Just like skill fusion, this feature was extremely vague.
It only stated that a type could be specified, and success was not guaranteed.
Fang You pulled up the gacha interface, glanced at the remaining Fate Points in the upper right corner, and then moved his gaze to the ten-consecutive draw button, pausing for a moment.
"Pulling gacha can't be called spending sprees," he mused.
"It's merely converting Fate Points into tangible value, to better accompany myself."
Then, let's begin!
On the Super Gacha interface, the 'x10' draw switch ignited, pouring in a massive amount of Fate Points. The 'x10' switch slowly transformed into a blank 'x1' card.
A blank card!
His intuition told him that he had to quickly specify a major category, and then draw with this card. Otherwise, once the time limit passed and the Fate power dispersed, only a completely random single draw would remain.
"Specify a major category?"
"How small is a major category?"
"I'll specify... Crimson-grade items... Alright, clearly not. Then..."
It was as if a pointer was ticking in front of him, emitting a countdown that made one feel nervous.
Fang You remained calm, testing the size of the category range a few times. As the countdown neared zero, he silently recited:
"I specify, Apostle-class single draw!"
It was difficult to get Red in the Super Gacha, but not Gold. Among Gold-grade items, which category held the highest value? Comparing individuals to value seemed inappropriate, but if he could draw a powerful Apostle like 'Xidina', the joy would naturally far surpass a legendary Artifact or anything else.
However, Fang You could only narrow the range to 'Apostle-class.' Whether he could draw a Gold-legendary Apostle, or an Apostle like Xidina who had reached the Sixth Awakening, he was unsure.
Only Sixth Awakening Apostles with a certain foundation could advance to the Seventh Awakening in a short period.
"Thinking optimistically, I am already a Seventh Awakening Mythic. Who knows, maybe I can directly draw a Mythic existence? Wouldn't that be a massive profit!"
This was likely something only to be dreamt of, but Fang You still held a sliver of hope.
The blank card in front of him spun rapidly, like a golden pillar piercing heaven and earth, dispelling the gloom and bringing the saving light that reversed fate.
As the brilliant golden light slowly dissipated, a figure with thick eyebrows and large eyes froze in the center of the screen.
"Ding!"
"Hint: Obtained 'Fate Apostle - Qian Qiu (Gold)'"
He glanced briefly. This was a veteran Sixth Awakening.
Not bad!
Sacrificing a ten-consecutive draw for a Sixth Awakening Apostle on the verge of Seventh Awakening was entirely worth it.
Then, one more.
"I specify, Apostle-class single draw!"
Another blank card appeared and spun rapidly, a golden pillar soaring into the sky.
"Ding!"
"Hint: Obtained 'Seed of Skill (Gold)'"
Fang You: "???"
His eager heart felt as if a bucket of ice water had been unceremoniously dumped on it. White mist steamed up while quickly cooling down, causing nearly incapacitating internal injuries from the extreme temperature change.
My. Damn. It!
Calm down, calm down.
Instructor Fang reasoned logically, Instructor Fang reached a conclusion.
"I said earlier that there was a chance of failure with specified single draws, and this chance might not be fixed but fluctuates with the actual operation, just like when I specified drawing a Fate Apostle..."
The probability of drawing a Fate Apostle was originally very, very low, even lower than drawing a Crimson-grade treasure.
Two consecutive specified draws failing... could be considered slightly understandable.
"I'll try again after some time. Moreover, drawing and contracting Fate Apostles might also be related to timing... After all, Apostles like Xidina don't appear out of thin air; there are traces to follow, they are chosen by fate."
"I've already profited from this round, so should I try something else?"
"Normally, a ten-consecutive draw can yield three to four Gold items, but mostly skill cards or materials. In terms of value, several combined are far inferior to a single legendary Artifact. Since that's the case..."
He hesitated for two seconds, but still couldn't resist another splurge... no, another attempt.
"I specify, Artifact-class single draw!"
A blank card appeared, its surface outlined with intricate patterns, and it spun rapidly. Golden radiance pierced the gloom and descended upon the earth.
This time, it didn't miss.
