Chapter 4

As the strong man who called himself "Rebirth" disappeared into the pillar of light, the mist surrounding the group began to dissipate, and the morning glow on the horizon became clear to Zhao Futu. It was still some time before dawn, and the distance remained somewhat dim.

"Hey? Are we just going to stand here and wait foolishly?" The first to speak was the high school student. The young man was restless and clearly couldn't stand the silence. He looked around and said, "I've seen this movie. It's mainly about the battle between vampires and werewolves. The male lead was initially a vampire's slave and even got involved with the vampire leader's daughter."

"I don't remember much about what happened later. I just remember the female lead was burned to death in the sun, and then the male lead, driven mad, overthrew the vampire's rule!"

"It's been a long time since I watched the movie. I almost forgot about it."

Compared to the heavy expressions on the others' faces, the high school student seemed relaxed. He glanced at the people around him, then walked to the side of the man dressed as a migrant worker and patted his shoulder, saying, "You don't have to look so gloomy. From my perspective, this place is like a computer game I used to play. There are attributes, skills, even health points, magic points, and a starter gift."

After saying this, the high school student blinked, and a silver Desert Eagle appeared in his hand. He waved the Desert Eagle and said meaningfully, "See? This is the starter gift the Nightmare Space gave me. Unfortunately, it only has twenty-four bullets. I wonder if it will be enough."

Hearing this, the others suddenly remembered they had a so-called small gift and began to check.

"Look, your skill is 'Tough Skin.' This is clearly a tank's talent," the high school student said confidently, patting the middle-aged man dressed as a migrant worker. He then pointed to the man with glasses who worked in insurance and continued, "Your skill is clearly supportive, suitable for interacting with the characters here, just like getting a skill bonus when talking to NPCs in a game."

"The only problem is, although we have a tank, we don't have a healer, and we don't know if our damage dealers are strong enough. Quickly check what starter gifts you got." The high school student's eyes flickered, and he waved the Desert Eagle, his voice gaining more confidence because of the gun. After the strong man who called himself "Rebirth" disappeared, he immediately took on a leadership role.

"Idiot!"

Zhao Futu noticed the man with glasses beside him moving his lips, and from the mouth shape, it seemed he said "idiot." However, he didn't say it out loud, probably because he was afraid of the gun. The few people present had all struggled in society for some time and wouldn't easily follow the arrangements of a high school student, especially one who probably didn't do well in school and only played games.

Playing games, huh?

Zhao Futu also found the high school student's words unreliable. For someone who could climb over the school wall to play and even gain a skill recognized by the space, he didn't have much to say. His innate intuition told Zhao Futu that although the man said the mission was simple, he didn't believe it. He always felt a hidden threat, as if being watched by a fierce beast.

For the first time, his perception of the outside world was so clear and intense!

Zhao Futu opened his personal Nightmare Space, a space about one cubic meter in size. Inside, there was no gun, only a parchment the size of a test paper, covered with words he didn't recognize. However, when he focused on it, the name of the item naturally appeared in his mind.

"Scout Scroll: Learning this grants Scout Level 1, allowing you to view the target's attributes. The level of detail depends on the difference in perception. Learning conditions: Intelligence 6+, Perception 12+. Upgrading this skill requires 1000 survival points and one E-grade soul crystal."

Survival points?

Soul crystals?

Zhao Futu silently stored this information in his mind, then casually tapped the parchment, which disappeared into the Nightmare Space. A faint white light flashed, and his mind was flooded with information. A new skill appeared on his personal attribute page.

"Scout Level 1: If your perception is higher than the target's, you can view the target's basic attributes. If your perception is 50% higher, you can form a perception suppression, allowing you to see the target's basic skills. If your perception is lower, you will alert the target. Using this skill on characters can cause their dislike, hostility, or even attack. Skill cost: 10 energy points."

After Zhao Futu learned the Scout skill, the others also took out what they had received.

The only woman in the group took out a light blue bottle, the middle-aged man dressed as a migrant worker took out a roll of bandages, the man with no skills took out a steel short sword, and the man who worked in pyramid schemes took out a glowing long sword, which then became indistinguishable from a regular steel sword.

The pyramid scheme man, who had been somewhat awkward due to being excluded, suddenly changed his attitude after taking out the sword. He stood to the side, seemingly unconcerned about the high school student's Desert Eagle.

As for the last person, the man with glasses, a light flashed around him.

"Seems he also drew a skill?" Zhao Futu thought.

The man with glasses was the only one in the group with a Level 3 skill, even if it was just Basic Eloquence Level 3. This proved he was not an ordinary person. In reality, he was likely an elite in his workplace.

