Gao Wu: I inherited the evil organization in the game

Chapter 676 The Chosen Agents
Enjoying the spotlight, Chen Fengrui explained with a touch of pride:

"The Lord has granted me two powers, one of which is this ghostly, lightning-fast movement, which should be called—[Ghostly Appearance]!"

As if in response to his words, the information that had been rapidly flowing across the surface of the light sphere froze instantly, clearly displaying a line of large characters and a detailed introduction.
【Ghostly Shadows】: Your steps seem to be imbued with an eerie life, spontaneously summoning loyal and mysterious ghostly shadows to follow you closely.

The ghostly figures are silent and stealthy, confusing and bewildering the enemy.

Luo Ji then spoke up, his voice filled with excitement:

"In addition to that, I also gained another ability called—[Blade Armor]!"

The surface of the light sphere changed again, revealing a clear introduction to another skill:

[Blade Armor]:
Your skin and muscles seem to have been endowed with a unique resilience. Whenever you suffer a physical attack, your body can adjust the point of impact as if it were a living thing, cleverly distributing the impact force throughout your body, greatly reducing the damage, and even using the force to deflect some of the damage.

Current effect: Reflects 15% of the physical damage received (the reflected damage type is physical).

"hiss--!"

Upon seeing the detailed descriptions of these two skills, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

They were not only amazed by the powerful effects of the skills, but also discovered that after Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji received the blessing, the text corresponding to the two skills on the orb no longer flickered blurry, but became clearly readable.

Those with quick minds immediately tried placing their hands on the ball of light again, silently reciting the two skills in their minds.

Immediately, a new message appeared, no longer the cold, unchanging "Insufficient Exchange Permissions," but instead—"Your Blessing Points are insufficient."

"Gift Points?!"

Everyone instantly realized that the string of numbers following the skill was the so-called "blessing points".

To exchange for these powerful abilities, you need to consume this special "currency"!
They quickly looked closely at the two skills clearly displayed on the orb, and sure enough, they saw the price tag below the description:

【Ghostly Shadows Lv1】-Gift Points: 3000
Blade Mail (Passive Lv1) - Blessing Points: 4000
Although it is still unclear how these crucial "gift points" are obtained, the path to power seems to have revealed clear rules.

This gave them a clear direction amidst their confusion.

However, amidst the excitement, some people also felt intense displeasure.

A voice couldn't help but rang out:

"Why?! Why did you two receive the Lord's grace directly without having to use any Grace Points to exchange for it?!"

This question echoed the sentiments of many, and all eyes once again focused on Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji.

Facing the crowd's doubts, Chen Fengrui showed no fear; instead, he raised his chin, his eyes gleaming with even greater fervor.

“Praise be to my Lord! This is probably because… I have heard the Lord’s revelations more deeply than you have!”

He surveyed the crowd, his voice carrying a sense of superiority and mission:

"Although the Lord never asks anything of us, I understand better than you what I can do for the Lord. Even if it is just a small thing in the face of the Lord's great power."

"What is it? What exactly did you do for the Lord?" someone asked impatiently.

Chen Fengrui didn't hide anything; instead, he proudly proclaimed:
"I am willing to dedicate my life to cleaning His garden for the Lord!!!"

"Cleaning...the garden?"

Everyone was stunned, their faces filled with confusion and bewilderment.

The Lord's Garden? What kind of place is that? And what exactly does "cleaning" mean?
Some people also cast skeptical glances at Luo Ji, hoping to get answers from him.

Luo Ji was also thinking rapidly. He suspected that his being favored by the Lord might be related to that broken mirror.

But naturally, he wouldn't reveal this guess to the public. His eyes darted around, and he mimicked Chen Fengrui's tone:

"Perhaps it's because I was the first person to reach out and touch the ball of light? I have more faith in the Lord's grace, a greater desire for power, and the courage to take action to strive for it?"
"Does God like my courage?!"

As the delegates listened to their explanations, whether they believed it or not, their faces showed deep contemplation.

Immediately afterwards, almost everyone roared wildly in their hearts, expressing their determination to the "Lord" in the unseen realm:

"Praise be to my Lord! I also crave strength! I am also willing to clean your garden for the Lord!"

"Lord! Look at me! My courage is no less than theirs!"

"No matter where the garden is, or what needs cleaning, I'm willing to do it!"

Even if they don't yet understand what "sweeping the garden" really means, it doesn't stop them from shouting it out in their hearts with the loudest and most sincere voices.

