60: Chapter 59 Searching for Diamond-Level Clues
Yang Hang held the card, looking at it against the light for three seconds before fully understanding its function.
Merit Diversion.
This meant he could split his terrifyingly ridiculous Personal Merit Points into two parts.
One part would be linked to his real account, while the other would flow into this Anonymous Account.
Then, two names would appear on the leaderboard. One would be the ordinary survivor 'Yang Hang' with a reasonable merit value, and the other would be some nameless, numbered account.
When everyone was looking for a 'Yang Hang' with over 25 billion merit points, they would see the 'Yang Hang' on the merit rankings with only ten thousand-plus points, ranked thousands of places down—impressive, but not exaggerated.
Meanwhile, the real string of numbers would sit quietly and openly at the very top of the personal merit rankings, watching over all survivors.
Yang Hang smacked his lips; although he hadn't planned on getting this item so early—thinking it better at this stage to obtain treasures that enhanced his strength or perfected his Cause and Effect Fate Platform—he didn't mind.
He didn't feel much about the official scrutiny either.
In his eyes, the moves they made to search for him through various means didn't even feel like a fly landing on his body.
If he wanted to solve it, there were far too many ways to do so.
However, since his parents and relatives had some needs that this could help with on both ends, getting it early didn't matter.
Coincidentally, he wouldn't have to be so secretive about maintaining his external identity anymore, saving him a lot of trouble.
Yang Hang stored the card into his inventory and reopened the information registration form.
He picked up the pen.
Name: Yang Hang.
Talent: Minor Fate Technique.
Karmic Point Balance Range: 1,000 - 10,000.
Treasure Chest Records: Day 1 Gold Tier (Ability Crystal), Day 2 Silver Grade...
He filled it out fluently and naturally; every column of data fit perfectly with the persona he presented to the outside world: 'a lucky survivor who started with good luck and awakened the Minor Fate Technique.'
He originally wanted to write Minor Fate Technique, but after some thought, he changed it to something else.
He finished filling in his personal information.
Then it was his relatives and friends.
After writing the final column of remarks, he put down the pen.
His gaze then fell upon that Anonymous Account card.
With a thought, Karma rotated, and in the next moment, the Anonymous Account card turned into golden light and dove into his body.
After some tossing around in his consciousness, a Yanxia survivor named Yang Hang with a merit value of 11,071 appeared at the 4,982nd spot on the ninth-day leaderboard that everyone could see.
Naturally, everyone else was pushed back one rank simultaneously.
Someone would inevitably notice this strange phenomenon, but he immediately called upon the Power of Causality to alter the manifestation of the karmic lines regarding the awareness of this event for the hundreds of survivors ranked before and after him.
It wasn't changing memories, nor was it blurring cognition.
Instead, he directly plucked the one karmic line where they might overlook this matter out of the tens of thousands of endless possibilities and forced it into reality.
Preparations were complete.
On his Fate Platform, he set the completed form to be automatically transmitted to Qin Feifei at 7:00 PM and then ignored it.
Then it came to this time on the tenth day in the Magic Sea; Qin Feifei's side simply sent a cute 'OK, received' emoji, and there was no further word.
He didn't care much either.
He said he didn't want to expose his identity, but in reality, even if it were exposed, it wouldn't pose much of a threat to him.
It would just certainly add a lot of trouble to his daily life.
He chatted with his Family about their recent situations as usual.
He gave his younger sister some time, letting her act spoiled and thank him for a bit, and after helping her open a good treasure chest, he patiently listened to her report on what she had been doing daily.
Then Yang Yue bid farewell at light speed, exiting the Fate Platform to drag a group of young sisters and brothers from the near-sea area out to hunt.
Yang Hang wasn't worried about her safety; setting aside the fact that he had arranged a top-tier Silver Grade sunken sea treasure chest item for her almost every day—covering offense, defense, recovery, and life-saving all in one—even if things went wrong, the automatic defense mechanism he had set for her by calling upon Karma was still active.
It was the same for his parents; he arranged very few offensive means for his mother, but he ensured her physical safety very well. He also opened an Elven Source Pearl for her; after consuming it, she became immune to all diseases and looked at least ten years younger. Otherwise, even Xiao Yue said she was reluctant to be around her parents these days because they were too lovey-dovey.
It made her feel like her head was emitting a white light for no reason.
As for his dad, he had almost turned him into a superman. It had to be said, in the pictures and videos he shared in various Family groups from time to time, he looked majestic. Compared to before the Transmigration or when it first started, he had completely transformed, as if he had found a new direction in life and gained a new lease on it.
Having handled the Family matters, he turned his gaze to today's treasure chest fishing.
As the invitation progress for the over two billion survivors of the foreign civilization factions reached over ninety percent, his Karma energy reserves also hit a new high, giving him extra confidence. So today, he planned to seriously search for any Diamond Treasure Chests that might exist in the Magic Sea.
The rewards from the first Diamond Treasure Chest had already nearly put him at the peak of the Magic Sea; what if there was another one?
Wouldn't he be able to just tear right through the Magic Sea?
Cough, alright, just a joke—tearing through the Magic Sea might be a bit difficult, but his strength reaching the next level was a certainty, so he intended to give it his all today.
Yang Hang sat on the top deck of the Golden Giant Ship.
The light from the twin suns was filtered by the energy shield into a soft, warm hue.
He closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking before suddenly soaring upward.
Boom.
Karmic Void Realm.
He looked down from above. It could no longer be called a 'river.' It was a vast river. The spirit and energy of over two billion foreign civilization survivors gathered here, expanding the original energy reserves by more than twenty times. Golden tides rolled in the void, each crash echoing with the deafening sound of rules.
So wealthy.
Yang Hang glanced at the fishing spot in the center of the Houseboat below, which was glowing with a faint blue light.
With a thought.
The vast golden river of energy instantly boiled. The Power of Causality followed that thin blue line of the fishing spot, flowing upstream and frantically spreading into countless future possibilities.
Images exploded in Yang Hang's mind.
Billions of treasure chest phantoms flickered like stars.
Rotten Wood Class: Broken wooden buckets, foul-smelling black bread, snapped hemp ropes.
Yang Hang's will swept through, and energy crushed these low-tier karmic lines.
Bronze Grade: Bloody rusted iron knives, half-bottles of murky fresh water, a roll of coarse hemostatic bandages.
Crushed.
Silver Grade: A cold-gleaming steel repeating crossbow with permanent durability, a precision-engineered super automatic water purifier, a carriage full of high-calorie military canned food.
Continued filtering.
Gold Tier.
The numbers dropped sharply, but there were still vaguely dozens, nearly a hundred light orbs floating in the depths of the karmic lines.
Yang Hang saw them. A crystal-clear conch labeled [Storm Horn]; a broken golden halberd blade labeled [Fragment of Poseidon's Wrath]; a grey cloth bag labeled [Infinite Space Bag].