"If I take action, I’ll definitely get a super-god evaluation."
Fenric couldn’t help but joke.
Belle Morwyn smiled, shaking her head. "Shura, that doesn’t sound like you."
"Oh? Then in your eyes, what kind of person am I?"
"You used to be more low-key—serious, even."
"Really?" Fenric chuckled, then waved it off. "Alright, let’s not talk about that. I do have sothing I want to ask you."
"Go on."
"I want to know if you’ve seen the strategy for the 14th floor of the Samsara Tower. Even the online version would do."
Belle thought for a mont before replying. "I don’t rember the details clearly, only that it’s the second stage of One Piece. Wait a bit— I’ll ask a friend to check online and copy it for you."
Since she and Fenric were stuck inside the Samsara world, they couldn’t access the internet directly.
"Alright, then I’ll trouble you with that."
Belle rolled her eyes at him, as if to bla him for being too polite, then ended the call.
Fenric smiled faintly before opening his personal attribute panel:
Na: Shura
Samsara Number: (C Area) 90086
Physique: 350
Spirit: 735
Strength: 483
Agility: 350
Allocable Potential: 0
Skills: English (Proficient), Driving (Beginner), Shooting (Proficient), Camouflage (Master), Swordmanship (Proficient)
Special Skills: Conqueror’s Haki (Mastery), Armant Haki (Advanced)
Combat Skills: Savage Charge, Buddha Palm
Abilities: Psychokinesis(Mind Power), Flas, Poison Immunity (Passive), Death Sense (Passive)
Samsara Points: 160,281
Comprehensive Evaluation: A
He now had over 160,000 Samsara Points.
If he sold the Eternal Fla, he’d push that number past 310,000. After a few more copies, he could even upgrade his Saiyan Bloodline.
But Fenric wasn’t eager to use the capped version of the Saiyan bloodline. The upgrade path was far too expensive. Still, if no better option appeared, he would eventually make use of it.
For now, he entered the Samsara Tower Mall and opened the Consignnt Center to browse new items.
He hadn’t checked in a while—many rare goods had appeared:
Swordsmanship Manual: "Nine Swords of Solitude," from The Legend of the Condor Heroes — 60,000 points. (Negotiable)
Combat Skill: "Rising Dragon Fist," from Street Fighter — 15,000 points. (Negotiable)
Special Item: "Blood of a Titan," from Attack on Titan — 80,000 points. (Negotiable)
Fenric raised his brows at the sight of the Titan’s blood.
"Soone actually managed to get this? From a loot box, maybe?"
Still, he didn’t care much for it. The blood of Titans wasn’t worth his ti.
As he kept scrolling, his gaze froze.
Ability Scroll: "Indestructible Demon Body," from Honor of Kings — 200,000 points. (Fixed Price)
Fenric’s eyes widened.
"Wait— isn’t that Kaizer’s ultimate move? Soone actually managed to bring it out?"
Kaizer—the nightmare of fragile heroes. High burst, insane damage. In the ga, once he activated his ultimate, he was unstoppable, feared as Father Kaizer.
And this scroll contained that very skill.
He opened the description:
Indestructible Demon Body: When activated, summon a Demonic Armor, forming a ring of demonic flas that inflicts damage in an area. Increases Strength, Agility, and Physique by five tis. Duration: 20 minutes.
Warning: Consus imnse stamina. Can only be used once per 24 hours.
"!!"
Fenric’s pulse quickened.
A twenty-minute duration. An instant fivefold boost to physical stats. It was far superior to the in-ga version, which lasted only eight seconds and was jokingly dubbed "Eight Seconds of Manhood."
"This... this is practically a trump card!"
It was expensive, yes—200,000 Samsara Points—but worth every bit. Unlike bloodlines, this counted as an ability, aning it could stack with his existing powers without conflict. For strength or agility-based Samsaras, it was practically a dream.
Fenric himself had a balanced build, with both strength and spirit playing key roles. This fit him perfectly.
He checked the consignnt ti—just a few minutes ago. Since it was a fixed-price listing, he couldn’t trace the seller.
"Pity. Still..."
He closed the consignnt center. His points were short for now, but one more super-god evaluation would be enough. He was determined—this ability would be his.
Just then, a system prompt chid:
"You have a new communication ssage. ’Belle Morwyn’ invites you to a video call. Please handle it promptly."
Fenric accepted imdiately.
Belle’s delicate face appeared on the screen.
"Shura, my friend transcribed the guide. Where are you now?"
Glancing at the ti—already half past two in the morning—Fenric replied, "Co to the entrance of the Samsara Tower Mall. I’ll be waiting."
"Alright."
After the call ended, Fenric headed to the gate and soon spotted Belle approaching.
"Shura, here’s the copied guidebook." She handed him a stack of papers.
Taking it with a smile, Fenric said, "Belle, you don’t need to keep calling Shura. You know my real identity now—just use my na."
Belle hesitated, then asked, "Back at the hotel, I heard them call you Fenric. Is that right?"
"Yes. That’s my real na—Fenric Kline."
She nodded thoughtfully. "Then let reintroduce myself. My real na is Yuhan. Song Yuhan."
"I know." Fenric chuckled. "Your na is famous across the student circles in AH. Plenty of guys in my school see you as their dream goddess."
Belle tilted her head, her eyes narrowing slightly. "And what about you?"
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