Zeng Anmin's gaze was calm.
There was not the slightest ripple in his heart.
He stared at the Golden Finger panel, a faint smile playing between his brows.
(Silver) Ready to Depart: Martial Arts Level increased by two ranks, then drops five ranks after three days
This first entry was exceedingly tempting.
His current Martial Arts Realm was Third Rank.
Rising two ranks in a row would make him First Rank. With the boost of High-End Power, he would be a Martial God!
But dropping five ranks after three days...
Third Rank dropping five ranks... Eighth Rank?
Did that mean the Martial Arts Level he had painstakingly cultivated would return to square one on the spot?
And more importantly, there was nothing happening right now!!
If Taotie appeared now, he would not waste so much breath. He would charge straight in and start fighting.
In these relatively peaceful days, choosing this would not be the same as destroying his own foundation?
After considering it briefly, Zeng Anmin chose to ignore it.
The next one was (Silver) Silver Tyrant Body: Your body becomes more resilient.
"This one is pretty good."
Zeng Anmin raised his brows. No matter how much resilience it added, at the very least, it looked the most useful to him among these three.
After all, (Silver) Take Flight: Flight speed increased by ten percent was truly of no use to him. His strongest speed now was actually the Power of Space.
Having made up his mind, he no longer hesitated. After silently reciting it in his heart, the Silver Tyrant Body entry appeared on the panel.
"Whew~"
"This is..."
Zeng Anmin felt something leap within his Sea of Consciousness.
He immersed himself in it.
There, he saw a giant standing tall enough to prop up heaven