Becoming a Weird Tale Counts as Success
Chapter 252

The Big-Breasted Girl, I'm Coming!

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Although she knew that the Phantom Object had a self-cleaning effect, Feng Xue still washed and washed the item that was meant to be her undergarment [Saint's Training Clothes] repeatedly before wearing it.

Although wearing an evening gown over a thermal undershirt seemed a bit odd, Feng Xue still put on the Phantom of the Phantom of the Opera Set piece by piece.

The Boots of Silence, the Visage of Oath, and the Omni-Press Drive were all equipped. After Feng Xue hung the Bell of Absolution and the Storage Waist Bag on the side of the Driver belt, he finally draped the small blanket over himself.

The Unspeakable Rod-shaped Object was tucked into his sleeve, the Disassembly Madonna was hung at his waist along with the scabbard, the Blade of Suffocation was tied to his right arm, the Famous Spear Abe no Hirakiri Ya hung in front of his chest, and the huge Orca Pillow was carried on his back.

After Feng Xue carefully placed the last of the Gynomorphic Filter close to her body, he once again entered his peak state—only the art style was somewhat strange.

"We really need to unify our style." Feng Xue activated her power, but instead of the previous [Orca], she used [Hermit].

As the power took effect, the evening gown became ordinary casual wear, Abe no Hirakiri Ya became a DSLR camera, the Orca Pillow became a large Guitar Case, a pair of somewhat eye-catching green shoes became light-colored sneakers, and the flamboyant Kamen Rider belt became an ordinary metal buckle belt.

Even the grotesque, skull-like face of his, Visage of Oath, gradually shrank and transformed into a pair of ordinary frameless glasses. Strangely enough, even as glasses, their ability to conceal the wearer's identity still remained effective.

"If I hadn't discovered something fishy about Old Li, I wouldn't have realized that [Hermit] could also be used to disguise one's appearance. It's a pity it can't be used to fill jelly jars..."

Feng Xue looked at her reflection in the mirror with satisfaction, then pushed up her glasses with her index finger. She looked like an artsy young man with a camera hanging in front of her and a violin case slung over her shoulder. Perhaps because of the effect of her Visage of Oath, it was even a little hard to remember her face.

"Perfect!"

After looking at himself in the full-length mirror twice, Feng Xue was finally certain that there were no flaws. Of course, he didn't forget to repackage the Supernatural Tale Fire. However, this time, what was displayed was an ordinary yet perfectly Supernatural Tale Fire, and inside it was still the Ghost entry [Libra - Oath Keeper], which wasn't supermodel but wasn't to be Supernatural Tale Entry either.

At midnight, outside the Residential Area, the scene was much more desolate than last year.

Compared to the more than a thousand Weird Tale last year, there were only about a hundred "people" standing in front of the South Gate this time, but in terms of momentum, they were obviously stronger than last year.

"Is it because of the Real Worlder?" A slight realization dawned on Feng Xue's mind. The Hundred Tales relentlessly attacked the exchange groups of the Real Worlder in order to monopolize the market, and weren't those Weird Tale also meant to break the monopoly and protect the exchange groups?

In this situation, it's best if neither side escalates the conflict further; it's unlikely they'll easily withdraw their personnel.

So those who still come to participate in the challenge are either confident in their abilities or are simply individuals who have no right to a share of the pie... and of course, there are also those who aren't actually Weird Tale, but just people who come to rent doors.

"Five minutes until midnight. Please enter Weird Tale an orderly fashion..."

As dawn approached, the same female Weird Tale with the club-headed, frog-mouthed appearance from last time reappeared, beginning her annual narration.

However, the number of Weird Tale this year was only one-tenth of last year's, and they were mostly from seasoned veterans. Few people paid any attention to him; they just waited for the time to run out before heading towards the High Tower that represented power.

Feng Xue strolled leisurely among the crowd and entered the High Tower. However, having already tested the effect of his full-force punch in Pradamia, he didn't bully the guards this time. Instead, he went straight to the sixth floor and knocked on the Room Door according to the number.

