"I'm starting to like the Life-type."
"At least, getting something for nothing feels really damn good."
The feeling of reaping rewards always brought joy, especially when nothing had to be paid.
Getting the same thing for free always felt especially satisfying.
"You freeload off my money, house, and opportunities for advancement. I freeload off your abilities. Aren't we all the same!"
As Mr. An Nan watched the emotionally agitated Blood Banquet Members, he spouted overly "realistic" nonsense like, "Maybe it's a misunderstanding," and, "It probably wasn't him, right?"
While keeping his expression under control, Lu PingAn still had time to sort through his new ability.
"Tsk, it stinks."
Lu PingAn had to exert considerable effort to suppress the urge to cover his nose.
In his perception, the people before him were not even a group of people, but a collection of foul-smelling garbage.
This was not actual smell, but the Sky Fox Trait he had obtained from Liu Ku.
In terms of range and intensity, this sensory ability was not particularly strong, but its improvement in precision was striking.
If the radar of Lu PingAn's "perception" had previously consisted of dots of light, large and small, then now it had not only gained colors and shapes, but even a vague sense of "smell."
The scent of blood, sweetness, spiciness—or rather, the scent of someone steeped in slaughter; newborns, young and brimming with vitality; youths whose vigor shone like sunlight.
It could sense the subtle differences between other lives, even vaguely smell their personalities, emotional impulses, and energy traits.
But at this moment, the smell it gave Lu PingAn was truly awful.
The Blood Feast bastards before him were not only covered in blood, but also reeked of rotten flesh.
This was the result of them consuming too much Mottled Life