The Fifth Mission World

With his relationship with his ex-girlfriend temporarily over, Russell was annoyed with himself for not being decisive enough, for things had become a tangled mess. But life had to go on. Having acquired a system that allowed him to travel through countless worlds, he decided to take things one step at a time and let things take their course with his emotions.

The focus now is on planning for the future. In order to increase his chances of survival, Russell reluctantly gave up his daily routine of playing mahjong. Apart from drinking a cup of goji berries every day for health, he spends most of his time watching movies and reading novels.

To this end, I bought several hard drives and frantically downloaded all sorts of movies. I stayed home all day, only charging my devices. Currently, I'm focusing on movies; TV series, novels, anime, and games are too time-consuming. Watching one TV series takes as long as watching ten movies. I'd only watch long, tedious TV series if I were desperate.

During this time, Russell searched for information about Witch online, and a movie called 'The Nameless Female Corpse' was quickly found. After watching only a few clips, he was already certain that the Nameless Female Corpse in the movie was the Witch he had encountered, and the ability to induce hallucinations was exactly the same.

At the same time, he became even more convinced of his choice, focusing his attention on science fiction, fantasy, and horror films. With his current abilities, he could handle action and gunfight films with ease, as long as they didn't involve the mysterious or supernatural. He didn't need to know the plot; he could just brute force his way through.

Russell was so confident because he had inherited a lot from the Witch's memories and his control over Magic Power was improving day by day. If magicians really had levels, he was already... well, he was still a magic apprentice.

Being a magic apprentice is quite impressive. Although it doesn't lead to instant success or significantly improve one's potential, it plays a crucial supporting role in actual combat, unlike strength, physical attributes, and intelligence, which can be directly quantified.

Magic is a very mysterious subject. The more you understand it, the more you realize your own ignorance. Like science, it is endless and has no end.

Russell was very fortunate to have met the Witch. He was truly grateful that she had opened a door to endless possibilities for him, allowing him to no longer be confused about which path to take in the future.

If there is any shortcoming, it is probably that the Witch's spiritual fragments are too scattered, with many missing pieces, and the parts that have been obtained must be carefully sorted out. Just like science, the study of magic must be approached with a rigorous and objective attitude; a careless mind will only invite death.

In addition, Russell carefully inquired about the function of each card, as only with thorough preparation could each card be used effectively.

Terminator's Sunglasses, as the name suggests, are sunglasses, not the quirky five-pointed star shape, but exuding a tough, masculine vibe. Besides blocking or absorbing some light to reduce eye strain, Terminator's Sunglasses also offer enhanced protection.

This is likely because the Ultimate Nullifier is inherently invulnerable to bullets and blades, so his sunglasses also possess a similar property, however...

"What good are sunglasses if they only increase defense?"

Russell put on the sunglasses. Although he knew that half of the items the system gave out were terrible, he still couldn't help but curse. If the item's bonus attributes didn't apply to the wearer, wouldn't these sunglasses only be good for looking cool?

"Uncle Luo's father, that's how it's set up..."

Seeing Russell's unfriendly gaze, the system hurriedly explained, because it always felt a little unsure of itself when it spoke, due to the fact that it was always getting beaten up.

"Well... Sister Juice, the smell is refreshing and the taste is good for longevity, but I always feel like it's just third-rate advertising rhetoric."

Upon hearing this question, the system immediately perked up. "Sister Juice is amazing! The name sounds erotic, and the taste isn't great, but it can replenish blood. No matter how severe the injury, one bottle will instantly revive you. How about that? Isn't it super amazing?"

Russell was exasperated. "If that's the case, why not just call it 'Red Bottle'? How could I possibly drink something with such a terrible name?"

"Hey-hey..."

The system chuckled twice, thinking, "Pre-ordering is really tempting. I'm just waiting for Russell to abandon all his principles."

The malice was too obvious, so Russell decisively punched the system in the face and continued to ask the system, which was rolling on the ground, "Can the Ring of the Goddess of Fortune be retrieved?"

The system covered its face, blood dripping from its nose through its fingers, and feigned weakness as it said, "Uncle Luo, why did you take it back? Wasn't it already given away?"

"Although she acted like she didn't care, but..." Russell's eyes suddenly deepened. "She's very stubborn. If I don't agree, she will never take my things, not even a real engagement ring."

The system looked completely bewildered. "Huh? What do you mean?"

"Literally, I think she's seen the Ring of the Goddess of Fortune..."

"Impossible! This is a product of the system; there are no branches!"

Russell glanced at the system: "Why not? You're not the only system in the world."

The system was momentarily speechless; it really made sense. It forced itself to ask, "Uncle Luo, why didn't you expose her back then, that little bitch..."

Rumble!!!

Like a bolt of lightning from nowhere, the system was struck by Lightning Chain that appeared out of nowhere and reduced to ashes. It took quite a while for the ashes to reform into a human shape.

"She has her reasons for not saying it, and I won't expose her. I'll just pretend I don't know. People outside the cage laugh at those inside, but they don't know that the real prison is outside the cage. Isn't that interesting?" Russell stroked the system dog's head. "Of course, this is just speculation. Maybe she's changed her mind."

Damn it, do you have some misunderstanding about the saying "don't expose people's hardships"?

What a hypocrite! He says he dislikes her, but he still likes her. Otherwise, why would he have attacked me?

"You stupid dog, are you talking bad about me?"

"I wouldn't dare!" The system smiled on the surface, but cursed inwardly.

"If you don't dare, then you're thinking about it!"

System:"..."

I get it, you really don't understand how tough life is. Also, if you want to beat me up, just say so, no need to beat around the bush and make excuses.

A month passed in a blur. This time, the time interval between world travels was rather long, but Russell didn't ask any questions. He focused on sorting out the basic magic in his memory. With the Witch's training experience, his progress was visible to the naked eye, and he was growing every day.

[Bite!]

[Attention, Host! The fifth mission world is about to begin. Ten-minute countdown has started. Please prepare!]

"Uncle Luo, we've detected a new world node!"

Russell got up and took out a backpack from the closet: an M9 pistol, Desert Eagle Almighty, a digital camera, and sunglasses from the computer desk. The two pistols served the same purpose, but it was better to have an extra one just in case. As for the digital camera, it didn't seem very useful, but what if it was from the Marvel Universe?

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Russell suddenly found himself standing on a balcony.

Outside the balcony lies a quiet street lined with detached villas, sunlight filtering through the trees and casting dappled shadows. The air is fresh, the climate pleasant; if it weren't on the outskirts of the city, it would be a town far removed from any major metropolis.

There was no one in the room, or rather, Russell was the owner of the room. He picked up the card on the table and looked at it. It was an English transfer application notice, stamped with an official seal, indicating that it had been approved.

"Senior...12th grade, a senior high school student who will be going to college soon..." Russell opened the drawer, and there were M9 and other items, as well as Driver's License.

"Very good, your identity is clear this time, no need to look for where you live anymore. However, it's a bit embarrassing to always say you're over 18, don't do it again!"