He admitted that he deliberately chose this company this time, after all...

Last time, this busty woman almost didn't make it back in time, so he was thinking, what if this time...

"Snap!"

Well, Feng Xue's expectations were dashed.

Emerging from behind the door was the same busty woman with white hair and red eyes. This time, however, she wore a black bodysuit over a rust-red long trench coat, silver arm guards, and a short sword at her waist. Three pairs of expensive-looking earrings swayed gently on her elfin, slender ears.

Without a doubt, the other side has made thorough preparations this time!

Just as Feng Xue's slightly disappointed expression appeared, the busty girl revealed a fierce yet childlike look and roared loudly at Feng Xue--

"It's you again, you bastard! Still trying to get away with this? I'm going to beat the crap out of you this time! Challenge accepted!"

"Damn! How did you recognize me?!"

As Feng Xue was drawn into the challenge space, his expression changed slightly. His current appearance was, if not slightly different from before, completely different, not to mention the Visage of Oath that could conceal the wearer's face. How could the other party recognize him with just one glance?

"A vampire's sense of smell? Or some kind of tracking ability of Vampire Hunter? Or perhaps it's a mark left by a paladin?" Many thoughts flashed through Feng Xue's mind, but he didn't dwell on it too much. Instead, he drew out the Disassembly Madonna and waited for the countdown to end.

5.

4.

3.

2.

1!

The countdown reached zero, preparing for the barrier to dissipate, but Feng Xue's Arrow Protection did not sense any warning.

However, more surprising to Feng Xue than the fact that the other party had no means of ranged attack was that the purplish-red Absolution Mark still hung on her head!

"Damn, why didn't I see it before? Or is it because the Tower of Babel is Forbidden Weapons zone, so it wasn't showing up? If that's the case..."

Feng Xue's lips curled up slightly, and his body disappeared without warning. Even the instant he moved, the vampire big-breasted girl realized the seriousness of the situation, but the next moment, two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously behind her!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The famous gun, originally disguised as a camera, Abe no Hirakiri Ya spat out a large number of steel balls. But just when Feng Xue thought she could take it down with this despicable attack, the rust-red trench coat on the vampire big-breasted woman seemed to come alive. With a slight shake, it enveloped all the bullets.

"Tsk..." Feng Xue's attack missed, and he immediately retreated. At the same time, the Heavenly Sphere Star Shifting Technique was activated, and several lines of blood flashed across his original position, accompanied by several dangerous sounds in the air.

"I [beep--] you [beep--]!" Big-breasted girl shouted a string of words in her hometown dialect that would be censored if spoken aloud, while controlling a large number of blood streams to attack Feng Xue from all directions.

In Feng Xue's field of vision, the source of these blood lines seemed to be the black bodysuit that accentuated her figure. Although it was difficult to observe its properties precisely while she was constantly moving, Feng Xue had already caught the words [blood], [dominance], and [extraction].

It has to be said that the busty Daqidi, fully equipped with gear, is completely different from her almost naked appearance a year ago. But compared to a year ago, Feng Xue has also made a qualitative leap.

Thick fog enveloped the surroundings once again; the night was pitch black, the fog was thick and white, and there was a sharp... knife!

While both the Hermit and the Orca's powers can "modify textures," they are fundamentally different. The [Orca] power is something like "giving orca characteristics," while the [Hermit] power is something like "hiding the characteristics."

Therefore, the orca can imbue the jelly bottle with orca characteristics, turning it into an orca jelly bottle, but the Hermit can only turn the jelly bottle into a belt accessory.

However, in theory, [Martial God] can be used to fill jelly bottles, but Feng Xue mainly can't use it. Feng Xue doesn't dare to use the powerful Martial God, and even if she fills it with a weak Martial God, it will only be a grunt. Not to mention, using the Divine Power will also affect digestion efficiency.

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