132: Chapter 132 Sequence 6, Spatial Abilities

The Nightmare Mask, a forbidden artifact, can cause people to fall into their memories, unable to extricate themselves.

It can also allow the user to enter others' memories and alter them.

But the price is that for every alteration, one loses a segment of their own memories.

To Wang Lin, this is useless.

If this thing is used too much, one might end up becoming an idiot.

More importantly, Wang Lin obtained something better in the temple: the ability of the Bestower.

He can bestow his own Superpower onto others, so he said indifferently: "I didn't really gain anything, just one forbidden artifact. I'll sell it to the Twelve Zodiacs."

Upon hearing the three words "forbidden artifact," the air around them seemed to solidify instantly.

Shen Wanjun, the president of the North China region for the Miracle Company, was the first to turn his head: "A forbidden artifact... The forbidden artifact he mentioned..."

Li Canghai, the president of the Central China region standing next to him, did not speak, but his gaze was fixed intently on the mask.

Bishop Qin Cang of the Holy Court's Northern Diocese also turned his head: "Nightmare... That is Nightmare..."

"This is a forbidden artifact that can alter others' memories, or even change their lives."

Murong Qiu, the leader of the Circus, sighed: "I didn't expect it to end up in the hands of the Twelve Zodiacs after all?"

Tiger of the Twelve Zodiacs was also stunned: "I didn't expect you to have actually obtained a forbidden artifact?"

Wang Lin spread his hands and laughed: "There's nothing I can do; I wanted to keep a low profile, but my strength doesn't allow it!!"

Tiger was silent for a moment: "forbidden artifacts are always priceless and hard to come by, so how much do you want to sell it for?"

The ears of the surrounding faction leaders perked up.

If Tiger dared to buy the mask at a low price, they would immediately step forward, shout a higher price, and snatch the mask for themselves.

With Nightmare, one can control others' memories; by controlling others' memories, one can control their thoughts; by controlling their thoughts, one can control their actions; by controlling their actions, one can control the entire world.

This is the key to power.

Tiger did not look at them; he kept his eyes on Wang Lin: "What do you want for it?"

Wang Lin thought for a moment and said: "Aren't my father and Uncle Zhang working at the Twelve Zodiacs?"

"If possible, please promote them."

"After all, they've been working at the Twelve Zodiacs for over twenty years and are still just freelance staff; it's really embarrassing."

"As for the price, I don't really know. You decide what to give; I trust the reputation of the Twelve Zodiacs."

"Give the money to my dad when the time comes. He leaves early and returns late every day, but doesn't earn much."

"Tell him this money is retirement savings earned by his son, so don't let him push himself so hard."

"He should retire when it's time to retire; enjoying life is what's most important!"

Upon hearing this, Tiger was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Good, good, good! I didn't expect Dashan to have raised such a filial son!"

"Good, good, good! I will definitely persuade him to retire early. It's time for him to give up his position; he shouldn't just occupy the latrine without doing anything!"

Then Tiger became serious again: "Since you have returned safely from the temple, the selection for the Reserve Member is over."

"In that case, you can officially join the Twelve Zodiacs."

"I am now officially inviting you—Wang Lin, are you willing to join the Twelve Zodiacs?"

Wang Lin was silent for a moment and asked: "If I join the Twelve Zodiacs, can I quit later?"

Tiger's eyes narrowed: "Once you join the organization, you belong to the organization."

"You may not quit the organization in any form. Otherwise, you will be placed on the Twelve Zodiacs' kill list."

The people nearby widened their eyes, especially Su Tang. Others couldn't even get into the Twelve Zodiacs if they tried, yet Wang Lin actually wanted to quit.

What is this guy thinking? How could he not seize such a good opportunity?

At this moment, a voice rang out: "If you are willing to join the Holy Court, the Holy Court promises you that if you ever want to quit, the Holy Court will never stop you."

The speaker was Bishop Qin Cang of the Holy Court's Northern Diocese.

From the moment Wang Lin stepped out of the portal, his eyes had not left him.

Tiger's eyes narrowed even more: "Qin Cang, this is the internal business of the Twelve Zodiacs; I advise you not to meddle."

Qin Cang did not back down: "Wang Lin hasn't agreed to join the Twelve Zodiacs yet."

"Therefore, he doesn't count as one of your Twelve Zodiacs yet."

People from other surrounding factions began to whisper and gossip.

Their gazes shifted back and forth between Tiger and Qin Cang, as if watching a good show.

Wang Lin looked at Qin Cang: "Bishop Qin, I'm really not interested in your Holy See."

"Your Ancient Martial Arts take years to practice; I don't have the patience to learn that stuff."

Qin Cang smiled: "Whether you learn it or not is up to you."

"You can do whatever you want in the Holy Court; no one will control you."

"As long as you lend a hand when the Holy Court needs you, that's all."

Wang Lin thought for a moment: "Forget it. I don't like being tied down."

Qin Cang was silent for a moment, then continued: "How about this, Wang Lin, let's talk privately for a bit."

"If you still don't want to join the Holy Court by then, I won't force you."

Since the other party had put it that way, he had to show some respect.

Wang Lin nodded, his voice very soft: "Fine."

Qin Cang walked to Wang Lin's side, raised his hand, and gently swiped through the air.

An invisible barrier rose up around them.

A barrier that could block sound, block Mental Energy detection, and block any possibility of eavesdropping.

"Wang Lin, I know you have a way to obtain Superpowers from others."

"Whether it's Replication or something else, I don't care; that's your own ability."

"However, there is one Superpower that you will definitely be very interested in."

Wang Lin frowned slightly.

Qin Cang's voice rang out again: "Superpowers are also graded. The higher the grade, the rarer they are."

"Just like the top ten ranked Superpowers, each one can only exist once; there cannot be a second one."

"Unless the owner dies, a second identical Superpower will not appear in the world."

And we, the Holy Court, have one of the top ten ranked Superpowers—Sequence 6, [Spatial Ability]."

Wang Lin's pupils contracted sharply; if one hadn't been staring at him the whole time, one wouldn't have noticed at all.

Qin Cang looked into his eyes and continued: "If you join us, I can make the decision to give this Superpower to you."

Wang Lin was stunned; there was only one thought in his mind—Sequence 6 [Spatial Ability], they were actually willing to give it to him?

What kind of concept was that?

Spatial Ability, ranked in the top ten.

It can tear through space, teleport, create dimensions, and open a door anywhere.

With it, he could go anywhere he wanted, escape from any danger, and gain an absolute advantage in any battle.

"Why give it to me?"

"To tell you the truth, the owner of that Spatial Ability was seriously injured during a mission and is about to die."

"In order to prevent other organizations from obtaining the Spatial Ability, the Holy Court has been using precious medicinal herbs to sustain his life."

"You could say we possess the Spatial Ability, or you could say we don't."