Fourth Card Draw

Before those cultists heard the noise and came rushing over, they left the cave, leaving behind only the corpses of many of their comrades.

Just thinking about their expressions made Lin En want to laugh. Heh heh heh.

Fighting villains in a villainous way—two negatives made a positive. That made them the good guys. Nothing wrong with that.ദ്ദി˶•̀֊•́)✧

They would go again later.

They specifically looked for the outer patrols, stragglers, and guards stationed outside.

They would lure dozens more over, blow them up again, and hack down another group.

They could even search the corpses afterward.

Ever since Lin En had stolen all their supplies last time, many cultists had taken to carrying supplies on them. Wasn't that just making things cheaper for them?

Heh heh heh.

They killed many Chaos Cultists until, eventually, the Chaos Cultists grew wary and stopped acting alone.

Whenever Lin En went to provoke them, they all came charging out.

Hey, they had learned to think.

How terrifying. They had forced Khorne's followers to grow brains.

They tried several more times, but couldn't find an opportunity.

The cultists weren't falling for it anymore.

Lin En and the others discussed what to do.

They had seized some supplies over the past few days, but they still didn't really have enough.

"The cultists have gotten clever."

"What do we do if they don't split up? We can't beat that many of them."

Lin En raised his head. "Hey, actually, I have an idea."

"Go on."

Since they were willing to all rush out, then they should all rush out.

When they all chased Lin En out, the camp would be empty. Iron Hammer and Cecilia could circle around through another passage, carry away all their supplies, and leave.

"Right!"

Iron Hammer and Cecilia smacked their palms with their fists, realizing they had been thinking too narrowly.

A thief never left empty-handed!... Ah, no, after provoking them so much, they couldn't possibly come away with nothing, right?

Want to save your lives? Then hand over the supplies!

They got to work at once.

Lin En was responsible for luring the tiger away from the mountain, while Iron Hammer and Cecilia took the opportunity to rob the cultists' entire home and steal all their supplies.

Heh heh heh.

They filled two burlap sacks with supplies. There was enough dried food for three people to eat for half a month and enough water to last ten days.

Iron Hammer also took all the cultists' Psychic Focusers, removed all the Warp Crystals inside them, and stuffed them into his pockets.

Spoils of war. It was all spoils of war.

The cultists who failed to catch Lin En that day let out even louder screams when they returned.

It was just a shame they couldn't wipe them all out.

They refused to give up and tried several more times afterward, but those cultists had truly learned to be afraid. They no longer took the bait, and even after losing their supplies, they absolutely refused to split up.

They simply couldn't find an opportunity.

Their supplies were already sufficient, anyway.

So they prepared to leave.

The two burlap sacks were placed on the ground, with dried food, protein bars, and water pouches piled up into a heap.

Iron Hammer counted while Cecilia stood beside him.

Counting moneying.

"That's enough, that's enough. We have enough supplies to eat until we leave this planet."

The supplies were packed back into the burlap sacks, and Cecilia hoisted them onto her shoulder with her power armor.

They set off for the exit.

Lin En raised his flashlight, and they swaggered away from the vicinity of the cultists' lair!

Toward the vast new world! Set off!

As long as he could get out, one day he would draw Throne Liberation!

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As they continued on, the ceiling of the passage began to rise. They went from bending over to lowering their heads, from lowering their heads to walking upright, and from walking upright to looking up.

Lin En craned his neck to look. The light in his palm couldn't reach the top of the cave—the ceiling was too far away.

Further on, the cavern became as large as a soccer field.

Wow, this underground world really had something to it.

Iron Hammer suddenly stopped. He raised one hand, signaling everyone to halt.

Cecilia and Lin En's hearts both skipped a beat. Thinking there were cultists nearby, they hurriedly crouched down, switched off the flashlight, and pricked up their ears to listen.

But the passage was quiet. There were no footsteps.

Lin En and Cecilia both looked at Iron Hammer.

Iron Hammer was just as confused. "What is it? What is it? What happened? Why did you turn off the light?"

"Weren't you the one who told us to stop?!"

"I never said there was danger! I wanted to say that we were almost at the surface!" Iron Hammer blinked innocently.

Sheesh, that brat startled everyone over nothing.

Lin En shook his fist at Iron Hammer.

Still, reaching the surface really was something worth celebrating.

They had been underground for so long they were about to turn into Gollum!

Lin En turned the light back on and shone it ahead.

The passage continued forward. The stone walls had changed from the dark red stone around the cultist camp to dry gray stone.

Green plants occasionally grew from cracks in the stone walls. There was moss, along with tiny, round blades of grass.

Wow—

Lin En and Iron Hammer crouched down at the same time and touched the tender green blades of grass.

They were soft and cool. They bent at the slightest touch of a finger, alive yet resilient.

As they neared the exit, their backs no longer ached and their legs no longer hurt. Even walking felt more energetic.

The passage grew brighter and brighter. At last, a bright patch of light appeared ahead.

It was daylight shining through the exit.

The air near the exit had changed too. It was clean wind carrying the scent of earth.

They had arrived.

Cecilia stood at the front, her slit pupils fixed on the light outside the cave.

Iron Hammer removed his gas mask and hung it from his belt, then took a deep breath.

Ah—it was the air outside.

Lin En looked at the daylight outside and suddenly remembered something.

He could draw a card once every fifteen days. The last time he had drawn one was when Cecilia left and he was being chased by the Chaos Cultists. He had drawn Danger Sense then.

More than twenty days had passed since then—almost a month—and he had completely forgotten that he could draw another card.

He had really gotten carried away. He wasn't even enthusiastic about drawing cards anymore.

"System bro!!!"

[I'm here, host. What is it?]

"Why didn't you remind me to draw a card? Were you trying to swallow one of my draws?"

The system showed no shame.

[The host isn't enthusiastic about it himself. Why expect the system to be enthusiastic?]

"..." He was in the wrong. Forget it.

"Fifteen days have passed. I want to draw a new card!!!"

The system readily complied.

[Of course.]

The roulette wheel appeared again.

The pointer began to spin.

It whirred past white, green, blue, purple, gold, and multicolored—

Lin En stared intently at the pointer.

Combat skill, combat skill, combat skill, combat skill—

The pointer slowed down.

"Stop!!!"

White, green, blue.

The pointer wavered between blue and purple, then stopped on blue.

[Congratulations, host. You obtained the trait: Stamina Enhancement]

[Level: Blue (Rare)]

[Effect: Passive skill. The host's stamina, endurance, and carrying capacity have all been comprehensively enhanced. The specific increase is approximately fifty percent.]

[Note: You aren't a super-soldier, but you're a little stronger than an ordinary mortal now. Just a little. Only a little.]

"..."

[...]

Lin En raised his eyes and looked up at the sky.

There was no surprise.

It was utterly ordinary.

He really wanted a combat skill.

But this was actually fine, too. Although it wasn't a combat skill yet, it still counted as a physical enhancement.

Fifty percent more stamina, fifty percent more endurance, and fifty percent more carrying capacity. He was stronger than before, which should count as an increase to his combat power.

But he still really wanted a combat skill!! (｡•́︿•̀｡)

Waaah.