Luxurious Seven Consecutive Draws

"No, why is this mod so awesome?"

Feeling the space that appeared out of nowhere in his mind, Fang Mo was clearly a little stunned. This was the first time he had encountered a mod that could directly affect his own body.

After all, other mods worked directly on Steve.

But on second thought, it made sense. Since his body had been digitized, it was probably normal for him to occasionally load a mod like Steve.

Fang Mo even suspected that if he drew mods like "Upload Skin," "Custom Steve," or "Character Beautification" in the future, would his own body be affected accordingly? If so, that would be really interesting. Would he become like Mystique, able to change his form at will?

But that was all in the future.

What attracted Fang Mo the most right now was the space that had appeared out of nowhere in his mind.

As everyone knew, Steve's default backpack was in the classic game style, divided into many small slots, with each slot able to hold a stack of items.

However, the space in Fang Mo's mind wasn't like that at all.

If he had to describe it, it was less like a game backpack and more like a storage space mentioned in novels.

But the problem now was...

Fang Mo couldn't quite figure out how to put things into it.

After leaving Loki's dungeon, Fang Mo quickly returned to his temporary residence in Asgard. He casually picked up a candlestick from beside the bed, intending to put it into the storage space.

However, he had been staring at the candlestick for a long time, and it hadn't been successfully stored in the space.

So Fang Mo was a bit confused.

"Could it be that my concentration isn't enough?"

Fang Mo frowned.

Before his transmigration, he often read novels. In most Xianxia or Xuanhuan worlds, to put items into a space ring, one usually had to focus their consciousness on the item and imagine it being stored.

Thinking of this, Fang Mo tentatively pressed the candlestick against his forehead, wondering if this would help him concentrate better. "Listen, hurry up and get in there..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Mo felt his hand go loose.

More than half of the candlestick had entered his head without any obstruction.

"Uh..."

Fang Mo was stunned by the current situation.

His posture was very awkward. He was sitting cross-legged on the bed, his hands tightly gripping the base of the candlestick, while the entire upper half of the candlestick was completely submerged in the center of his forehead, as if he were performing some bizarre trick.

But the problem was that Fang Mo didn't feel any resistance at all, as if the candlestick hadn't entered his head at all.

"This works too?"

Seeing this incredibly absurd scene, Fang Mo himself was shocked.

He had to admit, the current situation was indeed a bit strange. Fortunately, his body had been digitized, so Fang Mo wasn't very nervous at the moment. Instead, he marveled, "It can even fit something this big. It seems my imagination is truly extraordinary."

With a slight effort, Fang Mo pushed the entire candlestick into his head. Immediately, a candlestick appeared in his consciousness.

When he wanted to take it out, he simply touched his forehead, quickly grabbed a handle, and pulled hard. The entire candlestick reappeared in his hand.

Fang Mo then acted like he had found a new toy, playing with it back and forth with great enjoyment.

Soon, he understood the principle behind it.

First of all, this storage space didn't store items through the forehead.

In fact, Fang Mo discovered that as long as something touched his body, and he wished to store it, that item would be placed into the storage space.

At the same time, he could retrieve items from it through any part of his body, whether it was his palm, chest, back, or even his crotch. There was no need to put things in through his forehead every time, which would seem quite foolish.

"So this is the legendary 'backdoor backpack' exclusive to battlefield players?"

After figuring out the principle, Fang Mo couldn't help but joke. Then, he casually put the Cleaver beside him into the storage space.

This storage space wasn't very large, about two meters square, but it was enough for Fang Mo.

After spending a little time organizing his miscellaneous items into the storage space, Fang Mo began to get down to business.

That is, opening lucky blocks.

For Fang Mo, Asgard was truly a blessed land.

After all, this place provided so many mods.

Previously, in the Asgard Treasury, he had unlocked Thermal Expansion and Tinkers' Construct Expansion. In the underground tomb, he had unlocked Unified Engineering. By digging near the Bifrost, he had unlocked the Light Bridge and Doors. The Gaia Grimoire was given by monsters in the forest. At the banquet, he accidentally triggered Pam's HarvestCraft More Drinks Addon. And Loki had given him the Extra Large Backpack.

In just a few days, Fang Mo had unlocked a total of seven mods in Asgard.

Although Fang Mo couldn't understand some of these mods, like Thermal Expansion and the drinks addon, at least they could give him more lucky blocks.

After waiting for these past few days, these mods were almost all downloaded.

Steve's backpack now contained seven lucky blocks.

Considering that the last time he unlocked the Tinkers' Alloy Expansion mod on Earth, Fang Mo had drawn something as useless as a mineral magnet in front of Nick Fury, the ultimate unlucky person.

Fang Mo felt he needed to be more cautious this time, at least ensuring that there were no extremely unlucky people around him.

For example, Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard.

However, this was within Asgard's inner realm. Heimdall, the gatekeeper, usually guarded the Bifrost year-round, so he shouldn't be coming around here. Fang Mo felt a bit relieved.

Afterward, he specifically bathed and burned incense, changed into a new set of clothes from Asgard, and finally chose a spot with the best feng shui. He carefully confirmed once more if there were any unlucky individuals nearby.

After ensuring everything was foolproof, Fang Mo had Steve take out the lucky blocks.

"A luxurious seven consecutive draws..."

Fang Mo looked at the seven lucky blocks in Steve's inventory, feeling a faint excitement within him.

Even if his luck was bad, this was a full seven consecutive draws. Even in gacha games, you'd at least get a guaranteed item or something, right?

Thinking this, Fang Mo took a deep breath.

He directly controlled Steve to open the first lucky block.

The next second, a white light flashed, and a black and purple ring appeared out of thin air in Steve's hand.

"Holy crap!!!"