"Ding!"
"Hint: Obtained Legendary Artifact 'Sanchira's Rumor Phonograph (Gold)'"
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"Sanchira's Gossip Speaker (Gold)"
"Category: Special"
"Ability One - Targeted Communication: Can transmit a message to one or several targets, ignoring distance limitations."
"Ability Two - Voice of Rumor: Can cause a message to spread widely, and can make those of lower status deeply believe the message (regardless of truth). This ability can restrict the spread range and targets. The spread distance depends on the user's abilities."
"Note: Ability Two has a cooldown of one month."
Fang You stroked his chin.
This legendary Artifact clearly wouldn't increase his combat power by an inch, but it wasn't useless; its functions were quite special.
It's just that he couldn't think of a use for it yet.
He shook his head and tried the specified draw function on the advanced and intermediate card pools. The results were not as bright.
It was specified, but not entirely. The deviation probability was quite high.
"It's said to be a sacrifice of a ten-consecutive draw opportunity, but in reality, it's still a massive amount of Fate Points being sacrificed. Low-tier card pools sacrifice less, so the effect wouldn't be as good."
Looking at his Fate Point balance, Fang's restless heart completely cooled down, and he turned his gaze back to the Fate Apostle he had just drawn.
He opened the individual's information panel.
"Qian Qiu (Sixth Awakening)"
"Age: 29"
"Potential: Gold Legend"
"Dimensions: Classified"
"Mysticism: 12.22 million"
"Equipment: Soul Severing Scythe (Epic Artifact), Stealth Blade Inner Armor (Blue), Stealth Cloak (Blue), Bright Light Ring (Blue), Sky Net Hands (Epic Artifact)"
"Skills: Basic Scythe Technique (White - Peak Mastery), Language Proficiency (Green - Expert), Stealth Step (Green - Expert), Stealth Flow Flying Dagger (Green - Proficient)"
"Talent: Grand Dream of Thousand Autumns"
"Ability: Extraordinary Time"
"Life Experience: ... (500 words)"
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"Grand Dream of Thousand Autumns"
"Description: Possesses unparalleled advantages when learning skills of the 'Illusion,' 'Time,' and 'Precognition' systems. Simultaneously, can construct 'Precognitive Dreams' centered around oneself to simulate upcoming events."
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The Shattered Sea region,
The Seven Stars Alliance, Starfall Bay, Starfall Grand Hotel.
This was a vast area with magnificent tall buildings and exquisite courtyards, a favored gathering place for wealthy merchants and dignitaries in Starfall Bay and even the entire Seven Stars Alliance, where many significant deals were concluded.
Naturally, the Starfall Grand Hotel was heavily guarded with formidable security, second only to the City Lord's mansion and a few major noble residences.
Passing patrol teams consisted of Third Awakening elites, and those waiting in the upper chambers included Fourth Awakening non-humans.
Even more so,
The Starfall Grand Hotel had Sixth Awakening enforcers stationed there year-round. There had been instances where two major oasis factions had clashed within the hotel premises, but they were quickly suppressed by the hotel's powerhouses. This event had become a promotional slogan for the Starfall Grand Hotel, still in use today.
The powerful guards and the ritual barrier covering the entire hotel area provided the guests with a sense of extreme security.
"1, 2, 3... 3, 2, 1, pass!"
A young man dressed as an ordinary patrol guard paused briefly as he passed by two ancient trees, then continued forward. Upon closer inspection, one could find that the young man's pace and the length of each stride were precisely the same, as if measured with precision.
At this moment, a subtle fluctuation swept through.
It scanned the surrounding patrol guards, the wealthy ladies and gentlemen, and the disguised young man. Nothing unexpected happened.
"Heh heh heh, it was worth it to scout for days and fail over ten times to figure out this loophole."
The young man continued to walk leisurely.
The internal layout of the Starfall Grand Hotel was complex, and the ritual barrier divided it into various zones. It was like a maze. Even the non-human low-level supervisors within the hotel were only familiar with their own patrol areas at most.