"Hmph!" The man with glasses, noticing the high school student's curiosity, muttered a few incomprehensible incantations. A small fireball the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in his palm. He casually threw it forward, and a small explosion created a twenty-centimeter hole in the ground, more powerful than a handgun.

The man with glasses, who had been somewhat intimidated by the high school student's gun, now seemed more confident and glared back at him.

In fact, everyone had guessed the high school student's thoughts. The young man, thinking he had a gun, had become overly confident. The man with glasses deliberately released a small fireball to intimidate the high school student, telling him not to get too cocky just because he had a gun. Since everyone was brought here, they were not to be underestimated.

The high school student's eyes had been flickering, and as someone who spent his days immersed in games, he naturally had ulterior motives.

The man with glasses' glare made the high school student somewhat awkward. Just a flash of light, and the other person could use a fireball from the game. He looked around and realized he had become overly confident when he got the gun, and now he was the second person to be excluded, after the pyramid scheme man.

At least everyone looked at him with some caution.

"Why don't we all share what we got? Since we're in this place, we need to figure out how to survive," the man with glasses said, looking around and pausing on the pyramid scheme man's long sword. "I got a scroll that automatically grants me Small Fireball Level 1, which you just saw."

With someone leading the way, the rest was easier.

Zhao Futu didn't hide anything and directly shared his skill. The other people also shared their items: the white-collar woman got a potion that restores 50 energy points (energy includes magic points), the migrant worker got bandages that restore 15 health points and treat bleeding wounds. The other two showed their weapons but didn't say much.

Zhao Futu and the man with glasses both glanced at the long sword but didn't notice anything unusual.

Upon learning that the white-collar woman had a potion that restores energy, the man with glasses smiled at her, his eyes brightening, clearly interested in her item.

Taking this opportunity, Zhao Futu activated Scout Level 1. Everyone present was an ordinary person, with no signs of martial arts or qi cultivation.

Since their perception was lower than his, he could check their attributes.

Activating Scout had no obvious signs, except that Zhao Futu's eyes brightened slightly, and the others didn't notice anything.

"Scout activated! Your perception is 27 (18+9), the target's perception is 9 (6+3). Your perception is far higher, and the target will not notice!... Perception exceeds the target by 100%, you can see the target's basic attributes and skill names!..."

"Perception suppression formed!... Under perception suppression, you can see the target's skill names, levels, and effects!..."

Under Scout, the skills and attributes of everyone present appeared before Zhao Futu.

Everyone's main attributes were similar, with differences only in their specialties. For example, the high school student had a natural agility of 9, which was unusually high. The others had varying highest attributes, mostly around 7-8, with the migrant worker also having 9, but in stamina.

Everyone's main attributes were similar, but their secondary attributes varied greatly.

The man with glasses had a mental attribute of 11, almost double that of an ordinary person! The migrant worker had a willpower of 13, even higher than Zhao Futu. The others were slightly lower, with the white-collar woman having a natural charm of 9, increased by 3 points from the locked skill [Graceful and Beautiful], making her the most charming with 12 points.

The pyramid scheme man had dual specialties, with a mental attribute of 9 and charm of 8, significantly higher than the others, who were mostly around 5-6. The high school student and the man with no skills had average secondary attributes, with the highest being 7, nothing special. Notably, the high school student's willpower was only 3, indicating that his addiction to games had greatly damaged his willpower.

"Main attributes are similar, but why are my secondary attributes so much higher? Could it be because of my alchemy practice?" Zhao Futu thought, looking at his secondary attributes, which far exceeded others.

Due to the 50% boost from the space, his current attributes were:

— Strength 9 (6+3), Agility 8 (5+2.5), Intelligence 12 (8+4), Stamina 9 (6+3), Mental 23 (15+7.5), Perception 27 (18+9), Willpower 18 (12+6), Charm 12 (8+4)...

"Rounding up?"

Zhao Futu looked at his boosted attributes, moved his body slightly, and immediately felt a surge of strength, far exceeding his best state in reality. He felt he could run twenty kilometers without any pressure, with abundant stamina and good mental state. Under the data template, his condition was excellent!

...

"The space's mission is to survive for 48 hours and kill at least one low-level werewolf. Survival is one thing, but werewolves, even low-level ones, are not easy to deal with!"

"Everyone has probably seen this movie. Werewolves are legendary creatures, and dealing with them won't be easy. We should discuss what to do next."

The surroundings were vast and open, clearly not a place to stay long.

—"Awooo!..."

Just as the man with glasses finished speaking, a howl echoed from a small hill in the distance, followed by a series of howls that quickly approached!

The sun finally rose.

But everyone's faces changed, and they nervously looked toward the hill.