The whole nation is trying to survive on the cable car; I'm choosing one of three options at ea

[Rewards are being distributed...]

You participated in the "Roulette Rift" game, pulling the trigger 6 times.

[Rewards being processed...]

[Gain: 6000 experience points.]

A golden light surged from Su Mu's body. It wasn't the warm, slow permeation that came with leveling up before, but a bright, scorching golden beam that shot from his chest upwards.

The light swirled around his body like a golden tornado, making his hair and clothes flutter.

The golden light dissipated.

Su Mu glanced at his panel.

[Level: Lv8 (5236/12800)]

Six shots, six thousand experience points. Jumped directly from level seven and a half to level eight and a half. One level up, and the experience bar is almost halfway up.

Su Mu took a deep breath and turned off the control panel.

Then he rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, poured some into his palm, and carefully washed his hands. Water droplets dripped from between his fingers, forming a small puddle on the stone floor.

Number Seven tilted his head and looked at him, a hint of curiosity in his clean eyes. He didn't urge him or say anything, just watched like a child observing an insect he had never seen before.

The people in Zhang Peng's team looked at each other, puzzled, as Su Mu took out bottled water from his backpack to wash his hands. Someone seemed about to say something, but then closed their mouth and remained silent.

They didn't understand what this person was doing... In the secret realm, when life and death were uncertain, at the moment when Number Seven had already sentenced them to death, he was washing his hands.

Su Mu ignored the stares. He took a deep breath and opened the talent selection interface. Three gilded cards appeared before him. On the first card, the familiar flame icon reappeared... Luck.

Su Mu's lips curled into a slight smile. Sure enough, washing his hands worked. The cards flipped over, revealing three clear options.

[Option 1 (Information Type) (Rule): Danger Perception & Parry. When facing a sudden attack from an unknown target, a perfect parry is guaranteed, blocking 100% of the damage. When facing an attack from a known target, a parry is triggered based on reaction speed and judgment of the attack trajectory. A successful parry reduces the damage received; a perfect parry blocks 100% of the damage. Rule-based ability.]

[Option Two (Personal): Power Burst. When activated, temporarily increases Strength by 50% for 30 seconds. 10-minute cooldown. After use, enters a weakened state, reducing all attributes by 20% for 1 minute.]

Option 3 (Construction): Resource Recovery. When demolishing cable car auxiliary buildings, recover 50% of the construction materials. Effective for both combat and functional buildings.

Su Mu's gaze swept back and forth between the three options. Options two and three, one a temporary burst skill, the other a resource-saving talent for the later stages, were both useful. But option one... Danger Perception - Parry. Against unknown attacks, a perfect parry is guaranteed. Against known attacks, a parry is made based on physical reaction and judgment.

Rule-based capabilities.

This means he'll never be afraid of ambushes again. The time he was ambushed by Bai Liuxi in the Dark Zone, the time the invisible female assassin shot him at close range, will never happen again. Unknown, sudden, unpredictable attacks... will be perfectly parried. Bai Liuxi's surprise attacks from the shadows won't even touch a hair on his head. The invisible female assassin's bullets will be deflected by some force before they hit him.

He had previously identified two weaknesses in himself: insufficient pursuit ability and a lack of reaction time to surprise attacks. Now, one of them has been addressed.

Without hesitation, Su Mu pointed to option one.

[Selection successful.]

The gilded card transformed into specks of light, merging into his body. Su Mu closed his eyes and sensed something awakening within him. It wasn't warmth, nor stinging, but a more abstract feeling, like some kind of instinct being activated... like an invisible shield unfolding around his body, not heavy, not hindering movement, but undeniably present. He didn't know what kind of attack this shield could block, but he knew that from this moment on, he was no longer someone who could be ambushed.

Su Mu opened his eyes, put the water bottle into his backpack, and patted the water droplets off his hands.

Number Seven was still looking at him, a faint, enigmatic smile playing on his lips.

Su Mu looked at him and smiled. It wasn't a polite smile, nor a mocking one, but a genuine smile, tinged with confidence. He had filled a gap in his knowledge. And Number Seven's two attempts to wipe him out... the first time he failed, and the second time he failed too. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't. His power, within this secret realm, might not be as omnipotent as he claimed.

Su Mu's gaze fell on Number Seven, and he was already calculating how to break the deadlock.

......

He originally thought that if Number Seven followed the rules, he would follow the rules too.

But this number seven in front of us is clearly starting to cheat.

Su Mu lowered his head, looking at the gun in his hand. Six empty shots. Statistically, the remaining guns were now 100% likely to be loaded with live ammunition.

But his talent remains... When you face a mixed bag of unknown blind box events, you can always observe and extract the best parts.

The trigger condition for this ability is not "lottery", but "a mix of good and bad".

The seventh shot, on the surface, seems like a certain death, but in terms of overall probability, it's still one in seven. Even if the other six shots are fired, it's a mixed bag for him... good luck is survival, bad luck is death. Talent doesn't care about probabilities; it only pushes the better outcome towards him between the two.

Moreover, he had just acquired the Parry skill. Could that invisible shield stop the bullets from the secret realm? Su Mu didn't know, but he wanted to try.

Furthermore, even if we take a step back, as Number 7 stated, only those who have been in this world for a week can enter this place. Just because others cannot resist firearms doesn't mean they can't.

While Su Mu was thinking, Number Seven raised his hand again.

This time, he didn't look at Su Mu, but at Zhang Peng's team.

He waved his hand gently in the air, as if brushing away an invisible spider web.

However, nothing happened. Zhang Peng's team was still standing there, not a single one missing.

Zhao Qiang rubbed his eyes, making sure he was still alive. Zhao Gang's shield was still on his back. He Lin's hand was still gripping her weapon. Everyone was still there.

Number Seven's hand froze in mid-air.

His brow furrowed slightly... not in a subtle, fleeting way, but in a genuine, undeniable confusion.

He looked at his palm, then at Zhang Peng's team, his lips slightly parted and then closed.

They seem to not understand.

Suddenly, his gaze shifted to Su Mu.