My Salvation Game Became true?!. Chapter 27 – Chapter 27: Chapter 27: The Girl Development Plan

Chapter 27: Chapter 27: The Girl Development Plan

An Jianyou didn't doubt that the world was gradually sliding into an abyss.

But as for the voice in her mind insisting on struggling for humanity, she remained skeptical.

The so-called “organization for saving the world” sounded unreliable at first glance, probably some heretical cult, or perhaps the whisper of some ineffable existence.

An Jianyou shook her head.

After giving it some thought, she concluded that whether it was true or false, good or bad, she… had no ability to resist anyway.

The voice had already made its way into her head.

Unable to resist, she could only accept.

Having endured the assault on her senses by those monsters and unable to block it out, An Jianyou was quite accustomed to lying down and enduring.

She questioned in her heart.

Asking what was planned, what she should do next.

But silence ensued; the anticipated voice did not reappear.

An Jianyou took a sneaky glance around, then lowered her voice to ask, “Excuse me, is there anything I need to do?”

Still silence within her heart, no sound erupted in her ears.

Surely she wasn't expected to shout it out loud?

“I swear! I am willing to become the light, to strive for the great cause of saving humanity!”

Sob, sob, sob, how could she ever shout such mortifying words in public!

It wasn't necessary.

That voice hadn't asked her to shout like that, and shouting would probably be in vain. In this scenario, An Jianyou's sense of shame was still something she wished to preserve.

But then, what's next?

Why tell her, “You have been chosen by destiny,” and then leave it at that?

This situation was even more absurd than when she read a novel up to the climax and then there were no updates for several days.

An Jianyou felt bewildered.

Perhaps, this was a test for her.

…

Tai Ping Residential Complex, Building Four.

Fang You was still lying on the ground. The floor felt a bit cold in the winter, but it wasn't a big problem, as he was, after all, a robust human with a physique rating of 1.9.

His body felt drained and exhausted, which also wasn't a big deal.

He was used to it; it had happened many times already.

The only problem was…

Fang · Savior of Destiny · You, was temporarily offline.

“The Savior you're calling is currently not online.”

…

After a good while, Fang You finally shifted, moving himself onto the sofa.

He scrutinized the information on the panel.

“Slash Mastery · Expert Level (Temporary)” was still there. He pondered, “The ‘Slash' technique I replicated is indeed as good as Black Blade's, but the strength of a skill also depends on one's own power.”

He hadn't merged life energy and his physique was far weaker than Black Blade's. Not to mention the poor sustainability when using the Slash technique, its lethality was also far less than Black Blade's.

At the same time, this was a replicated skill, and he couldn't improve its proficiency.

But,

Just as he had guessed before, frequently using the skill might lead to learning the Slash technique—next to the temporary ‘Slash', a new category appeared: ‘Slash: Unlearned 0.3%'.

It could also help to learn other skills by analogy, improving proficiency in them.

“So, the most cost-effective method would be to let other Angel Envoys learn from the Skill Book, and then I replicate it?”

That could be it.

But he also had to consider that learning himself would take time. Even if he used Slash sparingly, his stamina could at most handle two or three uses, and hoping to learn Slash in this way wouldn't be quick.

Perhaps in the future, as his strength and powers as the Savior of Destiny increased, he would learn faster.

For now, he had to keep suitable skills for himself.

Hmm, however…

Fang You then considered skills like ‘Ghost Control,' which had high prerequisites and there might be more to come in the future, and not all would be suitable for him.

Indeed, replication was the key; it's just that having too few replication slots was limiting. If only copying a skill meant instant mastery, that would be wonderful.

Fang You pondered as he opened the list of Angel Envoys.

His own name, Black Blade, and An Jianyou were listed there, totaling three.

“The new Angel Envoy An Jianyou is a real-world envoy, but I don't know the specifics yet.”

Fang You clicked on An Jianyou's panel, and underneath her basic information was…

“①: Cultivation”

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“②: Rest”

“③: Fight”

“④: Task”

“⑤: Communicate”

Each command had undergone significant changes from before, with each containing multiple branches.

For example, within the ‘Training' command, there were options like ‘Technique Training', ‘Physical Conditioning', ‘Sparring', ‘The Bestowment of the Savior', and so on.

Technique Training even allowed for the specification of techniques—a particular set of blade movements, a set of swordsmanship, down to an individual move or posture. That was not possible.

For sparring, a companion was needed to select the option.

But the most important one was ‘The Bestowment of the Savior', commonly known as leveling up or cheating.

‘Rest', ‘Fight', ‘Task'—all these had branching commands as well. One could say the version had been completely upgraded.

It was not like before when he could only instruct Black Blade to either ‘fight' or ‘withdraw'.

He had actually only ever issued the commands for ‘stand by' and ‘task' to Black Blade. He had never tried the others—Black Blade was too self-aware, leaving him no room to give orders.

Fang You, on the other hand, had tried it on himself once and had issued a training command.

I control myself!

The whole command issuing process was roughly: prompt, suggest, warn. You don't want to train? No, your body really wants to.

As a result, that day Fang You was nearly paralyzed. It was just like the time he learned skills in a special state, but this time without the lock on his stamina!

Better not issue that command if you don't have to—someone self-aware like Black Blade was doing fine.

Fang You thought this and looked at the last option—'Communicate'.

Even before the game started, he could communicate with the Apostle of Fate and issue the most specific commands.

Right after Fang You opened the ‘Communicate' option, he saw… uh, a familiar chat window reminiscent of a penguin messaging app popped up in front of him.

Very down-to-earth.

Listed were options for ‘Text Input', ‘Voice Communication', ‘Vision Synchronization'.

…

In Baijiang City, not far from Baijiang University, in front of a villa within an upscale residential complex.

Beep—

Facial recognition.

The villa's gate opened, and An Jianyou sighed as she walked in, immediately seeing the Mysterious Evil watering the plants.

She sighed again but her facial expression remained unchanged, not even glancing at the Mysterious Evil.

She simply walked straight back into her own home, washed her face. The events of the day felt more than a little stimulating, and An Jianyou couldn't quite snap out of it even now.

The strange man in black who could kill that terrifying creature.

The odd voice that echoed in her mind.

Chosen by destiny…

She didn't know whether she was looking forward to or dreading the appearance of that voice again.

Buzz—

“Are you ready?”

“Strive for the glory of humanity.”

The voice was not as loud as the first time it appeared but rather mild—listening to it, you could easily imagine that the owner of the voice was a very handsome young man.

An Jianyou paused for a moment.

After a while, she mentally responded, “I… What do you need me to do?”

She trembled a bit, thinking of certain mosaic-blurred scenes.

Then she heard:

“No need for nervousness.”

“The creed of our organization is to save this world on the brink of collapse. We need you and others chosen by destiny to rid this world of its filth.”

“Simply put, those are the monsters you can see with your own eyes. We call them—Mysterious Evils.”

The voice was not arrogant at all, but gentle.

It clearly knew her situation, understood that she could see those monsters—that Mysterious Evil.

An Jianyou's tense mood gradually eased.

But how to eradicate those terrifying Mysterious Evils? This was what she had always wanted to do but couldn't.

Perhaps aware of her thoughts, the gentle voice said,

“Right now, you indeed lack the ability.”

“For that reason, I will grant you some abilities in advance, and as one chosen by destiny, you will take up the responsibility.”

“Now, I bestow upon you the baptism of your body.”

It felt as if a gentle force was descending in front of her.

An Jianyou's eyelids closed, and she fell into a deep sleep.

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