Chapter 23 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios

Editor: Atlas Studios

A faint glow flashed across Tang Luo’s body as he expended his power of virtuous merits and cleaned off all the blood on himself.

As for the hat, since there was a hole in it, he decided that he didn’t need it anymore. Buying a new one was a lot more convenient.

If not for the fact that a bald head was still rather conspicuous, Tang Luo wouldn’t be wearing a hat all the time.

He didn’t anxiously press the switch to activate the elevator to go back up. Tang Luo loosened his fist and discarded the two bullets he had caught. There was one more that Thorndike had fired off-course due to the gun’s recoil and struck against the wall.

He walked over to the other side of the table.

Tang Luo looked at the black revolver that Thorndike was using earlier.

That gun had successfully caught his attention.

He bent over, picked up the black revolver, and held it in his hand. A few pieces of information naturally surfaced in Tang Luo’s mind.

Just like how the information about the mission that appeared back then did.

‘Ill Omens.’

The gold patterns engraved on this revolver of unknown origin symbolized ill omens. All of its previous owners seemed to have died from unnatural causes.

Supplementary skills:

1. Vital Energy Blood Bullets: Expends the user’s vital energy and blood to form blood bullets. Reloading is not necessary.

2. Final Storm: Shoots 6,000 bullets in a minute. The power of this skill can rip apart everything in front of it.

Cooldown time of 10 hours. No energy consumption and no recoil.

Holding it was equivalent to holding death in one’s grip.

“Interesting.”

With a smile, Tang Luo searched Thorndike’s corpse and removed the custom-made holster for the revolver known as Ill Omens.

Putting Ill Omens away, he walked around the room before going back into the elevator.

The elevator slowly began to rise. A few bullets and bullet shells rolled onto the floor, giving out clings and clangs.

After a while, the underground chamber returned to peace and quiet.

Tang Luo didn’t choose to fight his way out. Instead, he used the Jade Lotus of Virtuous Merit to conceal himself again and leave the manor.

The amount of power of virtuous merits he had harvested this time wasn’t a lot. But it was still a lot more compared to what he had expended.

Tang Luo wasn’t a miser. The process of treating his injuries through the power of virtuous merits wasn’t something that could be accomplished in one move.

During this period, Tang Luo wouldn’t leave the power of virtuous merits untouched and use it only to treat his injuries.

When it ought to be used, he mustn’t be stingy with it.

Smack!

Li Liang smacked his cheek with his palm, making a crisp sound and causing Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian to turn to him.

“There are mosquitoes here. Didn’t you guys get bitten?” asked Li Liang.

Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian shook their heads at the same time.

Unlike the real world, it was already considered winter in this mission world. Even though there wasn’t heavy snow, the weather was considerably cold and chilly.

Why would there be mosquitoes?

“Maybe my blood tastes better. I’ve attracted mosquitoes easily since I was young,” said Li Liang rather miserably.

“It’s done.”

At that moment, a voice reached them. Zhou Zhenguo and Chu Chongtian raised their guns at once. Then, they put them away again.

Tang Luo was back.

While staring at the clean and neat Tang Luo, whose only difference between now and when he had left was a missing hat, Chu Chongtian couldn’t help but ask, “Master, you’ve killed Earl Thorndike?”

“Hmm.” Tang Luo nodded. “He just so happened to have invited the other members of the organization, so I took them all out in one fell swoop.”

Zhou Zhenguo looked towards the manor.

There, everything still looked peaceful and lively. It didn’t look at all like it had gone through a massacre.

“I also found something.” Tang Luo lifted his coat and brought out Ill Omens. He placed it lightly in Zhou Zhenguo’s hands.

Zhou Zhenguo instinctively received it. Then, his muscular body shook and shook again. He almost had a stroke.

“This gun looks so cool.”

Chu Chongtian sighed in admiration after switching on the flashlight and getting a good look at Ill Omens.

“It’s not just about whether it looks cool or not. This is equipment.”

“Equipment?” Chu Chongtian was rather puzzled. Then, he recalled something. “This is what you were talking about? The benefits that we can get other than the mission completion rewards are equipment?”

Zhou Zhenguo replied, “No, there are various kinds of benefits one can get in mission worlds. Equipment is just one of them. The rewards one receives after mission completion aren’t just limited to skills. There’s a certain degree of possibility that one can receive equipment too.”

“Is there any difference between regular guns and this?” asked Chu Chongtian.

Zhou Zhenguo looked at Tang Luo. Seeing that he didn’t have any objections, he handed Ill Omens over to Chu Chongtian.

He was very puzzled. He had guessed that Master Xuanzang was probably a veteran who was acting weak to deceive powerful enemies. Considering his capabilities, that was definitely the case.

However, he really didn’t seem to understand how The Game of Gods And Demons worked.

Even if he was just acting weak, how could he hand a piece of equipment he had gotten over to someone else so casually?

And having a look of ‘please enlighten my doubts’ written all over him?

That didn’t make sense!

Even if he was acting, it wasn’t done this way. And even if he was being a poser, such behavior would make him so much of a poser that he was no different from a fool.

Could people with supernatural powers who weren’t part of The Game of Gods And Demons exist in the real world too?

While Zhou Zhenguo was musing, over at the other side, Chu Chongtian, who was holding Ill Omens, exclaimed, “This is so impressive!”

As he flipped and examined the revolver in his hand, that look of excitement on his face made him look like a young boy who had just caught sight of a toy he fancied.

Among which, there was also an unconcealable sense of regret because this toy wasn’t his.