Having eaten and drunk his fill, Watson bid farewell to Aunt Lia and Uncle Polk.
Stepping out of Aunt Lia's house, he couldn't help but look back at the two figures kissing in the dim yellow light from the window.
He then recalled Uncle Polk's actions that night.
"Sigh, I thought I had become a complete orphan, but it seems I still have family by my side!"
"Since I can't be a tyrant without weaknesses, then I'll become the guardian of my loved ones!"
Thinking this, Watson unconsciously arrived at his doorstep.
"—Today… there shouldn't be any burglars, right?" He waved his hand, releasing Ferocious 2 to dispose of the body on the ground.
Then, looking at the two large holes blown open by grenades in his house, he felt a surge of frustration. "—By the way, why didn't the police come? —Could it be S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
"Forget it, I won't think about it anymore~"
"Hmph!" Lying on his comfortable big bed, he couldn't help but let out a blissful groan. "System, check my personal template!"
Ding~
Character Attribute Panel
Host: Watson Dialante (Male)
Profession: Novice Hunter
Level: 2 (40/50)
Health: 100%
Status: Healthy
Physique: Novice Hunter Physique (Exceeds the human limits of a normal person)
Permissions:
1. Lottery (Unlocked: Medicine, General Equipment, General Materials)
2. Monster Space (Unlocked) Can store and retrieve items freely within a 100-meter radius!
3. **** (Unknown)
4. **** (Unknown)
Backpack:
Small Healing Potion * 2 (Restores 30% health!)
Small Stamina Potion * 3 (Maintains full energy for 4 hours!)
Antidote * 1 (Removes poisoned status!)
Monster Expansion Pack (Volume * 2 packs * 1)
Lottery Points: 100
Owned Monsters: Great Jagras * 2
Watson's attention was immediately drawn to the Small Stamina Potion! "Maintains full energy for 4 hours?!"
"System, tell me honestly! Is this an enhanced version of Indian God Oil!?"
Ding! After using the Stamina Potion, within the time limit, any attacking actions or personal actions will not reduce stamina!
When used by ordinary people, it's like injecting a super-strong, side-effect-free morphine!
Watson rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Tch, isn't that pretty much the same? It's not very useful for me... But, it seems I can use this for a bit of a *PY transaction*?"
"Oh, right, there's also the lottery!"
"System! How does this lottery work?"
Ding! Do you want to open the lottery wheel?
"Open!"
Ding! Please select the lottery category!
Medicine (20 points per draw) General Materials (20 points per draw) General Equipment (50 points per draw)
Watson rubbed his chin, pondering. "I know about medicine and general equipment, but what's in general materials?"
Ding! Do you want to proceed with a General Materials category draw?
"—You're ignoring me and just letting me draw? You're clearly a money-grubbing thing! Hmph! I'll draw then! It's only 20 points per draw anyway~"
A large spinning wheel appeared before his eyes, displaying things like gunpowder grass, antidote grass, pellet fruits, dragon-piercer fruits, and other items that, in Watson's eyes, were all trash! Completely useless!
"System, can I change the lottery category now?"
Ding! Lottery starting!
"Fuck! Trash system! Ruining my youth! Draining my wealth!"
Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have drawn Cloth of Calamity * 1!
"??? Wait, Cloth of Calamity? I remember this is, like, one of the main materials for crafting the Death Stench armor set? I can even draw this?"
"Could it be that the luck value of a transmigrator automatically maxing out is true??"
"But == the Cloth of Calamity alone is completely useless. You still need Vaal Hazak materials to craft the Death Stench armor set =="
"Given my current state, it's still a long way off =" Thinking this, he couldn't help but feel a bit deflated.
"System, can the Cloth of Calamity be directly synthesized into any equipment?"
Ding! The Cloth of Calamity, as a cursed item imbued with the aura of death from another world, is the easiest existence to attract death.
If the Host feels like they have too much life, they can make a pair of underwear out of the Cloth of Calamity and wear it for a day!
"Tch, you're the one who has too much life—huh?? Wait a minute, System, what did you just say?"
Ding! You have too much life.
"Get lost! Not that sentence!"
Ding! Is the easiest existence to attract death.
"Holy crap! That's right! Wasn't I just worrying about how to complete the mission!"
"With the Cloth of Calamity, I can either hand him over alive to S.H.I.E.L.D.! Or successfully complete the mission!"
"System, if I wear the Cloth of Calamity, will I die after one day?"
Ding! If the Host has that thought, yes!
Because the System can currently only shield the Host from the gaze of death for 24 hours! After 24 hours, death will come knocking!
If it's an ordinary person! Then it depends on luck! They might be taken by death as soon as they come into contact with it!
—"Then, System, can you shield other people from the gaze of death?"
Ding! A maximum of 6 hours!
"That's great! That's just perfect! Haha! I'm practically a genius!"
—At this moment, in a luxurious villa in Manhattan:
"Achoo!" A sexy figure, panting, turned her head at the sound. "Darling~ What's wrong?"
"Nothing, baby, someone's probably praising my genius again~ Let's continue~"
—With a plan in mind, Watson went to the living room; he didn't want Ferocious 1 to crush his big bed.
"System, take out Ferocious 1 in front of me!"
A flash of white light, and Ferocious 1 landed with a thud on the floor.
Looking at the coffee table crushed by Ferocious 1, Watson hit it irritably. "Idiot! Look at what you've done! Coil your tail! If you dare to break the TV, tonight will be extra dragon meat! Also, spit him out!"
"Oww... oww... woof," the aggrieved Ferocious 1 curled itself into a ball, then, *ptooey*!
A squelch, and a slime-covered Kulu-Ya-Ku was spat out.
Watson looked at the Kulu-Ya-Ku on the ground, then glanced at the Cloth of Calamity in his hand. "Hmm—how do you make underwear??"
"Damn it, what am I thinking? I'm not making him underwear! Oh, right! Underwear is hard to make, but *that* thing is easy to make!"
Saying this, he endured the nausea, put on work gloves, and pulled down the Kulu-Ya-Ku's pants. "System! Shield him from the gaze of death!"
Then he took out the Cloth of Calamity and gestured it around its lower half. "Hmm, this is how you tie it, right?"
"Hmm? No, that's wrong, it seems. Tie it again!"
"Hmm—where am I? —Could it be… I'm not dead yet…" The slowly waking Kulu-Ya-Ku opened its eyes slightly, confused.
Watson finally fastened a few safety pins. "Phew~ Finally tied it!" He looked up—the Kulu-Ya-Ku's eyes slowly widened! Then it saw its own pants in Watson's hand—"No—!!!"
"Knock him out."
*Smack*, the Kulu-Ya-Ku, just about to scream its heart out, was knocked unconscious again by a slap from Ferocious 1.
Looking at the freshly made diaper, Watson nodded in satisfaction and pulled up its pants.
"Store him, and also, eat these gloves." Ferocious 1 swallowed the Kulu-Ya-Ku and the gloves with a look of disgust, then returned to the Monster Space.
"Hmm… when Ferocious 1 swallowed him just now, I seemed to see… tears??"
"It must be a hallucination. Yes! A hallucination!" Watson, back in bed, looked at the digital clock which read 5 AM.
"Time to sleep!"