10: Chapter 10 My First Self-Made MOD

Yang Xinyue gently pinched the card floating in the air and took a look.

On the face of the [Double-Pupil Warrior] card,

the original street-performing background was gone.

The comical, pointy-headed shape was also gone.

At this moment, the entire [Double-Pupil Warrior] was covered in eerie, light purple double-pupil patterns.

Drawn on the card face was an extremely robust man holding a stone lock.

Between his resolute and handsome brows and eyes emanated a peculiar nobility, while his disheveled, thick facial hair exuded a strong heroic aura.

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His body was like a tiger and bear, and his arms were like a dragon and python. Standing in the center of that card, he was like Mount Tai right before one, or a heavenly pillar descending to the mortal realm.

The double pupils faintly visible beneath the shadow of his facial hair made people feel even more as if they were facing a reincarnated demon god.

Within the abyss behind him, it seemed as if some ferocious beast that devoured people was hidden, making one dare not look for long.

This was also Sun Po's first time seeing the card face of the [Double-Pupil Warrior], and he couldn't help feeling emotional in his heart.

"This is simply akin to a recreation,

directly drastically modifying Changshu Arnold into a combination of Peter Ho and William Feng's version of Xiang Yu?

But this stone lock really ruins the immersion!!"

Yang Xinyue was already impatient.

"Hurry up! Summon him out! This lady wants to see a hunk!!"

Sun Po smiled, closed the door, made a motion to undress, and asked,

"How do you want to look?"

Yang Xinyue gently adjusted her glasses and replied with an extremely vicious remark:

"Look while rolling on the ground~"

Dead memories suddenly surged into his heart,

and the wretchedness of rolling all over the ground made Sun Po recall once again the fear of being dominated by the Yang Family Spear.

He quickly moved his mind.

"[Double-Pupil Warrior]! Appear!!"

The next second,

a burly man over two meters tall with muscular build appeared oppressively before the two of them.

The big man's facial hair fluttered, and one of his eyes possessed double pupils.

He stood proudly, giving people the feeling that what was before them was seemingly a tall mountain that could not be shaken.

Brilliant colors flashed repeatedly in Yang Xinyue's eyes as she said,

"Sun Po, another rare purple card!! Are you a monster?!

The strength of your exclusive talent, among the talents I've seen and heard of,

can also rank in the top three. Dual rare purple cards, maybe you can really vie for the national championship."

Sun Po felt both pride and confusion in his heart.

"I always thought my exclusive talent was perverted enough; are there even stronger ones?"

Yang Xinyue replied calmly:

"How many heroes are there in the world? Although exclusive talents are rare,

under the base of tens of millions of Card Makers, there are not a few.

Even your teacher me had her own exclusive talent back then."

Sun Po keenly captured two strange words:

"Back then?"

Yang Xinyue was stunned for a moment, then her smile vanished as she suddenly said seriously,

"Sun Po, let's not mention others for now. In the future, if you encounter a person named 'Jin Taiji', you must be extremely careful.

Try not to conflict with him and don't let him notice you."

Sun Po was completely baffled, his face full of ignorance.

"Why? Is there something special about this person?"

Yang Xinyue remained silent for a long time before saying in a deep voice after a while,

"My former exclusive talent was called 'Lord of a Hundred Weapons', and now, the owner of this exclusive talent is called Jin Taiji."

Sun Po was shocked.

"Aren't talents independently awakened by everyone? Can they also be seized?!"

Yang Xinyue sighed softly, her face full of heaviness:

"To be precise, it's stealing."

She stared at Sun Po and said word by word,

"The exclusive talent of Jin Taiji, the number one genius of the Five Surnames and Seven Clans Jin family—The Life-Stealer,

its effect is that it can steal the other party's exclusive talent."

Sun Po's first reaction upon hearing this sentence was:

"If there really is such an exclusive talent, then this person must die!

Whether it's for me or for Sister Xinyue!"

He didn't say much more.

Words leak failure, actions achieve success in secrecy.

Before accomplishing such a thing, Sun Po could not possibly broadcast it.

...

The joy of producing a purple card was also diluted quite a bit by this layer of haze.

One step slow, every step slow; I must make up for my weaknesses as much as possible.

Only in this way will I have a chance to come out on top in the Gaokao arena.

"What kind of MOD would be appropriate to make?"

He racked his brain for a long time, and suddenly,

a flash of inspiration struck.

A familiar and domineering line rushed into his mind:

"Omaewa mou ka?

Do you also want to dance?"

That flamboyant and arrogant figure crossed time and space, gradually becoming clear in Sun Po's mind,

transforming into a sinister, red-and-black mottled pupil.

Illusory-breaking, weapons, defense, strength, agility.

And it just so happened to make up for the flaw of the [Double-Pupil Warrior] having only one double pupil.

What else could be more suitable than it?

I've decided on you!

Sharingan!!

...

After finalizing the plan for the custom MOD, Sun Po clicked on the system's new functional area—Custom MOD.

That panel was like a high-tech screen without any buttons,

only having a slot displaying the amount of spiritual value.

Sun Po tried to imagine the Sharingan,

and all the images related to the Sharingan flashed past like a fast-forwarded movie.

From Izanagi to the establishment of the Uchiha clan, and then to the life scenes of every Uchiha—

Lord Madara, Shisui, Itachi, Sasuke, and so on flashed past one by one.

Finally, the screen dimmed,

and a jelly-like colored substance constantly wriggled in the center of the screen,

slowly changing into a circular eyeball.

At this moment, the eyeball in the screen was still the most ordinary eyeball—

that is, in a completely unopened state. Sun Po looked at the spiritual value beside it:

it only consumed 5 points of spiritual value.

As Sun Po continued to imagine, that jelly-like substance continued to change.

This time, it turned into a One-Tomoe Sharingan.

The spiritual value on the side consumed 10 points.

When it transformed again and turned into a Two-Tomoe Sharingan,

the spiritual value on the side plummeted by 50 points.

And when this eye finally transformed into a Three-Tomoe Sharingan,

the spiritual value instantly consumed 100 points.

When this eye finally transformed into the Mangekyou Sharingan,

its consumption of spiritual value directly reached the 300-point mark.

You must know that this consumed a whole large box of materials

to decompose out the spirituality.

Yet this single, tiny Mangekyou Sharingan was about to nearly exhaust all the spirituality.

This was also Sun Po's first time making a custom MOD, and he finally had a concept of this spiritual consumption.

It was truly useful, but it was also truly expensive.

But expensive as it was, it was worth it!

Sun Po reined in his thoughts, condensed his mind, and concentrated on recalling all the details about Madara's Sharingan.

"Hmm, it's a straight-tomoe Sharingan; the pattern here should be a bit finer.

The abilities are taijutsu enhancement, summoning Susanoo,

as well as basic dynamic vision, insight into chakra, illusions, and illusion resistance."

He thought about it in detail for a long time, and finally,

that blob of jelly had completely turned into Uchiha Madara's Mangekyou Sharingan in Sun Po's heart.

Just as Sun Po intended to issue the instruction to complete the MOD in his heart,

suddenly, he thought of a problem.

In the original work, the Mangekyou Sharingan is driven by chakra.

The power system of that world is chakra.

If I create this MOD and its power system is still chakra,

then the [Double-Pupil Warrior] simply cannot drive it. This kind of problem gave Sun Po a headache.

Because there was no precedent and no reference,

he could only rely on his own imagination to cross the river by feeling for the stones.

Suddenly, he associated it with the panel of the [Double-Pupil Warrior], and in an instant,

a skill gave him inspiration.

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