Chapter 124: Stat Allocation, Base, and Total Mobilization

"Char? Char..."

Hao Ren paused upon hearing Sharp's answer.

"Sharp, compare the appearance of this individual with the 640 examinees in your database for this promotion dungeon."

"Understood..." Red light flickered in the mechanical bird's eyes as it perched on the limestone. "Comparison complete. None of the 639 candidates or players match these physical characteristics. Excluding the possibility of a disguise, there is over a 90 percent probability that this 'Char' is an intruder player."

"I see," Hao Ren muttered, his gaze drifting toward Orihime, who was nearly suffocating from being buried in his chest.

In this promotion dungeon, I am likely the only one capable of taking out a seeded player by sheer luck, which means no one else should be able to perform a summon right now. Combined with Sharp’s deduction of his intruder status and the information provided by Hiiragi and Orihime about their former master, there is an 80 percent chance that this is the very same 'Blind Duck' whose girl I 'NTR-ed' in the last world.

While I don't know how he managed to enter this dungeon or what his goal is, there can’t be many explanations other than seeking revenge for my stealing his girl.

Forcing his way into this promotion dungeon must have come at a heavy cost. They say a woman's heart is as deep as the sea, but a jealous man's heart is truly impossible to fathom.

Hao Ren wore the expression of a man who had realized the "one truth."

They say a man is handsome when he is deep in thought, though in Hao Ren's case, his gaze had settled at a 45-degree downward angle toward Saya’s chest while he pondered...

"(A man's heart) is so profound... Ouch!"

Clutching his bruised side, Hao Ren patted Hiiragi’s calf.

"Cottonball, your former master has come looking for me. Do you want to get involved?"

Hiiragi, her mouth stuffed with marshmallows, paused, clearly not understanding.

"Hm? Hiiragi's former master? Isn't that a player from the previous dungeon? How could he appear here?"

Ryougi Shiki frowned, instinctively sensing danger.

"Master, are you saying that failed cosplay man in the mask has appeared?"

Orihime’s six eyes lit up. She instantly snapped out of her dizziness and huddled close to Hao Ren.

"Well... this person isn't the muscle-head you described earlier."

Hao Ren scratched his head and relayed Sharp's conclusion and his own deductions to the group.

After listening to Hao Ren’s account, Hiiragi and Orihime locked eyes for three seconds, then...

Simultaneously, they extended their thumbs, drew them across their throats, pointed them downward, and clenched their fists.

"Finish him!"

...

The conclusion was clear: regardless of whether that person was their former master, they had to be obliterated.

"Girls, want to stretch your limbs?" Hao Ren smiled at their response and the expectant looks in some of their eyes.

"Yes!" Having apparently understood his meaning, all thirteen girls—including those who were not combat-oriented—replied with slight excitement.

Following that, Hao Ren’s balance, which had fluctuated during his gambling, plummeted from 8,500 points to 360. (Zombie Walk and the God of Wisdom were weeping.)

"Let's make a big splash..."

...

Inside the limestone within Zevil Island.

Looking at the limestone that had been hollowed out in less than five minutes, Hao Ren couldn't help but pat the heads of his three weapon-transforming companions one by one.

Although he was swiped away by a golden hand-shaped construct again, Hao Ren felt his 'head-patting' technique was improving.

Having built-in drills and excavators was truly convenient.

Using her control over Earth-elemental magic, Saya smoothed the inner walls of the limestone until they were as polished as ceramic tiles.

"Tiara, deploy the nano-drones."

Hearing Hao Ren’s command, the dazed-looking doctor nodded. With a wave of her small hand, a vast swarm of invisible micro-machines diffused into the air, drifting out through the window they had just carved into the limestone wall.

"Sharp, how is the signal?" Hao Ren looked up at the mechanical bird flying in mid-air.

"Very stable, but if I enter full-projection mode, I won't be able to process other information. I need someone to assist."

"Tiara, go help him."

"I'll do my best." Tiara humbly replied, though her fingers were already flying across the virtual keyboard at high speed.

"Understood. Full-projection mode, initiating." The mechanical bird's eyes glowed, and the inner walls of the limestone were suddenly mapped with a multitude of images, primarily consisting of static screens and infrared landscapes.

These were all feeds transmitted by the nano-drones through Sharp, whose processing power was surprisingly formidable.

Watching the 3D map of Zevil Island on the virtual screen gradually get covered in red signals, Hao Ren silently toyed with Tenpyo’s fluffy tail.

"Full island coverage complete." Tiara stopped her hands and let out a breath. "It seems this dungeon has no special restrictions on this kind of high-tech equipment. The surveillance network is perfectly deployed."

"Very good." Hao Ren continued to play with Cottonball.

Gon was sneaking toward the "Right Chest" island.

The Dino Sentai were huddled together, doing something unknown, though two members were missing.

Tonge had just successfully ambushed Leorio in league with the monkey-man.

Yusuke and Kuwabara were bickering with each other.

"Come and catch me~ Hahaha~" "I've caught you~ Hehehe~" Hisoka and Char were playing around.

Dozens of clear images appeared.

"Isolate the footage of Hisoka and that fake Char, and give me their coordinates."

Following Hao Ren’s command, a high-resolution image appeared on the wall.

"Taking the limestone as the center point, their position is Y-axis 37, X-axis 26. The straight-line distance is 1.2 kilometers. They are very close." Tiara quickly rattled off a string of data.

Hao Ren set Hiiragi on the ground and beckoned Orihime over.

"Hiiragi, Orihime, do you really not want me to intervene in the fight against this Char?" Hao Ren’s expression was slightly serious.

"Yes, Master. We are not just pretty vases, after all." Orihime had long since changed out of her British maid outfit, revealing her usual spiderweb combat suit, her four sharp, black legs dancing restlessly.

"My Wish Balance is no pushover either!" Hiiragi proudly put her hands on her hips and puffed out her undeveloped little chest.

"Alright then. Here is 50 points as fuel for the Wish Balance." Hao Ren stuffed a coin stamped with [LP50] into Hiiragi’s hand.

"However, remember: do not, under any circumstances, engage with that guy named Hisoka! Do. Not. If you encounter him, retreat immediately, do you hear me?" Hao Ren’s eyes were filled with earnestness. He subconsciously tightened his grip, causing the master-servant duo of Hiiragi and Orihime a slight sting, but their hearts were warmed and filled with joy.

"Don't worry, Ren-niisan, we won't push ourselves too hard." Hiiragi jumped up, wrapped her arms around Hao Ren’s neck, and planted a kiss on his cheek.

Orihime was blushing furiously, looking completely flustered. Finally, she hurriedly bowed to Hao Ren, grabbed Hiiragi, and ran outside.

"Heh." Watching their backs disappear into the night, Hao Ren, who had been ambushed, smiled while touching his cheek where a tiny trace of saliva remained.

"Shiina, follow them quietly. Report if anything happens, and watch your own safety."

"Yes, my Lord." With a 'whoosh,' Shiina vanished.

"Nemesis, if you want to go out and play, be careful and come back early."

"Hehe, you know me best, Master." The black slip dress, worn without anything underneath, swayed as Nemesis transformed into a crow with natural camouflage and flew out.

"The rest of you, conserve your energy. We still have a boss to push once Hiiragi and the others return." Hao Ren comforted the battle-hungry members who couldn't go out yet.

Ryougi Shiki and the others’ blades were already itching for action.

...

(Character data has been majorly updated; those 8,000+ points were not spent in vain.)