As the pink orb of light shattered, a seemingly ordinary black eye mask fluttered lightly into Yan Huan's hands.
The only distinct feature was a pink, cartoonish open crab claw logo right in the center of the eye mask.
He examined it briefly but could not find anything particularly miraculous about it.
However, items provided by the Modifier always seed to be like this. They looked unpretentious and plain, but their actual functions were quite formidable.
For instance, the Silence Ring he received previously, which could disable a Modifier for a day, looked like nothing more than an ordinary iron band. Yet, it was currently the most powerful weapon in Yan Huan's arsenal.
Though it seed he still had not found an opportunity to use it.
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Stowing the eye mask away, Yan Huan refreshed the goods in the Demon's Shop twice more for the week.
Glancing over the list, they were basically all nonsensical items. Exchanging for them would be useless, and the price demanded was exceptionally high.
Speaking of which, he seed to have obtained half a piece of Crab dicine here previously, and the other half needed to be purchased from the Demon's Shop.
It was said that after obtaining one half, the probability of the other half appearing in the refresh would drastically increase, but Yan Huan did not see a trace of it even after refreshing twice in a row.
That was the downside of the Demon's Shop. It loved playing with probabilities, but those probabilities were hidden. No one ever knew when a specific item might appear.
Having no choice but to give up, Yan Huan collected his rewards and exited the Demon's Shop.
The pink mist gradually dissipated, revealing the silent and quiet room outside, along with the black cat blinking at him.
"Yan Huan, it is already midnight, ow."
"Is that so."
Yan Huan set the eye mask down and glanced at his mobile phone.
At this mont, it was exactly midnight.
The weekly Modifier Rewards had finally officially refreshed.
Well then...
Let the gambling begin!
He exchanged a glance with Myau-chan. Without needing a single word, it understood without words, letting out a "ow" and spitting out a stream of golden light visible only to Yan Huan.
The familiar golden light slowly converged before Yan Huan's eyes, gradually forming recognizable text:
[Modifier Level change: 5 to 6]
[Reward Pool Level changed to 6. This ans you will randomly unlock more powerful rewards.]
[Modifier Evolution Count 1]
[Based on your previously selected Evolution Path "Helltaker", please choose your preferred option from the following two Evolution Paths.]
Well, there were no more Attribute Points or other ssy things, only the evolution count.
In any case, Yan Huan had already seen through it. Even if Attribute Points appeared, they would only be related to sothing like fertility...
So, were those Attribute Points actually useful or not?
Sort of.
Anyway, before getting out of bed every morning, he could feel it...
There definitely was so enhancent.
But Yan Huan felt that this thing was rather useless right now, at least for the ti being.
'Stop it with the fertility Attribute Points, there are nothing but Modifier Hosts out there.'
Heaving a sigh, Yan Huan shifted his gaze to the next interface.
[Evolution Path One: Demon Slot Machine]
[Reward distribution returns to normal, but the once-a-week "Demon The" will change to a once-a-week "Demon Slot Machine" spin.]
[The three columns of this slot machine contain out-of-order patterns of several Modifier Hosts. Each draw will randomly align a row of patterns.]
[Different super-powerful rewards will be obtained based on the patterns. The reward distribution is as follows:]
[Level One, three patterns are different Hosts: Randomly draw one permanently retained Ability from the Reward Pool Level 1 up to the current Modifier Level.]
[Level Two, two patterns are the sa Host: Includes the Level One reward, plus obtains an extraordinary item related to the bond of the two appearing Hosts.]
[Level Three, all three patterns are the sa Host: Includes the Level One reward, plus obtains an extraordinary item or extraordinary Ability with a "super-effective special attack" against that Host.]
Looking at the large string of text that popped up, Yan Huan's eyes went wide.
Hiss...
He blinked and quickly looked at the other branch option.
[Evolution Path Two: Desire Substitution Reaction]
[Reward distribution returns to normal, and your addiction to certain specific vicious things is doubled.]
[However, for every addiction to a vice you add, you will receive the following rewards:]
[One: Reward Pool Level for drawing rewards 1. Two: Number of reward draws 1. Three: Obtain a random Attribute orb.]
After reading both Evolution Paths, a thoughtful expression appeared on Yan Huan's face.
First of all, he definitely had to choose the first one.
