The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle-Chapter 82 Settlement!

[Name: Unrivaled]

[Type: Skill]

[Function: When activated, your attributes will be replaced with blessed state values. During this period, you cannot use skills, activate equipment effects, or voluntarily pause]

[Consumption: Consumes 3% Vitality per second, and automatically stops when vitality drops to 5%, after which the player's original attributes are restored, Physical Strength drops to 10 points, and neither Vitality nor Physical Strength can be recovered by any means for ten minutes, can only be used once per instance]

[Note: Triggering Unrivaled always comes at a cost]

Su Qi fell silent.

The skill was undeniably strong, with a massive increase in basic attributes, but the cost was equally terrifying.

"Now I finally understand why Ultraman waits until the red light flashes before using his special moves."

Su Qi closed the panel, unable to help but mutter to himself:

"Why are my skills always so all or nothing, either Self-Destruction... or self-harm? And that damn mosquito, I've never had the chance to use it, no, I must find an opportunity to try it in the next instance."

He shook his head and looked into the distance.

At this moment.

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Brother Hai Xing and the kitten had returned to their normal states.

Brother Hai Xing rubbed his head, looking around somewhat dazedly, "What just happened?"

He was suddenly startled:

"Where's my conch shell! It's gone!"

The kitten's mouth gaped open, a tentacle extended, and handed a conch shell to him.

It seems it had picked up the conch shell for Brother Hai Xing just now.

Tch.

Why does it feel kind of warm and fuzzy?

And the CP of a cat and a starfish... seems like a hard ship to sell as well.

However, Brother Hai Xing stared at the conch shell for a second, then lifted his head to look at the kitten in shock, "So it was you who stole my conch shell!"

Kitten: "??"

"..."

At this time, the shadows in the surrounding audience stands were slowly fading away, they seemed to be projections too, and those few figures in the VIP seats had also left this place.

Su Qi turned to Nancy and suddenly asked, "Actually, I'm curious about something, how do you select participants... and how do you handle the aftermath?"

Nancy had regained her composure by now and said, "All of you are people who have lost your way in the Ten Thousand Realms, guided here, of course, there's a price to pay."

"Losers... are naturally detained by us, and winners, we send them back to their own worlds," Nancy said softly. "Except that starfish probably can't go back..."

"What happened to it?"

"Its original world has already been destroyed..."

"Who did it?" Su Qi had seen the terrifying power of Brother Hai Xing's transformation.

Nancy didn't speak.

Su Qi understood.

Nancy paused, "So, when the time comes, wherever those two want to go, our show's team will try to accommodate as much as possible."

"How about that, isn't our production team very conscientious?"

Su Qi looked at her oddly, "Can you really say that with a straight face? Why not settle the commentary and hosting salary I did before first."

"That can be done..." Nancy actually agreed, but the next moment she revealed a smug smile, "But as a Descender, you'll be leaving soon, so you might not be able to get it."

Su Qi was stunned for a moment, then realized that even Russell knew about Descenders, so it was normal for Nancy at her level to be aware.

"Were there many Descenders participating before?"

"Descenders are regulars on this show."

It was obviously not Nancy's first time encountering them, "But more than surviving, they care about becoming famous, really hoping to make the audience remember their names."

It seems like they were grinding for reputation... leveling up titles.

This show is indeed a good place to grind for reputation.

"However, they do not realize how difficult it is to gain the approval of this picky audience," Nancy said, shaking her head.

Su Qi gave her an odd look and said, "Is it that hard?"

That one question rendered Nancy silent; she looked solemnly at Su Qi.

"Suddenly I remember I have other matters to attend to, goodbye."

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[Teleporting out of instance]

[Player Su Buxian has cleared solo instance No. 3127676]

[Game difficulty: Hard]

[Game score: 100]

[Calculating results]

[Earned Perfect Level clearance Experience and 5126 Game Coins, and obtained one lottery draw chance]

[Your Level has risen to 17]

[Gained 17 assignable attribute points]

[Instance Summary: This was a regular show that many players have participated in, striving to survive a little longer, to make the host and the audience remember them. Yet, few have managed to emerge. Not only did you accomplish that, but you also became the host, changing the flow of the show, and the host Nancy has made a deep note of you, adding you to her blacklist]

"Don't bother to improve yourself, but always put others down?" Su Qi felt disappointed with Nancy.

[Notice: Title has been upgraded]

He opened his Reputation System.

[Title: Sect Hierarch of The Hustlers (15238/100000)]

[Current Level LV2: Emerging]

[Current Title ability: Simulation!]

[Can simulate someone else's aura (including name, panel information, etc., does not possess actual panel strength), requires contact with the object of simulation's aura, will consume corresponding Physical Strength]

[Note: Your name seems to have started circulating among a small group of people. However, be aware... in the countless worlds, this is but a trivial beginning, and you are still unknown]

"Seems quite good?"

Su Qi pondered.

He took out the Gambler's Token from his Item Slot, then tried to activate the Simulation ability, and the next moment... Su Qi noticed his panel began to change, which means at least under others' probing, his panel would appear as someone else's.

There was no change in aura, though. How could such a weakling have a significant aura?

Suddenly, Su Qi thought of another character... the Evil God.

His gaze fixed on the Evil God's Eye and his aura... began to change gradually, but at the same time, his Physical Strength plummeted rapidly.

"With this rate of depletion, it can last less than five minutes."

But.

He wasn't so idle as to simulate the aura of the Evil God for no reason.

[Reputation System Reminder]

[Someone has developed a strong curiosity about you, reputation +102]

Who?

Who is secretly curious about me?

And to add so much at once?

Su Qi paused slightly, it couldn't be Nancy, could it? Didn't that person just blacklist him?

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Meanwhile, at a certain location.

A middle-aged man, Sister Alin, and Yan Nanque were bidding farewell to a young man in front of them.

This young man was named An Xinghe.

The sole heir to the Sunset Spirit King, doted on by the Spirit King, but he did not like the weird, Pollutants; the environment for receiving guests around him was considered the most normal among all the Spirit Prince's heirs.

"I will convey the message to my father," An Xinghe said calmly and indifferently, aware that the people opposite represented Paradise. He didn't recognize the other two, nor did he care. However, this middle-aged man had a great reputation, and he had heard of him.

"We look forward to the Spirit King's response," the middle-aged man said softly, "We'll take our leave now and not disturb you further."

As they left the premises,

An Xinghe glanced at the gifts they brought: "More weird Pollutants, Butler, throw these into the storeroom as well..."

"Understood."

The Butler, dressed as a steward but not in human form, with compound eyes covering his head, watched as An Xinghe stepped into the room, humming "Two Tigers love to dance," and shook his head.

Lately,

The Young Master had been brainwashed by this song.

He often inquired about the piano concerning the Sect Hierarch of The Hustlers, seemingly filled with curiosity.

"I wonder if I should report this."

The Butler was hesitant.