The light was dim, and the two people sitting beside the bed looked a little ambiguous.
At least this is true for Fan Bing.
Under the windbreaker, the slender white thighs were pressed tightly against Lin An without any scruples. Her right hand was on his knees, and her upper body was tilted so that the two of them were almost touching.
A subtle, ambiguous feeling sways on the thread, swaying left and right.
Just like the tiny needle in my heart.
Fan Bing's cheeks were slightly red, and the jade hands on Lin An's legs were trembling.
However, Lin An seemed indifferent to the beauty in front of him.
He seemed to be thinking about something under his calm eyes.
"hua"
On the black leather boots, the metal chain was opened.
She freed her left hand, not wanting to leave Lin An for even a minute, swaying slightly and lifting her feet, and then slowly pulled off the chain on her leather boots.
A pair of bare feet were taken out of the boots, and the round toes were lightly stepped on the edge of the bed.
Seeing that Lin An was unimpeded, her breathing suddenly became messy and her lowered eyelashes trembled slightly.
I feel more courageous.
He moved his right hand from the man's leg, then slowly put it on the waist of the windbreaker, looking at his face with blank eyes, and opened his red lips lightly:
"look at me..."
His voice was as loud as a mosquito, but he couldn't hide his determination.
The temperature in the room was slightly cooler, as it always is in the evening.
She slowly took off her windbreaker, revealing a pure white shirt. The movement was very slow, but it had a strange beauty.
In the dim light, the buttons on his shirt were unbuttoned one by one, revealing his snow-white skin.
When the last button was undone, Fan Bing, who was half-kneeling on the bed, crawled with bare legs towards Lin An, who had a calm gaze, and hugged her.
She put her arms around his shoulders, and then pressed her chest tightly against Lin An's chest.
Hot, cold.
Lin An could feel the softness on her chest, and under the gap in her unbuttoned shirt, the whiteness of the snow was faintly visible.
Dim yellow, snow-white, embracing each other.
It's like a frozen scene in a movie.
The fingertips of her right hand gently slid on Lin An's chest, and her left hand twisted up the shirt on her body and pulled it down her shoulders.
Breathing rapidly, Fan Bing raised her head, her face profile was beautiful.
When the last shirt was taken off and gently thrown under the bed, the jade-like skin was exposed to the slight coolness.
She mustered up the courage to stand up straight, with her tied hair draped over her shoulders. She showed her most beautiful side to Lin An without any scruples. Then she leaned her head towards Lin An's lips and murmured:
"Take me..."
"Then, take me away..."
The moment their lips and teeth met, Lin An suddenly turned his head and pinched her chin with his right hand like an iron vice.
The touch in his hands was smooth and gentle, but it did not hinder the coldness in his eyes:
"You are not qualified to make a deal with me."
"If you are useful, I will naturally spare your life."
"Now."
"You just need to tell me what Li Lei's talent is."
The voice was cold and unmistakable.
Fan Bing tilted her head back, the sudden change made her unbelievable.
Beautiful eyes full of incomprehensibility.
The naked body trembled in the air, and such a seductive image seemed to disappear in Lin An's eyes.
Why?
Before she had time to think, the windbreaker controlled by telepathy was instantly draped over her body, and the paper and pen that had fallen to the ground were thrown in front of her eyes.
"Write now."
Lin An's cold voice sounded like an order, inhumane.
Wrongful, lost, even a little humiliated.
Fan Bing stared blankly at the white paper in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned red.
I've done this... why doesn't it work?
She was once so arrogant that she thought she had left everything behind.
She gave up everything she had without even caring about any dignity.
However, in the eyes of outsiders, he is regarded as a treasure, and his crazy pursuit is like a useless blank paper in Lin An's eyes.
In disbelief, she raised her head stubbornly and pulled off the windbreaker she was wearing, her eyes moist:
"Do you really have no feelings for me at all?"
"What kind do you like! I have everything you like!"
"I don't believe you are not moved!"
She was proud of her beautiful appearance and ability to stir up people's hearts. Feeling so humiliated, she couldn't bear this kind of blow.
Lin An frowned slightly when he saw this.
Women are often emotional, just like Fan Bing in front of me, and now he is losing control of his emotions because he ignored her...
She completely forgot what her real purpose was.
Forget it, Li Lei still needs to get his talent from her.
Unable to bear it anymore, Lin An controlled the pen and paper to float in front of her eyes, and her tone was gentler:
"Two minutes, if you can't write it out, you will die..."
Fan Bing was stunned when he heard the sound, and felt that the man in front of him was a devil.
...
