When Ling Yan was tied to the altar, the Nova family was holding a celebration banquet for his successor. He opened his eyes, and a line of text popped up on the intelligence panel: There are still 7 days left before the talent is cleared. Hunting target: Nova Helian. Current win rate: 0.7%. Everyone was laughing—an F-level waste that couldn't even hold up the altar for three seconds. Ling Yan was thinking about another thing: three years ago, Helian used these hands to make the friend he reported into an artificial enemy. The panel lights up yellow: warning, swallowing the enemy's fragments will lead to personality pollution. He smiled, so what? When Helian raised his wine glass at the celebration banquet, Ling Yan had already calculated the structural weaknesses of the entire manor, the time for the guard changing, and the energy leakage points of the three ruins. The cry of the little mouse came from the dungeon. He turned off the panel and took action in advance. Tonight, he wants everyone to know that consumables can also overturn the chessboard.