It was not that the second option was weak. After all, as the Modifier Level and Reward Pool Level increased, the rewards it provided were nowhere near as useless as they had been at lower levels.
He had used Kiss God frequently lately, and the physical constitution boost it provided was truly exaggerated.
Like today, naked in the n's bath combined with the double buff of Kiss God, Yan Huan had truly been like a god of war.
Beating those two muscular, robust n could truly be described as "suppressing them with one hand." He could even use a bath towel as a whip to lash the two muscular n until they howled, which was enough to show how ridiculous the boost was.
The other reward, "Joyful Singer", lacked a suitable environnt to be used in at the mont, but its effects were decent enough.
But the problem with this evolution option was that it restricted the scope of addictions strictly to "vices."
If you claid to be addicted to working out or doing things beneficial to your body, that definitely would not count.
Yan Huan figured it had to be related to smoking, drinking, gambling, or other things that damaged the body, perhaps even more terrifying things...
The mildest outco would probably be becoming an "Archmage" of degeneracy.
So, taking everything into consideration, it was better to choose the burden-free Demon Slot Machine.
Truth be told, the discount-bin Modifier that Myau-chan had assembled really did carry the true nature of a Modifier.
Looking at these later branching Evolution Paths, they were either related to "demons" or associated with negative words like "gambling" and "addiction."
And this was a Modifier that Myau-chan had already tried its best to dilute...
So what would the girls' Modifiers look like when they evolved further?
Yan Huan did not dare to imagine it. He raised his hand and selected the first evolution branch.
"Buzz~"
As Yan Huan made his choice, the interface once again shattered bit by bit, reverting into golden streams of light that surged into his body.
anwhile, the unselected branch slowly twisted, transforming into the three rewards available for Yan Huan to choose from this week.
[Reward Level: 6]
[Superpower: Fireworks]
[Once a day, launch a firework projectile from your fingertips with a maximum flight distance of 300 ters. The explosion radius of this projectile will increase as the flight distance grows.]
[The firework projectile will detonate under the following three conditions:]
[One: Reaching the maximum flight distance. Two: Colliding with an object mid-flight. Three: Detonating it prematurely with your will.]
[Hey, a romantic firework is about to bloom in your 10-square-ter bedroom!]
[Reward Level: 6]
[Skill: God of Racing]
[When operating a vehicle, gain the driving skills for large and dium-sized buses, public buses, tractor-trailers, trucks, cars, and other vehicles, regardless of whether it is left-hand or right-hand drive.]
[However, every ti you choose to use these skills, you must share a piece of adult material you have collected with a friend within three days. Otherwise, you will suffer a one-year impotence curse.]
[The veteran driver is departing, beep beep!]
[Reward Level: 6]
[Form: Foreign Language Sage]
[After venting your desires, you will enter a "Sage Mode" lasting 12 hours.]
[In this state, your efficiency in learning a new language increases twentyfold.]
[Foreign languages are great, you have to learn foreign languages!]
Looking at these three options, Yan Huan revealed an expression of "just as I expected."
How should he put it? The Modifier's rewards all gave off a feeling of being "sowhat useful."
Could anyone say that this "Fireworks" was useless?
This felt akin to casting fire magic barehanded, which was quite exaggerated.
Besides, nobody said that fireworks could only be launched into the sky...
But the problem was that this barehanded fire magic ca with significant limitations.
Firstly, he could not use it in front of people, otherwise it would be difficult to explain how fireworks shot out of his fingertips.
Secondly, there really were not many situations where he could use it for actual combat.
He couldn't possibly just blow up a Modifier Host with a firework, could he?
The second option, God of Racing.
It felt like it would be very useful for obtaining various driver's licenses in the future, although Yan Huan had no real desire to drive vehicles other than regular cars.
The main point was that he had already obtained a driver's license in his previous life, so choosing this felt like a bit of a waste.
The last one...
Yan Huan did not even want to talk about it. It was a hard pass.
After thinking it over, Yan Huan decided to choose the first option, "Fireworks."
After all, who could refuse the opportunity to shoot fire magic from the palm of their hand?
"Phew."
Feeling the golden streams of light entirely surging into his body, Yan Huan took a deep breath.
Just as he planned to call it a day after selecting the reward, he suddenly rembered that he had not yet used the once-a-week slot machine he had just obtained.
How exactly was this thing supposed to be used?
