I Have Master-Level Skills!

"Starry Sky Flight Equipment!"

His action once again drew the attention of most of the crowd.

"What's he doing here?"

"Flight equipment? Is that something ordinary people can play with? These aren't some low-end drones."

"This is real high-altitude flight equipment and parachutes. Without hundreds of hours of training and a fortune invested, there's no way to master it."

"I remember he's just an orphan, isn't he? Even his school fees were covered by the orphanage. What's he going to use to take up such a high-end sport?"

"Maybe he dreamed of doing it before, and now he wants to go in and steal something?"

"It's possible. I think it's more likely he wants to go in and smash the place up."

Ye Jin's unexpected action instantly stirred their contrarian instincts.

They all began to mock him.

Their own countries' contestants had just embarrassed themselves in front of the whole world, and even they felt they had lost face.

Now Ye Jin had finally done something they couldn't understand, giving them hope.

Seven out of eight contestants had made fools of themselves, so why should you alone stand apart from the crowd?

Once seven people had performed poorly, the better the remaining one performed, the more it became an original sin.

The Nine Domains Nation viewers were also scratching their heads.

They all spoke up in his defense.

"Ye Jin is just going in to look around. Is there any need for all that sneering and sarcasm?"

"You think everyone's like you, behaving like a bunch of bandits?"

They watched Ye Jin closely, even more nervous than he was.

Some people's palms had even begun to sweat.

Their hearts were in their throats.

Ye Jin gradually calmed down, and a surge of energy even welled up inside him, urging him to first take on a sport he had never dared dream of trying before.

Wingsuit flying!

In any case, he might be the only person left in the world now, and no one needed to understand whatever crazy things he did.

Besides, he wanted to know whether he could possess every talent.

That was the key to defending his home planet.

If he couldn't even manage something as simple as wingsuit flying, how could he talk about what came after?

He walked over to the wingsuits and sat down.

A wingsuit flying video was playing in front of him.

One death-defying flight after another, one perilous maneuver after another, through forests, canyons and cliffs; every mistake was a challenge to life itself.

His actions baffled viewers around the world.

What on earth was he doing?

You didn't steal, rob, or destroy anything. Instead, you sat there watching a video.

Are you sick in the head?

"What's he watching? What's so good about it?"

"I suspect he's gone mad. The blow was too much for him, and he's developed schizophrenia."

"This is fucking boring. I came in all excited with my pants down, and this is what you show me? Who are you looking down on?"

"Get moving! Tear everything in front of you to shreds, smash it all up, then start a fire and burn this place to the ground. That's what you should be doing."

Viewers from countries around the world had eyes that were practically turning red.

They wished they could rush in and help him carry out every extreme act themselves.

Ye Jin remained as unmoving as a mountain and silently watched the entire video.

"Ding. Learn the wingsuit flying skill? Spend fifty Talent Points to raise your skill talent to master level."

Ye Jin's eyes lit up.

Sure enough, it worked.

He really could use his Talent Points.

"Learn the wingsuit flying skill!"

"Ding. Talent Points reduced by fifty. Remaining Talent Points: four hundred and fifty."

"Ding. New skill acquired: Master-Level Wingsuit Flying."

An electronic notification sounded in his mind.

Immediately afterward, an astonishing amount of information flooded his mind, merging with his past experiences and becoming part of his muscle memory.

This was true integration.

Not indoctrination.

Every question he had about wingsuit flying became clear in an instant. His mind cleared, and he knew all the information like the palm of his hand.

He watched the video again and found countless flaws in the person's performance.

If he did it, he could do it more perfectly and with greater difficulty.

So... after checking the price tag, he packed it into his backpack.

Once he had packed it, he also took a parachute.

The moment he did so, viewers all over the world erupted.

"What's he taking those things for? Does he actually think he can do it?"

"Hehehe, his true nature has finally come out, hasn't it? All that composure before was an act."

"Finally started stealing, has he? I don't see how he's any different from those other observers."

However... after Ye Jin picked up the things,

he walked to the entrance and took out his phone.

He opened the payment page, scanned the code and paid.

His phone had been specially modified. Although it couldn't receive news from the outside world, it could still make mobile payments over the network.

After completing the payment,

he wondered whether what he had just done seemed a little unnecessary.

After all, everyone in the world had disappeared!

But if he didn't pay, he couldn't live with his conscience.

Viewers from countries around the world were at a loss for words.

"What's he doing with his phone? Taking a picture of that piece of paper?"

"Hehehe, he didn't even take out a credit card, yet he really thinks he's paying!"

"Sure enough, he's a thief. I bet he doesn't have that much cash in his bag. It's different in our country; we can just use credit cards. So convenient."

Looking at these comments,

the people of Nine Domain hardly knew what to say.

Has the internet not reached your village yet?

You haven't even heard of mobile payments?

You're still stuck in the credit card era, while we can travel the world with just a phone. We don't even need a phone; we can pay every bill with just our faces.

"The person above is killing me. That's a mobile payment, got it? If you're ignorant, don't come out here and make people sick."

"You don't even know about mobile payments, and you still have the nerve to mock someone else? Look it up online. He paid for it. You think everyone's like you?"

"Hehehe. Those are the only three syllables I have for you."

Ye Jin carried a bag of things, finding it rather heavy and inconvenient.

He turned his head and saw a secondhand car market nearby.

So he turned and went inside.

Looking at the dazzling array of secondhand cars, he glanced this way and that, unsure which to choose.

There were countless luxury cars out on the streets.

But he still felt he should live by the rules.

There wasn't much money left in his account, so as soon as he entered, he set his sights on... a Wuling Hongguang sitting in the corner.

The Wuling Hongguang... forever the GOAT!

It had plenty of room, could carry people and cargo, could race, and was easy to repair and convenient to use.

It could be called the AK-47 of weapons.

The Nokia of phones.

It could take a beating and keep on going.

It was simply his undisputed best-value choice.

Besides, it wasn't as if he had never driven one before. The familiar feel would make him even more nostalgic.

Five thousand three hundred yuan.

A tenth-hand Wuling Hongguang.

Once again, he scanned the code and paid.

"Ding. Learn the driving skill? Spend twenty Talent Points to raise your skill talent to master level."

"Learn!"

"Ding. Talent Points reduced by twenty. Remaining Talent Points: four hundred and thirteen-ten."

"Ding. New skill acquired: Master-Level Driving Skill."