Absolutely Insane 2

That was insane!

Fucking insane!

Leon felt that he didn't even need to keep drawing prizes. With the gear he had now, he could definitely make a name for himself over at Arkham!

That place might be full of talent and have a wholesome local culture, but Leon dared guarantee that if he got hurt on his first day and used that toothbrush in front of everyone—

The next day, he'd be full of energy, running around performing surgery on people. He'd walk right up and hit them with an anesthetic!

Just one time would be enough to ensure even Joker wouldn't dare mess with him.

After all, nobody there was mentally normal.

Like anyone's brain worked properly in the first place!

Besides, no one would casually offend a doctor who could save your life while whitening your skin, removing scars, giving you facial treatments, and performing plastic surgery, right?

"Keep going! Please welcome the next victim!"

"Huh? This really is... fate!" Leon opened the sixth box, and the item inside was extremely interesting!

[Demon Painter's Death Makeup]

Effect: Gain different abilities through different makeup styles. (Specific boosts depend on Intelligence.)

Skill Level: 1 (Unlocked makeup: Joker)

Note: Let's put a smile on that face!

Hmm...

There was no doubt about it.

This was the Joker Leon had just been mocking in his head.

Different makeup styles could grant different abilities?

What ability could Joker makeup give him? A ten-year cerebral thrombosis?

Batman wasn't here, so where was he supposed to find a bat-costumed weirdo with phlegm stuck in his throat?

"Looks like I'll need to run some tests." Leon said no, but his body was honest. He learned it immediately.

You could never have too many skills!

At worst, he'd go a little crazy. Leon wasn't afraid of that, and he wasn't just talking big.

He knew he wasn't exactly normal himself.

The seventh box.

Trash.

[Sweet-in-the-Heart Bun]

Grade: White

Quality: Perfect

Effect: Fills you up. Really fills you up.

Note: I'm not as pretty as you say I am~

"There it is!"

The white, perfect-quality junk Leon had been longing for!

Next dream-chaser!!!!!

[Falkher's Ring]

Grade: Blue

Quality: Ordinary

Effect: Evasion +1, All Attributes +2, Magic Defense +3, Physical Defense +4, Shooting Accuracy +5.

Note: A special-purpose special purpose has been changed into a special purpose.

Note 2: How do you find out a girl's ring size without her knowing?

1: Ask her ex-husband.

2: The hospital should be able to reattach it within two hours.

3: Just use this to look for it.

Leon: ...

His first blue item.

Was it strong?

Strong! Undeniably strong. Eight points across all attributes was directly equivalent to one and a half levels' worth of stat points, while seven points of defense rivaled a green piece of equipment. And...

"So there really are hidden attributes that aren't listed!" Leon seemed to have discovered one of the system's little secrets!

Now that was interesting. Since Leon could draw equipment that increased evasion and accuracy, what about other attributes?

Charm?

Luck?

And this was only a blue item. Above blue, there were still purple and gold.

Besides, if the system could treat certain attributes as hidden attributes and exclude them from the category of stats that could be allocated, then equipment grades weren't necessarily fixed either!

Leon was a rigorous person. These were all perfectly reasonable deductions.

"Good stuff, but that note..."

Just how special was that purpose?!

What the hell was this ring originally used for?! Even its name was suspicious as hell, okay?!!

He put it on anyway.

Damn, that felt good!

Heavens bless me! Buddha, God, Three Pure Ones, Four Imperial Deities, White Elephant, Blessed Life, Mysterious Yellow Heavenly Lord, bless me with something good!

Mysticism was the sort of thing where it existed if you believed in it and didn't if you didn't. Leon understood it perfectly well: twitching left eye meant wealth, heavens bless me. Twitching right eye meant disaster? Fuck that!

Next dream-chaser!

[Ding Family Horse-Cleaving Sword]

Grade: Green

Quality: Fine

Effect: Sharpness +2

Note: This man is my beloved friend, my sworn brother! (You'll have to pay more!)

Oh-ho!

A weapon!

"Th-this is familiar! Isn't this the long saber belonging to Ding Xiu, courtesy name Runcheng, title Pay-More Layman?!"

The long saber, wrapped in a specially made scabbard cover, was about as long as an ordinary eyebrow-height staff, only slightly shorter.

Standing upright on the ground, its hilt was nearly poking Leon in the mouth even with both hands gripping it. Based on Leon's height of 181 centimeters, the weapon was roughly 1.6 meters long.

"Good lord! Fucking good lord! It's a full sixty centimeters longer than Guo the Short!"

After removing the outer cloth cover, Leon gripped the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right, then drew the blade!

Against its overall dark exterior, the blade itself looked even more like shimmering silver and pale snow!

With a ringing clang, the great blade danced so fluidly that not a drop of water could—

Cough, cough! Wrong line!

Leon didn't know shit about saber techniques. What did something so high-class have to do with him?

He was just waving it around a little, testing the feel, getting a sense of the weight, and building some rapport with it.

If he actually tried to swing it properly, putting aside everything else, the basic conditions wouldn't allow it.

Leon's home wasn't big enough. There wasn't room to use it.

That was also this weapon's weakness. There was a reason people said an inch longer meant an inch stronger, but that principle wasn't useful everywhere.

Like narrow alleys, cramped rooms, forests...

Logically speaking, with Leon's current 19 Strength—including equipment—and 22 Agility, the melee weapon best suited to him really was this kind of long, heavy strength-based weapon.

Because of his exceptional physical ability, he could get the most out of weapons like this.

Leon had just tested it. Though this horse-cleaving sword was called a sword, its appearance was actually closer to a long saber. But whatever the system called it was what it was.

A sword was fine. Swords were good. A sword didn't put him at a disadvantage...

He was getting off track!

It wasn't actually easy for an ordinary person to use this sword. Its length was secondary; the more important factor was its weight. It definitely weighed seven or eight jin.

That was absolutely heavy for a weapon, and its length put its center of gravity farther forward, making it even harder to wield.

But Leon could hold it level one-handed.

He didn't have much technique when swinging it, but it really wasn't difficult for him.

With his lack of technique, a weapon like this could indeed maximize Leon's strengths.

"Not bad!"

He studied the blade beneath the sunlight by the window for a while but couldn't make out anything besides the fact that it was really sharp. If Hua Qiang used this thing to cut watermelons, he'd definitely chop the scale in half along with them!

Sharpness +2, my ass!

He sheathed the sword. Only because he was tall with long arms could he manage it; someone shorter wouldn't even be able to put it back without help!

All in all, this round of draws had been really good. He'd gotten plenty of good items, even blue equipment.

This system clearly wasn't made by Goose Factory. A ten-percent rate actually produced loot!

After drawing so many good things, Leon was satisfied. Even if his final draw gave him trash, he'd accept it.

A person couldn't be too greedy. Contentment brought happiness!

Nex... t... one...

"Ancestors above, lottery king, human koi, gods and Buddhas across the heavens, every big shot from ancient times to the present, both domestic and foreign, bless me!"

"Give—me—loot—!!!!!!!"

[Seven Wolves Belt]

Grade: White

Quality: Ordinary

Effect: Intimidation against bratty children +5

Note: Please give your child a complete childhood.

Leon: "Fuck, that's insane!"