??Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Hidden Mission_1
Chapter 121: Chapter 121 Hidden Mission_1
“I’m going to be late, hurry up…”
Colin took a deep breath, grabbed the girl’s wrist, and walked quickly toward the campus that gave him a bad feeling.
anwhile, on the opposite side of the road, a few blond punks cursed at the sight. They wanted to pursue, but when they saw him enter the school gates, they ultimately cursed a few more tis and did not continue the chase.
[You successfully avoided an incident…]
Are you disappointed?
Colin felt a bit better. He thought the only thing worth being happy about right now was that the “Narrator” seed unhappy.
“Um, Colin…” a voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz reached his ears.
“What’s up?”
Colin turned his head and saw the still unnad female classmate looking at him, then rembered to let go of her hand.
The bespectacled girl retracted her hand like a startled bunny…
Without further observation, Colin followed the “Narrator’s” guidance to his second-floor classroom.
Class 802.
By this mont, two-thirds of the class had already arrived.
[As soon as you entered, you chose your seat, the fourth row from the back, the one next to the window, the sorrowful lookout point reserved for male protagonists in various works of fiction, where you could gaze at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle—unfortunately, you might have been able to see the Fem Fatale that Mr. Treeman ntioned calling your na, but now, you will never see her again…]
“Fem Fatale?”
Colin paused, recalling the equipnt “Miss Bunny” had ntioned, which included “Fem Fatale.”
Did it break free from “Script Heaven’s” containnt right here in the past?
Does this an there might be so kind of loophole to escape this place?
While pondering, Colin took his seat.
Surprisingly, the bespectacled girl was sitting right in front of his assigned seat…
[Because of the slight run you just had, as soon as you sat down, the girl took off her jacket, revealing a white sumr school uniform underneath. Through the plain uniform, you caught a glimpse of a black horizontal strap on her back, and you knew she must be wearing a black bra…]
[This makes you…]
[Due to your experiences having shallow engagents with anomalies multiple tis, you seem to have activated sothing, earning a discretionary point.]
“Hm? Discretionary point? What does that an?”
Colin was contemplating the “Narrator’s” lack of boundaries when suddenly the conversation shifted, introducing concepts he didn’t understand.
At that mont, however, he saw that the “Narrator’s” ssages continued to appear.
[Hidden task limited to the instance “Experience five events in any ‘Script City’ script” has been completed.]
[—The “Gene Compensation Panel Version 1.0” will now be unlocked for you.]
“Five events?”
Colin guessed at sothing, then saw a panel resembling a resu for a Bonfire Company employee appear on his retina…
[Na]: Colin.
[Strength]: 5.1. (Exceeding the strength of a bear!)
[Constitution]: 6.9. (A terrifying body that wouldn’t easily die even if it fell from the eighteenth floor.)
[Agility]: 5.4. (You could even catch up to a sedan and ask if they’re selling anything.)
[Discretionary Points]: 1 (Each point added can be as low as 0.1.)
[Note]: If an attribute breaks through 10, perhaps sothing will happen?
[Note]: An F Level Employee can get up to ten discretionary points, moreover, a “Firebearer” at this stage can gain an additional 2 discretionary points.
[Description]: The successful developnt of the “Gene Compensation dicine” offered mankind a new possibility, but the overall strength of the current company employees was still too weak to preserve themselves in the impending apocalypse, much less take on the responsibility of continuing civilization.
For this reason, led by employee “Boss Huang He,” a group of high-level employees deeply explored the basis of the “Gene Compensation dicine.” By combining a variety of dangerous substances, many employees paid a heavy price with their lives in the collection of materials and research, eventually developing a new ans of enhancent for all employees, the “Gene Compensation Panel Version 1.0.”
Its manner of use was extrely simple—interacting with any anomaly within “Script City” gave one the opportunity to earn a certain number of discretionary points freely chosen for enhancent.
…
“Is this the unique promotion thod ntioned in the task?”
Colin imdiately thought of a requirent from a “Bonfire Company” task upon seeing this, which said that within “Script City” there existed a special, conflict-free thod of reinforcent.
He hadn’t expected to unlock it so soon.
Colin took a careful look and quickly acquired a relatively complete understanding of it.
According to what was written, as long as he encountered an event, he had the chance to earn “discretionary points” and beco stronger.
The extent of this increase in strength was considerable, and it was direct and brutal.
[An ordinary F Level Employee who has injected three doses of F Level Gene Compensation dicine, if he doesn’t experience anything too drastic, then his three attributes would typically hover around “2”…]
The Narrator, for so reason, took up the role of a proper narrator this ti.
“The average F Level Employee has full attributes around 2? Looks like I’ve far exceeded that, averaging almost three tis more…”
Colin thought for a mont that if his physical attributes were reduced to a third during a solo Trial Task…
Then that task would be quite difficult.
“But this ‘Boss Huang He’ na… why does it feel so familiar? Wait a minute…”
Colin squinted his eyes and suddenly rembered—wasn’t this the creator of “The False Powerhouse”?
He’s actually a high-level employee?
Colin had always thought he was so third-rate creator, after all, the thing was useful, but it was sowhat unscrupulous; to put it simply, it could be sumd up as randomly selecting a person for social death…
However, what he was more curious about right now, compared to “Boss Huang He,” was the “impending apocalypse” ntioned in the description.
“Unable to preserve oneself before the upcoming apocalypse?”
Colin frowned, if it were a random passerby ntioning the “apocalypse,” he would definitely not believe it, but given the context…
He had to give it so thought.
Yet, reflecting on recent events, he seed to not see the slightest sign of the so-called apocalypse.
Just then, before he could ponder further, a harsh class bell sound suddenly rang out.
“Forget it, just focus on getting stronger, if there really is an apocalypse, it isn’t sothing I can control anyway.”
Colin took a deep breath and snuffed out the information in his mind.
And at this mont, after the bell rang and then quieted down, a tall, intelligent-looking female teacher with a ruler and compass walked in from outside the door.
“Students, stand up!”
A boy who seed to be the class president stood up and called out.
Colin’s expression beca distant upon hearing this sound after so many years, then he stood up along with the others.
“Good morning, teacher.”
“Good morning, students.”
“Please sit down. Today we will continue with yesterday’s knowledge. Now, I will pick a few students to discuss the concept of complex numbers…”
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