Master Flying Dagger Technique

The host's work-related dating approach had achieved an unexpected effect, forming a deeper bond with a Type B girl and granting an additional reward.

The host had received a skill reward: Flying Dagger Technique (Master Level)

Having finished tonight's date, Lin Yuan had just returned to his residence when he received the reward issued by the system.

That worked too?

No mission issued beforehand, and it just forcibly stuffed a skill reward into me afterward?

This system truly left Lin Yuan speechless. It was stingy and miserly when handing out attributes. Unless he risked his life completing dangerous action scenes, it would never give him attributes.

Although his innate physical limits were not particularly high, the system had given him hope of breaking through his potential—as long as he was willing to complete missions.

Yet when it came to tempting him into interacting with girls, the system pulled no punches and spared no expense.

It was determined to guide him down the path of becoming a playboy.

As he mastered the Master Flying Dagger Technique, that familiar sensation surged up once more.

Another memory of more than thirty years spent painstakingly practicing throwing daggers appeared out of nowhere in Lin Yuan's mind.

In those memories, he had begun handling and training with throwing daggers from a young age.

After years of relentless practice, his heart, hand, and eye had finally become one, with no barrier between them.

The instant his intent rose, his gaze locked onto the target. His hand moved like lightning, never missing.

But he had not been satisfied with that, nor had he relaxed because of it. Instead, he continued refining his dagger skills.

Day after day passed, and through repeated tempering, his dagger technique shed every unnecessary impurity and became ever more refined.

Then one day, he knew he had reached the realm of a master.

The Master Flying Dagger Technique was likewise peerless in the world, worthy of being called a divine skill.

At the end of the memory, Lin Yuan stood in a rain-soaked night swept by fierce winds.

Sixty meters away from him, a large red lantern encased in a windproof cover swayed in the gale.

Fierce wind, torrential rain, poor visibility, a swinging lantern...

None of those disadvantages could shake his confidence.

With a sharp swing of his right hand, the three throwing daggers clasped in his palm shot forth.

Three graceful arcs shattered countless raindrops in the curtain of rain, carving through the air in sprays of mist.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The three daggers struck the target from different angles at the same time, slicing the large red lantern into several pieces. Their power was astonishing.

As the lantern shattered, all light vanished from the rainy night, and he fell into darkness.

When Lin Yuan's eyes lit up again, he had already withdrawn from that memory.

"Isn't this skill a little too overpowered?" The delight on Lin Yuan's face was impossible to suppress.

As expected of something produced by the system—it had to be top-notch.

But this throwing dagger skill was ridiculously IMBA.

The Master Swordsmanship Lin Yuan had previously acquired was certainly powerful, but outside a filming set, it was not very useful in everyday life.

He could use Master Swordsmanship for performances, but it was difficult to use for self-defense.

It was not as though he could carry a longsword with him every time he went out.

If he were suddenly attacked by a bad guy, he might be able to make use of his swordsmanship if he found a stick by the roadside.

But if there was nothing at hand, even a swordsmanship master like him could only helplessly endure it.

Master Flying Daggers, however, were entirely different.

First, throwing daggers were extremely easy to conceal, which meant Lin Yuan could hide several on himself for protection without attracting attention.

Second, Lin Yuan's throwing range was absurdly outrageous.

An ordinary handgun was said to have an effective killing range of fifty meters, but in reality, achieving any degree of accuracy at thirty meters required long-term training.

For an ordinary person, once the target was more than ten meters away, handgun accuracy became painfully poor.

Yet Lin Yuan could throw three daggers at once from more than sixty meters away on a rainy night and hit moving targets...

That meant carrying several throwing daggers gave him lethality and range comparable to an assault rifle.

A weapon gained strength with every inch of length, so in terms of pure lethality, Master Swordsmanship without fantasy elements like sword qi was far inferior to Master Flying Daggers.

Public safety in America was not very good. If Lin Yuan ran into a thug on the street who pulled out a gun, the old Lin Yuan could only have covered his head and fled for his life.

Now that he had the Master Flying Dagger Technique, his safety was greatly assured.

The system was seriously amazing!

Lin Yuan was in an excellent mood at that moment.

However, the system's rewards were not over yet.

The host had established an intimate connection with a Type B girl. Reward: the upper limit of one attribute may be broken through.

Lin Yuan had just been complaining, and now it was rewarding him with a limit breakthrough?

His bond with Liu Yifei had deepened again tonight. Did that mean they had successfully established an intimate relationship?

Lin Yuan had originally thought an intimate relationship meant doing something only adults could do, but apparently the requirements were not that strict.

Breaking through an attribute limit meant Lin Yuan could raise one of the three major attributes—strength, agility, and constitution—beyond 15.

Lin Yuan was also curious about just how far his physical abilities could develop in the future if he kept stacking attributes.

But only one attribute could break through its limit?

What about afterward? How would the other two break through their limits?

Could it be that he needed to establish intimate relationships with girls of other types as well?

Thinking of the system's definition of an intimate relationship, which seemed quite easy to fulfill, Lin Yuan understood at once.

Because intimate relationships were not too difficult to establish, the system could push him faster into forming intimate relationships with more girls of different types.

This scumbag system is trying to corrupt me!

Lin Yuan only grumbled a little. At present, all his attention was focused on how to make Jurassic Park 3 well.

Director Cohen had staked his connections on this film, and Mr. Eisen had tested him. Only then had he managed to secure the leading role with great difficulty.

If its box office performance failed, every film company would label him a failure, and it would be difficult for him to get another chance to prove himself.

At the same time, Jurassic Park 3 was tied to whether he could complete the mission given by the system.

Mission, First Stage: Star in a Hollywood film and surpass The Mummy Returns in worldwide box office revenue.

Lin Yuan had now successfully secured the lead role in Jurassic Park 3. The next step was to surpass The Mummy Returns at the box office.

Knowing that The Mummy Returns would earn 443 million dollars worldwide and rank seventh for the year, Lin Yuan could not possibly feel no pressure.

Director Sommers's contemptuous expression surfaced in Lin Yuan's mind again.

"How could my film possibly have a Chinese actor as its lead?"

"I'd rather use a Black actor than consider a Chinese one!"

This was not merely an insult toward Lin Yuan alone. Director Sommers's discrimination was far from an isolated case.

Lin Yuan knew he was facing a towering wall of prejudice.

It was so solid that it appeared unbreakable.

Yet even a thousand-mile dike could be destroyed by an ant hole. To tear down that wall, he only needed to find a breakthrough and keep widening it. Eventually, he would succeed.

Jurassic Park 3 carried far too much on its shoulders.

And Lin Yuan would join the production and begin filming tomorrow.