Chapter 50 Inventory, Divine-level Skill Acquired!

Wang Chen returned home and gazed at the empty little room. He sat at the edge of his bed, lost in thought for a while, aimless and adrift. Then, he slapped his own face. “Pull yourself together. What is this, really?” he muttered. “I need to keep myself busy, distract my mind a bit.”

He summoned the panel and checked the rewards he’d received for completing the hidden quest.

[Goddess of the Fairies’ Ring of Life (Legendary)]
[Type: Accessory]
[Level Requirement: Level 10]
[Effect: Constitution stat increases with the wearer’s level, the increase being twenty percent of the current value]
[Durability: 1000/1000]
[Attached Skill: Life Space, can be used to breed living beasts]

Huh? What is this?

For a moment, Wang Chen thought his eyes were deceiving him—Legendary equipment! Stats increase proportionally! Can contain living beasts!

He slipped the Ring of Life onto his finger and tried to enter the Life Space. A dazzling light flashed across the face of the ring, forcing Wang Chen to close his eyes. When he opened them again, he found himself in a lush, grassy expanse.

He began to explore the space. After a while, he genuinely felt as though he had stumbled upon a treasure.

The Life Space was about the size of a small training ground, vibrant and fertile, with thriving grass and trees. In the very center, a clear spring bubbled up. Wang Chen scooped up a handful and drank; the water was refreshingly sweet and pure.

“This Life Space is practically a sanctuary artifact. If faced with an overwhelming crisis, I can use it to hide and wait for things to blow over. Plus, there are trees and water, and it can hold living creatures. Spending ten days or so in here would be no problem at all.”

He marvelled, “Most importantly, it allows for the taming of beasts. Professionals like beast tamers would probably trade everything they have for this ring.”

“Unfortunately, my profession doesn’t allow me to tame beasts.”

Despite this, he wasn’t disappointed. He reminded himself to be content.

“Hm? There’s another reward, it seems.”

The value of the Ring of Life had dazzled him so much he’d overlooked the other item. He tapped to inspect it.

[Beast Taming Potion]
[Description: Can be used to tame pets or mounts, claiming them as your own. Note: Success depends on the tamer’s abilities; the potion only provides possibility and auxiliary effect.]

“So I really could try taming a beast to use as combat power. But the description is a bit vague. Better consult someone knowledgeable.”

He pondered, then stowed away the potion.

He wasn’t in a hurry to leave the Life Space. This little world of his offered a unique sense of security, so he decided it was the perfect place to try the system’s lottery.

After defeating the Dark Tide Priest, he’d earned thirty thousand lottery points, but at the time he’d been busy collecting dropped equipment and checking Xu Yong’s condition, so he hadn’t had a chance.

“Traitor, give me thirty draws in a row!” Wang Chen declared with bravado.

He’d never had such wealth to gamble with!

A huge virtual wheel appeared before him, dividing into thirty dense pointers, spinning slowly.

After a while, each pointer stopped. He checked the results one by one.

[One bowl of spicy hotpot worth seven yuan]
[Description: To some, it’s just a bowl of greasy street food; to others, it’s a ticket to paradise.]

“What kind of monsters are these?”

The results were as abstract as ever, but Wang Chen had grown used to the system’s quirkiness and felt no particular anger, continuing to check.

[Chocolate with a manure flavor]
[Old sailor’s ten-year-old pickled herring can]
[Game console allegedly used by prehistoric civilizations]
……

“Alright, alright, it’s back—the familiar feeling of skyrocketing blood pressure has returned.” Wang Chen’s face grew darker.

But he told himself that arguing with this cold, mechanical system was pointless, only making himself uncomfortable. He had to stay calm. Getting upset was bad for his health.

“Let’s see what else you can throw at me.”

He kept checking.

At last, he drew something proper—a skill book.

[Dice of Duplication]
[Description: Can randomly copy one enemy skill. After use, must copy again. Cooldown: one hour. The copied skill’s level is limited—the user’s level must not differ from the target’s by more than ten levels. Forcibly copying above your level will trigger strong backlash, possibly even death.]

“This skill is pretty powerful. If I suddenly throw an enemy’s own skill back at them, they’ll be completely flustered. Plus, it can adapt to changing battle situations. Very versatile.”

Wang Chen was pleased.

“Traitor, invert this skill for me.”

He was adept at commanding the system. For him, seeing any skill meant there were always two versions—super doubling!

[Inversion effect activated. Host may check it. Reverting will restore original effect.]
[Dice of Duplication]
[Description: Can randomly strip one skill from an enemy. After stripping, the enemy can still use the skill, but the effect triggers when they attempt to use it—cooldowns and consequences apply, but the skill itself will not activate, as if it were a dud.]
[Note: Skill level is limited; user and target must not differ by more than ten levels. Forcibly using above your level will trigger strong backlash, possibly even death.]

“This is a god-tier silence ability!” Wang Chen was ecstatic.

In battle, if he suddenly pulled this trick, the enemy’s entire plan would be thrown into chaos, maybe even doubting themselves.

In those moments of flashing blades and clashing swords, the importance of rhythm and mindset was self-evident.

He knew some professions had powerful output, but their skills were relatively simple—everything revolved around one or two key abilities.

If he faced such a profession, a single silence could make the enemy cough blood on the spot.

“This is no less impressive than the ultimate skills of some hidden classes.”

“Indeed, a good prize needs a mountain of trash to set it off. No anger—take it slow.”

Wang Chen was quite proud of his temper management, full of confidence as he continued to check.

[Liu Zhihe’s stinky tofu]
[Sheep Village-brand pearl milk tea]
……

Sadly, luck didn’t stick with Wang Chen. The subsequent draws were filled with bizarre and eccentric things.

When he finished checking the last prize, he couldn’t help but curse the Traitor roundly, his calm composure ruined for the day.

Grumbling, Wang Chen exited the Life Space.

He mused to himself: didn’t there used to be a guaranteed prize in every ten draws? How come thirty draws now only yielded one useful item?

He had good reason to suspect the Traitor had secretly lowered the drop rate, inflating the lottery odds.