"I still refused to give up my arrogance as a player... Sigh, changing the entire industry has to start with myself."
Li Aozi warned himself silently, avoid arrogance, stop being arrogant.
Correct your mindset, correct your mindset.
It was arrogance that had destroyed the teor Fall Master community.
They should have originally had a warm and inclusive, diverse community culture, with many people creating secondary works, handbooks, video edits, and fanfiction for the teor Fall Master. So might even host offline gatherings—Martial Artists and Magicians have similar etups.
This occupation was definitely not inferior to others.
If players were willing to join, Li Aozi would certainly build this occupation well.
"Of course, I shouldn’t think this way. Even if there aren’t any players, so what? I have invested my youth, energy, and passion into this occupation and gained money, live streaming profits, and audience love from it. Changing the destined decline of the teor Fall Master is definitely my unavoidable responsibility."
Being on the receiving end indicates one shouldn’t criticize the hand that feeds them. Moreover, Li Aozi gained too much from teor Fall Master in his past life: benefits, fa, eting and making many friends. These things brought more than just material changes.
"Whether or not players descend into this world, I must be prepared to establish my own sect. Rebuilding the glory of the teor Fall Master is a responsibility that cannot be shirked!"
Starting with the Blood Demon Style, he would carve out a stable path himself.
Next, he had to consider how to simplify the occupation threshold, making teor Fall Master more accessible and widespread.
The teor Fall Master community was too small. Even if it expanded by hundreds or thousands of tis, it wouldn’t beco overcrowded, and the universe was too vast.
Once placed on the narrative level of the starry sky, one would realize the importance of the population.
The universe was too large, and a small population ant there was simply no chance or rationale for claiming territory,
Magicians could easily demarcate a vast cosmic space for "magical research" as their "research subject," which was essentially colonizing planets.
Martial Way masters had many disciples; their industry flourished, expanding territories and accommodating people, it was only natural.
But the teor Fall Masters were in an awkward position. They lived too long, their numbers were too few to form sizable organizations, and they couldn’t use up that much space. Any excuse wouldn’t stand.
"Besides increasing numbers, my personal strength still played the most vital role... There’s nothing more reliable than strength."
"Li Aozi, Li Aozi—you have to stay calm. Arrogance would only make weak and incompetent. I can’t start down that ruinous path."
He muttered to himself.
In retrospect, since his transmigration, he had maintained a player’s operating style, inadvertently revealing arrogance in his words and actions, which hindered his progress.
Humility promoted progress was not an empty phrase. Li Aozi felt he was too impetuous and hadn’t corrected his mindset.
He now lacked the capital players had—the arrogance to use up three resurrection chances and then reincarnate with mory and bound equipnt.
Low profile, humility, stability, calmness.
These were the qualities he should have now.
After his reflection, Li Aozi looked at Yawen and couldn’t help feeling jealous.
Damn, he still wanted her... talent.
"If there was a way to get this talent, I could advance to Bishop in version 3.0. From level 90 to 180, no one of the sa level would be my match! No one!"
Thus, this an woman couldn’t just kill him out of spite.
Yawen, seeming to notice Li Aozi’s gaze, looked up, their eyes eting. Li Aozi imdiately glared at her in displeasure.
He bore a grudge for lacking a specialty.
"I need to think... Is there any way to get soone’s talent or replicate one."
Li Aozi had a Power Pod, so he didn’t lack Arcane Energy, but personal talent was bound to individuals, which made it tricky.
The first thing that ca to mind was opening the Ga Mall.
— As the saying goes, if a problem can be solved by slting gold, it isn’t a problem.
"This is the final patch version of the mall. I rember there were a few items related to talent..."
Li Aozi searched for keywords and browsed for a while and did find three items.
The first was the White Wax Fantasy Crystal, a Magic Side item. You could use it when your favorability with the other person reached 500 (Respect) or above. It allowed mutual sharing of species, personal, and occupational talents between two people.
This was sothing listed in version 3.7.1 and sold quite cheaply, only for 168 point tickets.
Li Aozi rembered it as a token for transactional exchanges between Spellcasters. When two mages had a good relationship, they would share talents.
After all, the Magic Side mainly relied on academic knowledge and skill accumulation, and doing so demonstrated the firmness of their friendship.
However... the prerequisite requirent was too difficult.
Earning 500 favorability points was already very tough, and if you killed the other party after the sharing, you would lose the ability to share talents.
