27 Acquiring Massive Wealth (2/2)

[Equipped]

'Open the other rewards,”

[Host has acquired a Basic Hammer Understanding - a skill that will allow the host to nurture and develop their understanding and usage of the skill of hammering and forging]

[Illusion Skill - using the host's elemental control prowess, the host can create illusions and entrap enemies with a lower power level than them]

[Lottery Wheel - a random prize wheel that will give the host a random reward, can be affected by the amount of merit the host has accumulated]

”Hmmm? Merit?” Fang asked.

[As long as the host does relatively good things, the host will gain a greater chance of getting something valuable from the Lottery Wheel]

Inspiration struck Fang as a light shone in his eyes.

”Of course! This is perfect!” he cried.

Smiling from ear to ear, he relaxed.

”All I have to do now is some good things!” he spoke.

Suddenly a thought occurred to him. Frowning, he went into his mind palace.

”System!” he cried.

A black and shadowed figure took a semblance of form. It nodded in greeting.

”System... when I absorb the systems of the protagonists, do they realize?” he asked.

The black figure chuckled.

”Of course not. That would be ridiculous. Although some might be able to communicate with their systems, they still do not realize that their systems are missing. Why? Because we simply erase the system's very existence!” the system replied.

”What? Erase their existence?” Fang questioned.

”Precisely. Using forbidden techniques, I edit their memories into ones where they were never born with a system whatsoever. It's a really nifty technique!” the system replied with a sadistic joy.

Fang stared at it, aghast. Shaking his head, he ignored the troubling information. He would have no part in this. Well that was not strictly true, but morally he did not agree. He would still reap the benefits, but would still take care to mention his disapproval.

”Hypocrite...” the system muttered.

Fang shot it a dark look.

Exiting his mental palace, he sighed. Such a turn of events was unexpected. Sighing in sorrow over his troubles, he lifted a bottle.

Suddenly a sound came from the door.

KNOCK KNOCK!

Fang tensed.

”Who is it?” he called.

”Tang Junxin, teacher!” the voice called back.

'...' Fang thought.

'What is this guy, a stalker?'