The "Lord" residing within the sphere of light quietly "listens" to the voices of all the agents.

The cacophony of prayers, brimming with longing, is like the most beautiful symphony.

Feng Mu smiled slightly, his mind acting like a precise sieve, instantly selecting the half of people who shouted the loudest and seemed the most "sincere".

next moment--

Swish swish!

Twenty-two golden beams of light descended from the sky once more, precisely enveloping the chosen half of the agents!
"what!"

"Lord! Thank you, Lord!"

"It's me! It's me!"

The person enveloped by the beam of light let out a wild cry of joy, their body slowly floating in the golden light, their face radiating indescribable excitement and happiness.

The other unselected agents could only kneel there blankly, or look up at the dazzling pillar of light, their faces filled with disappointment and resentment.

This time, the light beam infusion process was even faster, disappearing almost immediately after two or three seconds.

Those who received the gift couldn't wait to fall back to the ground and excitedly began to try it out.

Someone immediately used their newly acquired ability to move by pushing off with their feet.

Their speed was indeed much faster than before, and their movements were more agile, but... behind them, there were no cool, clearly visible eerie ghostly figures like Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji; their movement speed had simply increased.

Similarly, some people might punch their own bodies and feel that their defense has increased, but it certainly doesn't have the magical effect of [Blade Armor] that can reflect damage.

What's going on? Is the difference really that big?
Immediately, some quick-thinking individuals placed their hands on the orb of light again to check their acquired abilities.

The sphere of light quickly provided a clear explanation:
[Soul Chasing Step]: Greatly increases movement speed and agility. Can be upgraded to [Ghostly Shadows]. Upgrade requires 2000 Grace Points. (Current Grace Points: 0)

[Turtle Skin Technique]: Increases base physical defense and can deflect force to some extent. Can be upgraded to [Blade Armor]. Upgrade requires 3000 Grace Points. (Current Grace Points: 0)

At the same time, the descriptions of [Soul Chasing Step] and [Turtle Skin Technique] on the orb became clear and readable, arranged below [Ghostly Shadows] and [Blade Armor], like a clear skill tree.

Everyone, including those who had just received the gift and those who had not, stared intently at the words on the orb of light.

"So that's how it is. There are differences between different kinds of blessings. But no matter what, it's better than not receiving any blessing at all." These "guaranteed" agents who received blessings thought with a bittersweet feeling.

Having gained nothing, the agents were left with only the thought of dying: "..."

Envy, jealousy, resentment, longing, a sense of urgency... all sorts of emotions silently spread and fermented among the crowd.

Chen Fengrui and Luo Ji stood beside the sphere of light, enjoying the complex gazes of the crowd. They were the top-ranked "saints".

After a brief period of excitement, the twenty people who received the initial blessing immediately felt immense pressure and dissatisfaction. Their eyes darted back and forth between the orb of light and their own hands as they pondered how to gain more blessing points.

Those who gained nothing looked grim, their fists clenched, sensing a great crisis and the fear of being abandoned.

They must do something, they must gain the Lord's favor more quickly!
The seeds of competition, without any verbal mobilization, were silently sown in the hearts of every agent by Feng Muren at this moment, and began to grow and spread wildly.

In the pure white hall, only the heavy breathing of the crowd could be heard, and the surface of the suspended sphere of light continued to shimmer with an alluring glow...

Luo Ji suddenly opened his eyes.

It was as if a drowning person had surfaced, their consciousness abruptly pulled back to reality from that vast, pure white space.

The smell of disinfectant from the hospital filled my nostrils, and all I could hear were the cacophony of voices, the electronic call button, and the faint sound of cart wheels scraping the floor.

He blinked, looking somewhat dazed at the electronic call number screen hanging on the wall. The numbers on it had barely changed, and only a second had passed, yet he felt as if several hours had passed since the Lord summoned him.

"That white space...and that huge sphere of light, and all sorts of abilities inside the sphere..."

After a brief moment of disorientation, intense heat and longing erupted in Luo Ji's eyes.

This longing is even stronger than that of those who, having gained nothing in the corridors, can only watch others go by.

Because he was favored by "the Lord" and had personally experienced the warmth and immense power of the holy light, he was more convinced than anyone else that the abilities displayed in the orb of light were absolutely genuine and attainable.

This made him even more eager to gain more and become stronger.

Human nature is what it is.

Those who have never obtained or have obtained very little will develop unsatisfied desires;
Those who have already tasted the sweetness will be fueled by an even greater desire for more.