A minute later, Lin An looked at the talent information listed on the white paper with solemn eyes. Next to him was Fan Bing, who had put on his clothes with a face full of grievance and anger.
"A-level high-level talent: Destiny Gathering Spirits."
"Tianyun Ling Gathering: All attributes +1 (lower level +2...), hidden attributes: luck +5."
"Passive skill 1 - Luck: Under the guidance of luck, you will gain luck far beyond ordinary people, and you will be able to avoid disasters and sense danger."
"The explosion rate of equipment is increased, the explosion rate of props is increased, the chance of obtaining psychic fruits is increased, and the chance of critical hit is increased."
"Reduce the probability of disasters in your area, reduce the probability of supernatural events, reduce the probability of memetic events, and reduce the probability of encountering special events."
"Passive skill 2 - Son of Luck (weak): The difficulty of system tasks is reduced, and task rewards are increased. You will not receive death-level tasks, and any of your actions will be corrected by luck and develop in a beneficial direction. "
"Passive skill 3 - Destiny (weak): The success rate of any idea you have will increase, and anything you do will tend to come true."
"Remarks: For weak [Destiny], the success rate of any action will be affected by rationality, logic, and actual success rate."
"For example, if you commit suicide with a revolver, if there are 6 bullets in the revolver (full magazine), you will not be able to trigger [Destiny], but if there are 5 bullets, you will almost never be hit by the bullets."
"Note: This effect will be weakened or strengthened according to the actual situation. When the enemy is too strong, the skill will be weakened."
"Active skill: Gathering Spirits"
"Gathering Spirits: Consumes mental power to gather the spiritual energy floating in the air and cause damage according to the charging time."
"Any of your attacks can cause psychic damage and can be continuously charged."
"Remarks: As an awakener of the destiny gathering talent, you are equivalent to the main character of the game within the current range in the system's judgment."
There was a long silence.
Lin An's mental energy was shaken, and the white paper in his hand was shattered into pieces in an instant.
He took a deep breath, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
A-level talent, destiny gathering spirit. In other words, it is almost as good as an S-level talent.
With such an exaggerated talent, no wonder Li Lei dared to take advantage of him...
The entire talent has so many passive skills that it can be called a template for the protagonist.
With the blessing of system cheating, even a pig can become a strong person.
Although the attack skills are slightly worse, they are much stronger than B-level talents.
Luck...luck.
I have never heard of these two attributes before, and they seem to be hidden attributes.
Indifferent and speechless.
Lin An suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
He really wanted to eat mandala, and he did it in front of Li Lei!
Li Lei dared to take advantage of him, not only because of his talent, but also probably because of the spiritual body hidden in his necklace!
Therefore, Lin An planned to eat it in person to seduce the mysterious spiritual manifestation.
Just like the power in the hands of the Soul Eater, unless this power appears on its own initiative, there is nothing you can do about it.
only.
Lin An mentally scanned the psychic core in the ring, feeling confused and uneasy.
Li Lei firmly believes that he will eat mandala. Is it because of his talent that he will use the psychic core, or is it just a coincidence?
If he didn't have the Eye of Judgment, he would indeed have a high chance of eating it.
But he has the Eye of Judgment to detect information, but if there is no psychic core, he will not eat it.
How is it calculated?
How accurate is Li Lei's talent and skill? In other words, how strong is the so-called wish-fulfillment?
Everything is under the control of his talent? Or is it just a disguised coincidence?
For a moment, Lin An found that he had no way of inferring anything.
After a long while, he turned his head to look at Fan Bing beside him and asked with slight doubt:
"To be honest, Li Lei's talent is really terrifying."
"But why did you still choose to 'betray' him?"
"The system reviews have given exaggerated descriptions of the protagonist and the Son of Destiny. Don't you think he has a better chance of winning?"
Fan Bing blinked and looked at him, hesitated for a moment and then slowly spoke:
"I think so."
"Luck is part of strength."
"Li Lei's talent can almost be said to be unlucky. It really shocked me. I also thought at that time who could compete with him with such talent."
"But when I thought about it carefully, it was actually not the case."
"oh?"
Fan Bing stared directly into Lin An's eyes and leaned close to his ear:
"Luck is part of strength. On the other hand, strong strength also means good luck."
"But you are obviously much stronger than him."
"That can only mean one thing..."
Lin An's thoughts were stagnant, and he vaguely seemed to have thought of something.
Fan Bing suddenly hugged his neck and breathed warm breath into his ears:
"Just like when I act, I'm often the heroine in the movie."
"If Li Lei is the main character in the movie clip..."
"Then you are the protagonist of the whole drama..."
Fan Bing's eyes flashed, but Lin An was stunned on the spot as if his heart was shocked.
