, and the delivery of the helt, rather than being a courier, is more like manufacturing on the spot, a Kaidan without a ritual creating corresponding items under specific rules, which sounds quite like so inherently weak-willed congenital Kaidan."
The almost stagnant ti in Feng Xue’s vision slowly resud its flow. Although the recently burned Martial Gods were rely so riffraff, it didn’t an he gained nothing. Because this act of burning logs was, in a sense, almost equivalent to "devouring the ancestor Kaidan."
If using the Martial God Power normally was akin to taking out high-interest loans, a careless mont might lead to rolling interest to bankrupt him, then his current behavior was akin to beating the moneylender to death after borrowing the money, rendering the principal and interest unnecessary to repay.
—Although technically speaking, these loan sharks were long dead (just prone to zombification), this can’t even be called grave robbing, but rather scavenging behavior.
Essentially serving as a decomposer for "Mother Nature."
As of now, these riffraff Martial Gods provided Feng Xue with a considerable inheritance, which was the near-ti pausing ability used earlier.
In the Eastern Country, there is a direct potential setting for real-world gods (gods ascended from humans), which is "bringing a certain skill to the level of god," called "One Thought to God."
Feng Xue had almost effortlessly acquired hundreds of such absolute arts. Although individually they were basically useless (or else they wouldn’t be stray gods), if specific types were pieced together, they could combine into various miraculous techniques.
Regarding the ability just used to "divide ti with Eye Power," it was the standard answer of seeing but not being able to physically react. But if coupled with the ability of "weighing heaven and earth with willpower," which is essentially a god-like application of montum, one could achieve an effect almost akin to having a Platinum Star—outrageous.
Most importantly, these abilities were openly available, even without the need to consu "Identity" to activate, directly extracting from the public pool of "Martial God" Power.
Under circumstances where no one else dared use it while he did, Feng Xue’s actions practically amounted to embezzling public funds.
But who made those real Martial Gods unable to co back to life?
"Well, maybe there are so alive on the upper floors of the Babylon Tower, but they probably aren’t strong, or like Cain, afraid to swallow recklessly; otherwise, these small fry wouldn’t be left for ."
Feng Xue shook his head, retracting his Digging into the "Martial God" Power, opened his phone’s ssage page, and indeed saw the delivery text.
This made him even more curious about this ga.
After all, with such obvious abnormal phenona, the authorities hadn’t investigated, and Feng Xue could imagine only two possibilities—
One, the authorities investigated but found nothing.
Two, this thing is sothing the authorities themselves produced.
Considering that no other Kaidan has yet been found in this world (the delivery can only be considered a subsidiary, similar to how an Executioner becos a subsidiary Kaidan of the Libra Organization after death), the latter is unlikely, aning that the authorities currently find zero traces, unable to ban it, leaving them to watch with interest while seeing if they can gain so benefits from it.
Suppressing the thought of directly contacting the authorities again, Feng Xue took the delivery box to the room he had booked nearby, unpacked it, and took out the helt that had to be viewed every ti a Current World Rule was used.
"Then, let see if I can log in... wondering if this crappy ga has a GM."
Feng Xue muttered to himself, following the instructions to complete the helt configuration, then lay down on the bed wearing it.
Inside the all-encompassing helt was pitch black. Feng Xue gently pressed the button and softly said, "Lincoln, big head!"
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