With a re thought from Yan Huan, the golden light before him suddenly condensed again, materializing into a phantom, miniature slot machine. The slot machine had only a single red lever. On its screen, Yan Huan could already see the school admission photos of Spencer, Ye Shiyu, and Sakuramiya Hitomi...
Using ID photos as slot machine symbols, this Modifier truly was a piece of work.
"ow?"
Even Myau-chan looked at the slot machine curiously, reaching out with its paw pads to inquisitively bat at it.
Seeing this, Yan Huan scooped Myau-chan into his arms, deciding to borrow a bit of this divine lord's fate...
It was sowhat similar to strears on video platforms in his past life holding their cats while doing gacha pulls.
"I am counting on you this ti, Myau-chan. Do not let down."
"ow?!"
Yan Huan guided its paw pad onto the slot machine's red lever and gave it a gentle pull. The slot machine instantly burst with multicolored flashing lights, and a dynamic lody spilled out from it.
"Didi-da, didi-da, didi-da~"
As the music chid, the three columns of symbols on the slot machine imdiately began to spin.
On the screen, the avatars of the several Hosts rolled past one after another, making exactly five... Hmm?
As they spun and spun, Yan Huan suddenly noticed that sothing was not right.
Because he clearly saw the photo of a certain red-haired older woman on it...
It was Tong Yingying!
"...Wait, why is Sister Tong here too? She is not a Modifier Host."
Yan Huan looked down at Myau-chan in his arms, and Myau-chan also lifted its gaze to look at him, analyzing the situation.
"It might be because An Le's Modifier initially chose Tong Yingying, ow. Even though the Modifier did not end up possessing her in the end, it still recognized her as a Host?"
"It can actually work like that..."
Yan Huan stroked his chin, wondering if Tong Yingying being recognized as a Modifier Host would have any other effects beyond this slot machine.
Speaking of which, if he hit the jackpot with three of Sister Tong, what kind of "super-effective special attack" item would pop out...
Cigarettes and alcohol?
"Beep, beep, beep~"
As he pondered this, the three columns on the slot machine gradually settled.
The first column stopped on An Le's ID photo, where she was blushing and shyly avoiding eye contact.
Then ca the second and third columns...
Surprisingly, they were all An Le!
"Myau-chan, did you turn on hacks? How is your luck this good?"
"ow?"
Myau-chan looked confusedly at the slot machine displaying An Le's avatar across all three columns. Although it had no idea what was going on, it seed Yan Huan was praising it...
Therefore, it proudly raised its head, looking extrely haughty and thoroughly pleased, as if to say:
"Let's see who dares to call useless now!"
With all three avatars matching, the entire slot machine erupted in a dazzling display of special effects.
[You have obtained:]
[Reward Level: 3]
[Ability: Painting Genes]
[Instantly gain a certain degree of painting proficiency, and when studying or practicing painting techniques, efficiency increases by fifty percent.]
[A wondrous brush that makes flowers bloom.]
First, a streak of golden light surged from the slot machine and rged into Yan Huan's body. Following that, the entire slot machine shattered into pieces, transforming into a wooden statue.
This seed to be the so-called "special attack against An Le" magical item.
Yan Huan blinked, then reached out and picked up the statue. He found its craftsmanship to be rough, only faintly allowing him to make out what appeared to be an obscure female figure.
[The Incorruptible Old Dream]
[A statue of unknown significance. Carrying it with you when you fall asleep might have special effects.]
[Note: This effect might conflict with other items that take effect in dreams. When sleeping with it in your arms, please discard all extraneous items.]
["Abandon my promise here."]
The ethereal text introducing the item slowly faded away, ultimately leaving behind the incredibly cheap-looking form of the object itself.
Yan Huan originally thought the special attack item would be sothing targeting the Modifier, such as a prop capable of granting immunity to a portion of the opponent's abilities.
He never expected it...
To be sothing with such an ambiguous description.
Clutching the statue, Yan Huan could not shake the feeling that it was familiar, yet he could not recall where exactly he had seen it before.
However, since the description of this thing's effects was so vague, he might as well just use it and find out.
Either way, it was sothing to be used after falling asleep.
Pinching the statue in his hand, Yan Huan gradually lay down on his prepared mattress.
He had originally planned to try out the eye mask he'd received, but since he had this thing now, he figured he would give it a shot first.
"Phew, the harvest is done. Ti to sleep, Myau-chan."
