Chapter 4 - 3 Million Scrolls
It had been an hour since the last announcement, and Zhao had spent that time familiarizing himself with the system's features. The interface was intuitive, almost too intuitive, as if it had been designed to meld seamlessly with his thoughts. On the right side of his vision, next to the status screen, three new options had appeared: Chat, Lord Shop, and Territory Management. Each icon glowed faintly, pulsing like a heartbeat, and Zhao couldn't shake the feeling that the system was alive, watching him.
He'd learned that not all people had been teleported to Central Land—only those within a specific age group, likely deemed fit for this brutal competition. It was a cold, calculated decision, and it made Zhao's stomach churn. What had happened to the others? His parents, his younger sister—were they safe, or had they been discarded like chaff? The thought gnawed at him, but he pushed it aside. There was no room for weakness here, not in a place where survival was a luxury.
His abilities, though, were a different matter. They were frightening, even to him, a mere lord who had just received his talent. The Million Times Multiplier System had amplified everything—his talent, his rewards, his potential—into something monstrous. But what was even more surprising than all his previous achievements was his talent itself. It could be expressed as nothing but overly, frighteningly awesome.
Normally, when you killed a mob, it had a certain chance of dropping items, but due to his EX-grade talent, "Plunder," it was a 1000% chance. Not only would it drop all the loot, but also ten times its normal quantity. The details of his talent appeared before him, glowing in the air, and Zhao felt a shiver crawl up his spine.
|Plunder|
You are the ultimate predator. As long as you are given enough time, you will become invincible.
Drop rate 1000%
Will drop items that are not normally dropped
Plunder is a game of luck; luck increased by 100%
EXP increased for all subjects +20%
The mere fact that he would not only receive all the loot but ten times of it was nothing short of terrifying. As if that wasn't enough, the luck of all his subjects was also increased by 100%. Luck was a non-visible stat, but it was a crucial one. Zhao didn't fully understand its mechanics—how could you quantify something so intangible?—but having access to a hidden stat was better than nothing. It was a wildcard, a hidden edge in a game where every advantage mattered.