C2 Unruly!

The Nine-Taste Decoction is renowned for its ability to embolden the timid. It's sugar-free and its effects are immediate.

Naturally, it would be preferable if the Nine-Taste Decoction's effects weren't so abrupt and without side effects.

"You're asking for trouble!"

Liu Ergou clutched his forehead with one hand, dizzy and unsteady as he rose to his feet.

Qin Fen had been nothing but a weakling moments before. Where had this sudden surge of strength come from?

But Zhang Ning was watching, and the elders and adults of the night market were all eyes on the scene. He simply couldn't afford to fall here!

Liu Ergou's cheeks turned a deep red, and his sleek black body hair bristled – a clear sign he had activated his psionic power of Lycanthropy.

He transformed into a towering, menacing black gorilla, his dense fur and gnarled muscles brimming with explosive strength.

Thud!

Seeing Liu Ergou back on his feet, Qin Fen didn't hesitate to land another heavy punch on his head.

"Shock from Liu Ergou, +888 points!"

The ultimate counterfeit system flashed a prompt. Qin Fen realized that the system required emotional points to enter draws or make exchanges, and the greater the emotional upheaval, the more points he earned.

Once he accumulated 10,000 points, Qin Fen could enter another draw.

"888 points. Looks like Brother Ergou is quite shocked! Time to amp up the surprise."

With that thought, Qin Fen eyed Liu Ergou, still reeling from the shock, and without a second thought, grabbed a stool from the ground and brought it crashing down on Liu Ergou's head.

Thump!

A muffled sound echoed as Liu Ergou, seeing stars, gazed at the stool in Qin Fen's hands, his hand trembling as he reached out.

All his thoughts condensed into a single exclamation.

"You have no honor!"

Crash!

The stool struck Liu Ergou's head once more, abruptly ending his lycanthropic state, and he collapsed to his knees again.

"Qin Fen, you—"

Zhang Ning's face went through a series of changes, seething with anger yet unable to speak out. How had Qin Fen become so formidable? He had just forcefully reverted a Lycanthrope to his human form!

"888 points for Liu Ergou's shock!"

Just a few casual hits and he's racked up that many points?

Qin Fen's eyes sparkled as he gripped the stool and brought it crashing down on Liu Ergou like a tempest!

The smile plastered on his face could easily make the uninformed think Qin Fen was a complete sadist.

The crowd around them grew, with many whipping out their phones to capture the action. They seemed quite taken with Qin Fen, the tough guy battling it out under a makeshift tent.

As to the nature of their interest—whether it was the deep kind—Qin Fen couldn't tell.

"Is this some kind of new psionic power awakening? What power is this? Anti-Wealth Warrior Armor?"

"How could it be named that? Surely, it's 'Dragon Blood Boiling' or maybe 'Daily Dose of Good Fortune'!"

"The crowd's shock, surprise, envy, and other emotions tally up to 2,888 points!"

Qin Fen's face was lined with frustration upon hearing the crowd's commentary.

He could grasp their shock and surprise, but envy? Were they envious of the Nine-Taste Decoction's side effects? He certainly didn't want that.

"Qin Fen, stop it right now!"

Zhang Ning couldn't contain herself and yelled out. Her voice was so piercing that Qin Fen instinctively paused, his stool hovering above the disheveled head of Liu Ergou.

"Harvesting 888 points from Zhang Ning's anger!"

At that moment, Liu Ergou was still reeling, his eyes brimming with tears.

He had seen dishonorable behavior before, but never to this extent!

It was supposed to be a brawl, yet I'm not even worthy of a name.

"Qin Fen, don't get too cocky. You're nothing but a failure who couldn't even pass the qualification exam!"

Zhang Ning spat out bitterly, helping Liu Ergou to his feet and preparing to leave.

"Hold on, Brother Ergou, where do you think you're going?"

Qin Fen set the stool aside and addressed the departing pair with a sly grin. Liu Ergou, barely coming to his senses, froze in place.

How did Qin Fen come to know my real name?

For Liu Ergou, that name had been an unforgettable shadow since childhood, so much so that even his girlfriend was unaware of it.

How did Qin Fen find out? Despite confirming over and over, he was certain he didn't know Qin Fen.

"I've shocked Liu Ergou, 888 points!"

"Hey, you've knocked over my drinks. Isn't it a bit rude not to buy them? We all know each other, we were classmates after all."

Qin Fen grinned as he silently set down the bloodied stool.

"How much? I'll take it."

Liu Ergou quickly raised his hand, eager to get out of there.

"2888, but for you, a family discount, 2887."

What a joke. Qin Fen's stash of food was still unsold, and he wasn't about to let this golden opportunity slip by.

"Fine."

Liu Ergou gestured dismissively, pulling out the cash and tossing it to Qin Fen. Just as he was about to leave, Qin Fen stopped him again.

"Hold on, sir, your Nine-Taste Decoction."

Liu Ergou's eyebrows twitched as Qin Fen handed him the Nine-Taste Decoction. He wanted to protest,

No, it's your Nine-Taste Decoction!

But recalling the blood-stained stool, he reluctantly accepted it, grabbed Zhang Ning beside him, and hurried away without a backward glance.

"Take care, Brother Ergou. If it works well for you, do come back!"

At Qin Fen's words, Liu Ergou nearly tripped, almost tumbling to the ground.

"1688. Looks like Brother Dog is really shaken! Better head home quick!"

Qin Fen swiftly packed up his stall and, with a push of his bicycle, sped off into the night.

The strongest psionic power, the poorest talent!

Qin Fen had always seen this as a cosmic joke. In an age where everyone was awakening to their psionic powers and exploring ruins, he was granted the mightiest psionic power but the least impressive talent!

Yet now, the advent of the system had offered him a glimmer of new hope.

With that in mind, Qin Fen pedaled his bicycle toward his apartment complex. Before entering, he detoured to the entrance and withdrew 2,000 yuan.

This was the monthly rent Qin Fen had to hand over to Uncle Su, who ran a shop at the entrance of the neighborhood.

"Hey, Fen? How's it going, business picking up today?"

Uncle Su nodded as he accepted the rent from Qin Fen, not bothering to count it before pocketing it.

"Eh, it's been so-so! Has your sister come back yet?"

Qin Fen inquired casually. Uncle Su had a daughter named Su Rou, who was somewhat of an underclassman to Qin Fen.

"She's back, been back for a while now, helping out inside!"

After exchanging pleasantries, Qin Fen didn't linger to chat with Uncle Su but hurried back home instead.

He was eager to see what the system's next lottery draw had in store!

Perhaps there would be a miraculous item capable of enhancing his abilities!

With this thought, Qin Fen's heart raced with anticipation.

The prospect of enhancing his talents, reaching the pinnacle of life, and becoming a top master seemed tantalizingly close!