"I damn Che Guevara..."
After realizing just how absurd this mod was, Fang Mo could barely hold it together.
"Fang Mo?"
Thor, however, was completely baffled. "What is Che Guevara? Is your new ability forcibly taking off other people's pants?"
"It doesn't necessarily have to be pants."
Fang Mo shook his head. He was quite interested in this new ability too, so rather than explain anything further to Thor, he looked up and started searching for another victim.
Very quickly, Fang Mo locked onto a scavenger carrying an old-fashioned hand crossbow.
After setting his sights on him, Fang Mo walked straight over without another word. He smoothly circled behind the man, raised his hand, and expertly activated the pickpocket mod's function.
As the mod ability activated—
Countless things surfaced in Fang Mo's mind once more.
It was an abstract sensation impossible to describe with words. But if he had to give an example... it was as though an enormous shopping mall had suddenly appeared out of thin air in Fang Mo's mind. Its scale was unimaginably vast, and it displayed countless abstract goods beyond description.
The items near the mall entrance were relatively easy to understand.
Things like hand crossbows, clothes, pants, masks, hair, internal organs, bones, or memories.
But the farther inward he explored, the more absurd and bizarre the merchandise became—strength, lifespan, souls, talent, luck, emotions...
Beyond those, Fang Mo even saw stranger and more abstract things: skin color, taste, sexual preferences, nicotine addiction, antibodies, gender, race, bloodline. The shelves were packed with every kind of product imaginable, dazzling and bewildering Fang Mo for a moment.
Out of curiosity—
He first selected the hand crossbow with his mind.
The very next second, the scavenger's hand crossbow vanished into thin air and appeared in Fang Mo's hand.
In that