However, the young man moved as if he were back in his own home, advancing, turning left, turning right... with extreme familiarity, as if he had practiced it hundreds of times.
He even had the leisure to greet passing patrol guards.
"Yo, Roddy."
"Morning, Jonar."
"Back to being a hardworking drone again."
The two guards called out looked slightly confused.
The person seemed unfamiliar, yet he knew both their names. Upon closer inspection, he seemed somewhat familiar. Perhaps he was a patrol member from a different unit, and they must have partied together somewhere. But the other person remembered their names, while they couldn't recall who he was, which was a bit awkward.
Awkwardly, they scratched their heads.
They sympathetically echoed, "Yeah, back to patrolling diligently. Our Starfall Grand Hotel is already secure enough, yet those vampires upstairs are still so strict. I won't say more, if we're detected staying in the same place for over ten minutes, our wages will be docked."
Seeing this person chatting and laughing with a few patrol members, other passing guards harbored no further doubts.
Bidding farewell to the warm-hearted patrol members, the young man walked all the way to the depths of the grand hotel, in front of a luxurious courtyard.
Following the same pattern as before, he waited and then slipped through a loophole.
In a flash, he appeared before a wealthy merchant wearing a wig and leaning on a cane, along with the merchant's personal guards.
"Who goes there!"
The guards drew their swords, standing in front of their boss with serious expressions.
The young man spread his hands, holding nothing.
"Ya ya ya, don't be so tense."
"Alright, alright, I admit it, I'll come clean. I'm an assassin."
His figure was ghostly.
With a series of palm strikes, the private guards collapsed to the ground with thuds.
Only the increasingly terrified, yet forcing himself to remain calm, merchant was left.
"Young man, you... are you an assassin from the 'Stealth Pavilion'? Rumor has it that the Stealth Pavilion's business spans the Shattered Sea; there's no one they can't kill if the price is right... In that case, I'll offer double the price!"
"Not enough? Then, then triple!"
"Five times! Five times is the maximum, young man, don't be greedy!"
The young man extended his index finger, shook it gently, and sighed to himself.
"For five times the price, I personally would be willing..."
As hope flickered in the merchant's eyes, he continued,
"But we of the Stealth Pavilion value our reputation. I am merely a hardworking drone, and though I have the will, I lack the power. My apologies, boss."
"Oh, and one more thing, delaying time is useless. No matter how loudly you shout, no one from the Starfall Grand Hotel will hear you."
He spoke to himself.
Yet an invisible force spread out, enveloping this small courtyard.
This place seemed to fall into a dreamlike illusion, neither real nor false. This was a type of domain. Within the domain, no matter how loudly one shouted, no sound would escape.
He spoke for a while, and seeing that the merchant was too despairing to speak, he sighed.
Solemnly, he retrieved a scythe-shaped artifact from the Sky Net Hands and slashed down.
There was no gushing blood.
Only the merchant fell stiffly, his eyes wide open but devoid of life.
"Alas~"
"Another mission completed."
"Actually, I wanted to be a good person."
He wielded his scythe, carving the characters 'Qian Qiu' onto the ground.
After looting the body, he was about to leave, following the route he had simulated countless times.
Suddenly,
"Ding!"
"You have been chosen by fate, Qian Qiu!"
As if a voice from heaven and earth exploded in his ears, the booming aftershock continued.
Qian Qiu, the gold-medal assassin of the Stealth Pavilion who had never failed in hundreds of missions, turned pale at this moment.
"Simulation, my previous simulations never predicted such a situation!"
"What happened?!"
He gritted his teeth and continued to retreat along the simulated route. No accidents occurred until he reached his prepared safe point, where he finally breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Only a slight one.
Why had a solemn and majestic voice echoed in his mind?
He used his talent for simulation.
He entered the dream, Grand Dream of Thousand Autumns!
However, everything in the dream was normal. He could only hear this voice in reality.
He was certain it wasn't an illusion.
Perhaps it was a joke from some noble Mythic existence?
He seemed to be able to ask directly in his mind.
He asked.
Empty words echoed repeatedly. After a long while, a gentle voice came from the heavens.
"An opportunity."