"ow~"
Watching Yan Huan lie down, Myau-chan familiarly burrowed into his bedding, scurrying into his arms to snuggle down.
Right now, resting in Yan Huan's embrace was a wooden statue and a warm, fluffy black cat.
The statue was sharp-edged and clumsily carved, making it rather uncomfortable and prickly where he tucked it against his chest.
This thing had better be of so use...
Yan Huan took a sowhat helpless, deep breath. Then, he slowly closed his eyes, allowing the darkness to gradually swallow his consciousness.
"Crunch..."
He did not know how long had passed. By the ti Yan Huan's groggy mind regained clarity, he found himself standing on a sowhat dirty patch of sandy ground.
It was the middle of sumr. The sunlight in the sky was blinding, and waves of scorching heat beat against the green leaves, making the dappled shadows on the ground dance as if they had a life of their own.
The tree's shadow swayed incessantly, faintly enshrouding Yan Huan as he stood beneath it.
Yan Huan stood blankly on the sandy ground, looking back to survey the familiar surroundings.
Only then did he suddenly realize that he was standing at the public playground near the orphanage where he had grown up.
Scattered across the sandy ground was worn-out playground equipnt.
It mainly consisted of a few swings, one or two exercise machines, and a dilapidated children's play castle equipped with a slide.
These structures had been completely demolished long before Yan Huan left the orphanage.
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Yan Huan examined the grounds for a long ti. In the dream, his mind felt exceptionally heavy, and making any decision or movent seed to require a great deal of ti.
It was not until a faint crunching of shoes stepping on the sand echoed behind him that Yan Huan abruptly snapped back to his senses.
He turned his head and saw his childhood self walking toward him.
After taking a few steps, the young Yan Huan suddenly stopped.
However, it was not because of him; in the dream, his younger self seemingly could not see him at all.
"An Le, if you are walking, just walk. Why do you always have to hold onto my clothes every ti?"
Only when his younger self turned around did Yan Huan realize that standing behind him was a shy little girl wearing a white dress.
It was An Le from their childhood.
She was clutching little Yan Huan's sleeve, trailing closely behind his every step.
Hearing his question, An Le embarrassedly lifted her head, looking at Yan Huan as she stamred,
"Be-because I am afraid of losing Xiao Huan... I am always worried... that I won't be able to keep up with you..."
"Dummy, it is not like I won't wait for you. Besides, even if you fall behind a little, wouldn't I be able to find you at a single glance when I look back?"
Hearing this, little An Le blushed slightly but said with great concern,
"But... when I went on a trip with my mom and dad before, I accidentally got lost..."
"Once I wandered too far away, there were so many kids that they couldn't find . They couldn't recognize right away, and it took them ages to finally find ..."
Hearing her sound so alarmist and fearful, little Yan Huan imdiately grew exasperated.
He looked at the An Le before him, let out a sigh, and smiled.
"You are so easy to spot, how could I not recognize you? The one standing motionless in the crowd, lowering her head and gripping her clothes tightly is you. I would definitely recognize you."
"But... if I changed clothes, or changed my hairstyle, or gained a little weight, Xiao Huan, you might not be able to recognize ... So..."
Hearing her say this, little Yan Huan patted his chest and guaranteed,
"Rest assured, no matter what clothes you wear, what you turn into, or how long it has been, as long as you are standing in front of , I will be able to recognize you."
"R-really?"
"Of course. Pinky promise."
Upon hearing those words, An Le finally raised her face and looked at Yan Huan, who had extended his hand toward her.
Gazing at the little boy standing in the light, her initially timid and shy expression slowly lted away.
A second later, she pursed her lips, and a lovely smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.
Thus, mustering her courage, she gradually released the tiny hand that was clutching Yan Huan's sleeve.
After doing so, she blushed slightly, looked at little Yan Huan's outstretched hand, and smiled as she spoke.
"Mhm, I believe Xiao Huan will definitely recognize ..."
Imdiately after, she raised her own tiny hand, extended her pinky, and gently linked it with little Yan Huan's extended pinky.
"I promise."
Standing blankly under the tree in the dream, the present Yan Huan watched this scene unfold, his pupils involuntarily shrinking.
It was as if only at this very mont, that long-forgotten mory was finally awakened by the scene playing out before his eyes...
Because he had completely forgotten about this incident.
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