Not great. Li Aozi turned his attention to the next item.
The second item was sothing from the Tech Side, called the Gene Mirror Cloner, outrageously expensive at 19,288 point tickets, allowing you to directly clone all talents, skills, specialties, knowledge, and mories from a target without resistance.
It was a powerful item, but using it on Yawen made Li Aozi hesitant.
The Gene Mirror Cloner was a one-ti purchase limit with no level restriction, making it very unaffordable if used on a low-level target.
He wanted to save it for other high-level bosses, such as Annihilating Demon Lord Scawe, Maiden of the Moon Jessmin, or Death Recorder De Ani.
Their specialties and talents were truly unparalleled, offering exceptional value.
Object Resonance was a divine skill, but compared to these version bosses, its value couldn’t match... Li Aozi had to ponder it.
He didn’t want to lose his future developnt potential, especially in version 8.0, Desperate Song. That version required individual strength more than team cooperation.
It was a period ant for solo professions, particularly when the teor Fall Masters should have shone. Unfortunately, their numbers were too few to make waves, and thinking about it pained Li Aozi deeply.
"Let’s leave it for space adventures."
In search of a breakthrough, he looked at the third item.
The third item wasn’t limited in purchase but wasn’t cheap. It randomly drew skills, items, specialties, and talents from a target.
Since it was a draw, not a clone, the extracted skills and equipnt would adapt themselves.
For example, a mage skill drawn onto a Martial Artist would change its attribute bonuses so the Martial Artist wouldn’t feel cheated.
This sounded good... But such an uncertain thing was highly risky.
Li Aozi recalled a professional brother who spent a fortune on a thousand draws, swearing to extract the Summoning Succubus skill from a Demon Sorcerer.
After spending all the money, he ended up with 986 Human Ambers, and from then on, he quit gambling and stopped slting gold.
One draw at 648 point tickets made Li Aozi worry about his luck. If he bought this, he might not draw Yawen’s specialty but end up with her underwear.
After all, he was no longer a player and couldn’t use the power of slting gold.
Most of the point tickets in his account still had to be used for trading rare resources with others.
But, if he gambled on luck, there was a way to temporarily increase his luck.
Although the cost was high, it was currently acceptable.
Li Aozi pondered for a mont; he thought his luck shouldn’t be too bad. He could try his luck first and then undertake that task.
With this in mind, he confird the purchase.
Would you like to purchase "Tracy Exhibition Hall’s Ticket"?
Purchase successful.
Li Aozi drew a finely crafted ticket from his pocket. The rectangular ticket had so tenacity, felt heavy in the hand. The front depicted a giant dragon with luxurious gem scales, the back had a short phrase decorated in gold foil:
Please enjoy the grand exhibition.
Qiu Ran and Yawen imdiately noticed the high-end item Li Aozi had just pulled out and imdiately beca interested.
"What is this? It looks beautiful," Qiu Ran asked curiously.
Rip—
The next mont, Li Aozi tore the ticket in front of Yawen.
You used Tracy Exhibition Hall’s Ticket on the target "Yawen Heskixin."
Extracting...
You extracted a Signal Emitter.
Damn!
Li Aozi pulled out a signal emitter the size of a beetle, and Yawen’s eyes widened.
"How did you... get that?"
Li Aozi didn’t answer; he hated talking to won right now. Holding the signal emitter between his fingers, he started thinking.
Undoubtedly, he had bad luck today, extracting such garbage... disappointing, but perhaps useful.
"This thing might co in handy."
Li Aozi recalled the task he had to complete, which required infiltrating the White Fang Guild’s camp undetected.
According to players’ understanding of Qiqiao Network’s (the developer and operator of Starry Abyss) terminology, as long as his information wasn’t exposed, it would count as a successful infiltration.
From this perspective, eliminating the entire camp could still count as infiltration.
Using a nuclear bomb to scour the area could count as infiltration.
Even if he didn’t do it himself, leading monsters to cause chaos, that too was infiltration.
Just say whether you exposed yourself or not! Since I didn’t expose my personal information, it certainly wasn’t a failed infiltration.
"I’ve been worrying about how to handle Nimotin, a hot potato. Fighting him directly seed ti-consuming, and not fighting ant being chased all the way. That’s annoying too—so let’s have the White Fang Guild atone for ."
Li Aozi thought to himself, "I’m not a bad guy, right? What’s a little mutant’s bad intentions?"
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