The path of desire has no end, just like the words and images flashing in that sphere of light, which also seem to have no end in sight.

"This is way better than this broken mirror in my hand..." Luo Ji compared them in his mind almost subconsciously.

After all, the process of binding and plundering the mirror was extremely difficult, and he had not yet managed to plunder a single destiny.

And the Lord… the generous and great Lord has already bestowed upon him three powers.

"Besides, the mirror is broken and can't be glued back together; several pieces are already lost."

Or...should we just give up on this mirror altogether? Focus on pleasing the Lord, gaining Grace Points, and exchanging them for the abilities within the orb of light—that's a much brighter and broader path.

Luo Ji's fingers unconsciously traced the small shard of mirror hidden in his palm, as he pondered:

"Hmm, we need to figure out how to obtain gift points first, or what that guy meant by 'cleaning the garden.' Has that guy received any revelation from the Lord?"

Luo Ji's mind raced, and he quickly weighed the pros and cons, soon arriving at a conclusion—from every perspective, the Lord was far superior to the broken mirror.

Luo Ji made up his mind and murmured to himself:

"Praise be to my Lord! Since that is so, let us call this pure white space the Lord's space!"

Having made up his mind, Luo Ji felt that there was no point in staying in the hospital any longer.

He stood up and glanced around the hospital, his gaze sweeping over the queuing crowd, the hurried nurses, and the tired faces of the family members.

As usual, Feng Mu was nowhere to be seen.

His initial purpose in coming to the hospital was actually to try his luck and see if he could run into Feng Mu, and then use the broken mirror to look at the other person's fate and verify the guess that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

Unfortunately, Feng Mu hadn't attended the previous classmate reunion, completely thwarting his initial plans.

This forced him to change his approach.

Because he had happened to see a violent explosion at the Second Prison on television, and subsequently gathered information online, he ultimately came to the following conclusion:
Qian Huan, the warden of the Second Prison, is very likely receiving treatment at the Fourth Hospital.

So, logically and emotionally, he felt that Feng Mu, as Qian Huan's subordinate, should visit him in the hospital from time to time.

Therefore, he has been loitering in the lobby near the entrance of the hospital for the past few days, trying to create a "chance" encounter using this most clumsy method.

Actually, the VVIP inpatient area was the place where Luo Ji was more likely to run into Feng Mu, but he couldn't get in at all.

Therefore, he had no choice but to settle for waiting in the hall.

That's why Luo Ji had no idea that Qian Huan had already been discharged from the hospital and gone home a few days earlier—VVIPs have a private elevator that goes directly to the underground parking garage, so there's no need to go through the lobby.

Luo Ji couldn't possibly be asking about a prison warden's condition in the hospital; that would be too suspicious and easily attract unnecessary attention.
It's fortunate he didn't do that, otherwise...

He will likely be arrested as a suspect in Qian Huan's stabbing at the hospital.

Luo Ji didn't expect Qian Huan to be discharged from the hospital and go home so quickly. After all, the explosion on TV was quite powerful. Qian Huan was either killed or at least half-dead. How could she leave the hospital so quickly?

It can only be said that poverty limited Luo Ji's imagination.

He didn't know that wealthy people can bring an ICU home.

So he wandered around the hospital for several days without even bumping into Feng Mu.

He was initially a little disappointed, but now, after returning from the "Lord's Space," he suddenly felt... that none of it seemed so important anymore.

Whether Feng Mu is the "muse" of [the Curtain's Protection] is up to you.

He couldn't be bothered to take care of this broken mirror anymore.

He should devote himself wholeheartedly to serving the Lord; that is the right path.

Of course, he wouldn't throw the mirror away as trash; he'd just keep it as a pendant or decoration and carry it with him every day.

Thinking this, Luo Ji prepared to get up and leave the hospital, and then prepared to put away the shard of mirror he was clutching in his palm.

Because he was worried that he might "bump into" Feng Mu at any time, during the time he was staking out the hospital, he secretly hid the shards of the mirror in his palm, holding them between his fingers, so that he could raise them and shine them on the other person as quickly as possible the moment he spotted him.

This is the only advantage of a shattered mirror: the fragments are smaller, making them easier to hide and manipulate.

Just as his fingertips twitched, preparing to slip the fragment into his pocket!

Luo Ji suddenly stopped moving. He saw a line of fate reflected in the mirror...

(End of this chapter)