Chapter 170 [Heart Python]
"The highest audience expectation for this play: 83%"
"You get a designated lottery right."
"After using it, you can designate a character from all the characters in this play and randomly draw the opponent's ability. The probability of drawing rare skills is related to the comprehensive audience expectation of this play."
In the void in front of him, pages appeared out of thin air and quickly gathered into a play.
Chen Ling flipped through a few pages and casually put it on the wooden shelf beside him. Perhaps the time span of this play is longer, and the thickness is twice that of the previous books, but the content is still what Chen Ling experienced, without change.
Chen Ling picked up the pen and was about to write down the character to be drawn this time. The tip of the pen hovered in the air but did not fall... This time, he hesitated.
According to Chen Ling's original plan, he was going to continue to draw "Han Meng". After all, he witnessed the power of [Sin Judgment] with his own eyes, and replicating the entire [Trial] path was also Chen Ling's goal.
But the question is, at this stage, does he really need this skill urgently?
If he was outside Aurora City, Chen Ling would not hesitate to draw [Judgment of the Sin], but now that he has entered Aurora City, there are dangers all around. What he has to do is no longer just fighting, but more importantly, lurking and hiding... And for him, who is at the second level, the fourth-level [Tribunal] is enough. Even if he draws [Judgment of the Sin], he can't exert any power with his current mental strength.
Another point is that for the [Judgment] path, the third-level and fourth-level skills between [Killing Dance] and [Tribunal] have been drawn, so as long as the expectations of the show are not low, he will most likely get the fifth-level [Judgment of the Sin] directly... But with his extremely high audience expectations this time, drawing any skill can have a large probability of blessing, so it is inevitable that it is a bit wasteful to use it here.
Maybe, I can take a gamble?
I just drew an ordinary skill, and my luck is bad enough. Chen Ling doesn't believe that he will continue to be unlucky... This time, he wants to change the character he draws.
After making mental preparations, Chen Ling put down his pen and firmly wrote a name on the paper.
——Bai Ye.
The other cards on the table disappeared instantly, leaving only ten cards lined up in a row. Among these ten cards, there were three white cards, four blue cards, and three purple cards... representing three ordinary skills and seven Shinto skills from level one to level seven.
As the cards turned over and entered the shuffle state, all the cards were finally turned upside down, quietly and neatly arranged in front of Chen Ling, waiting to be selected.
Chen Ling closed his eyes and randomly selected one based on his intuition.
A purple light flashed by.
"Skill: [Heart Python]"
"Affiliation: Stealing Shinto, [Borrowing the Moon] Path, Level Six."
"Character: Bai Ye."
The moment Chen Ling saw this skill, his heart skipped a beat, followed by a burst of surprise!
Putting aside other things, getting the sixth-level skill of Stealing Shinto at once is not a loss no matter how you think about it. Sure enough... a person's luck will not always be bad, and Chen Ling made the right bet this time.
As the cards disappeared into Chen Ling's body, his expression gradually became subtle...
This skill should be the "memory theft" that impressed Chen Ling the most. On the ship in the frozen sea, Bai used this ability to play with the three law enforcement officers. Moreover, "memory theft" seems to be only a part of the manifestation of [Heart Python]. Its weirdness and power far exceeded Chen Ling's imagination... But the problem is that the consumption of this skill is also terrifying.
A sixth-level skill, no matter how weak it is, cannot be used skillfully by a second-level skill. He is very worried about how much this skill can be used in his hands now. If he can't use it after exhausting all his mental power, it will be useless.
"I have to find a chance to try..." Chen Ling stood on the stage, thinking.
...
The inky night enveloped the sky above Aurora City, and a figure walked on the deserted street with his hands in his pockets.
This is one of the most prosperous commercial districts in Aurora City during the day. Almost every store on both sides has a sign with twinkling stars on the door, which represents the owner behind them, and is also one of the last powerful organizations in this city, the Star Chamber of Commerce.
The target of this figure was the magnificent building at the end of the street, which was the headquarters of the Star Chamber of Commerce.
As he approached, the guards guarding the door of the headquarters soon discovered this mysterious man in a baseball cap wandering on the street late at night. A trace of vigilance appeared on their faces, and one of them immediately asked:
"Who are you? Don't you know this is..."
"Get lost."
The brim of the baseball cap was raised, and a pair of lazy eyes glanced at the guards. The next moment, these guards were slightly shocked, and their pupils began to visibly relax.
They were like puppets who had lost their memories and goals, standing there stupidly, letting Bai Ye pass by them. When they came to their senses, the figure had disappeared at the door like a ghost.
Bai Ye walked leisurely in the headquarters, as if this was his backyard. The security system that the Star Chamber of Commerce was proud of was useless in front of this thief saint.
Bai did not wander around. After entering the headquarters, he went straight in a certain direction and finally stopped in a remote courtyard.
His eyes fell on the small square windows on the ground. Under this thick ground was the dungeon of the Star Chamber of Commerce.
"The target is just here..."
Bai also muttered to himself.
...
At the same time.
Dungeon.
With a low creaking sound, several figures holding kerosene lamps passed through the dim corridor and stopped in front of a dead cell.
"Jian Changsheng, your death is coming." The leader said slowly, "The torture table for soul-breaking evidence search has been vacated. President Yan has issued a death order to make you die... Please?"
The dim moonlight shone through the skylight and fell on the uneven ground of the dungeon. Jian Changsheng, wearing tattered clothes, sat in front of the moonlight, his eyes calm.
"You can't take me away."
The man sneered, "What are you talking about? This is the dungeon of the Star Chamber of Commerce, a forbidden area that even law enforcement officers have no right to search. Do you think you still have a chance to survive?"
The corners of Jian Changsheng's mouth slightly raised. He glanced at the moonlight above his head and spoke slowly:
"Since they have passed the information to me, they will not let me be searched by you again... So this time, you can't take me away."
The man's brows were getting tighter and tighter. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Jian Changsheng. He directly asked his men to open the cell door and go in to arrest people.
But at the moment when his key was inserted into the keyhole, a white light flashed inside the cell, and the next moment Jian Changsheng's figure disappeared in front of everyone!
"This... How is this possible?!" Several people stood there in a daze. They immediately rushed into the cell and searched around, but they could no longer see his trace...
"How did he do it?"
"Oh no, something happened!"
"Sound the alarm quickly!!!"
Just as everyone was in a mess, Jian Changsheng had passed through the ceiling and landed steadily on the ground...
He looked at the courtyard of the Star Chamber of Commerce with alarms buzzing around him and stood there in a daze.
"Good confidence."
A voice came from the side. Under the moonlight, a figure wearing a baseball cap was lazily leaning against the wall and slowly said, "You want to live, we give you this chance... But whether you can live next depends on you."
"Risk your life... Show us your value, maybe, we will give you a new chance."