32: Chapter 32 Games Beyond Dimensions

"Magician?"

"Aren't there only 6 classes? System, you owe me an explanation."

Hearing Chen Mo's request, the system responded.

[Only a very small number of players can draw a special class outside of the six basic classes.]

Simple and easy to understand.

However, Chen Mo felt it was very unusual.

Because in his daily life, he was someone who loved to shout, "Ape God, activate!"

And he was definitely a standard unlucky player.

The luckiest scenario when drawing characters or equipment was hitting the pity -2.

"Could it be... that my bad luck for all these years was just for this moment?!"

Chen Mo clicked to view his class attributes.

[Class: Magician]

[Profile: You are someone who loves to perform all sorts of incredible phenomena. Props are your guns and cannons, logic is your bullets. Your hand speed is shockingly fast, and you are also an expert at flirting with girls.]

"What kind of introduction is this? It feels weird."

[Passive Skill 1: Fire Walk]

[Snap your fingers, and you will turn into dazzling flames to perform a rapid escape.]

[Passive Skill 2: Disguise]

[The Magician is a fickle character; you can disguise your class as one of the 6 common classes.]

[Talents: Light as a Swallow, Card Master, Detail Expert]

[You are a master proficient in psychology, criminal investigation, physics, mathematics, and visual arts.]

[You will learn how to dance on a tightrope faster than others.]

[Playing cards are your lethal weapons.]

[Note: Passive skills that come with the class card are not included in the skill carrying limit.]

[Please work hard to level up and strive to unlock more passive skills.]

After reading the complete introduction to the Magician, a huge countdown appeared before Chen Mo's eyes.

[3 minutes until automatic departure from the Thriller Game.]

[3:00]

[2:59]

Chen Mo let out a long breath, his back leaning against the fibrous inner wall of the capsule, finally feeling relieved.

Just as he had thought, after entering the Thriller Game and learning about the level system.

He knew... this Thriller Game was definitely not a one-time deal.

Instead, in the future, one dungeon after another would descend.

He opened his system inventory, where there was a clear capacity setting in the lower right corner.

[5/30]

This was the inventory for storing daily items and excess skill cards.

Currently, it could only hold 30, but after leveling up, he should be able to expand the storage space.

Below these items were abbreviations, which were the item ID numbers.

Chen Mo scanned through the items he had obtained from the novice dungeon one by one.

[Item: Dr. Tom's Lost Medical Kit, ID: D059]

[Item: Retractable Balloon, ID: D013]

[Item: black cards, ID: C150]

[Item: Threading the Needle, ID: C099]

Items were sorted by level strength, from weakest to strongest.

When Chen Mo saw the Snake Lady's bone-scraping knife, his brows immediately furrowed.

Because the level of the bone-scraping knife displayed before him was now.

[Item: Snake Lady's bone-scraping knife, ID: D030]

"The bone-scraping knife leveled up?"

Originally, the bone-scraping knife's ID was D077, but after experiencing the battle with the Dean, the bone-scraping knife had actually advanced 47 spots.

Chen Mo took out the bone-scraping knife.

It was still that 10cm-long bone-scraping knife, looking like it could only be used for robbery or against unarmed people.

However, when Chen Mo's mind stirred, recalling the scene of the battle with the Dean in his head.

The bone-scraping knife in his hand suddenly began to deform, turning into an axe over a meter long.

[Deans Axe (Copy): This axe comes with 100 points of Ghost Power. There is no door it cannot smash open, unless that door is a higher-level item.]

"Holy crap, that means... if I use the bone-scraping knife to kill a boss, the bone-scraping knife can copy the items the boss used?"

Chen Mo suddenly felt like a pie had fallen from the sky.

Because it wasn't scary for an item to have a low level; what was scary was that this item could turn from a sparrow into a phoenix.

It was just like a little boy who was once despised or even bullied; who knew that decades later he could become the richest man in the world.

It was exactly the same feeling!

Chen Mo suddenly had a feeling like he was using a cheat code.

[Note: Upon returning to the dimension where you reside, you cannot discuss anything related to the Thriller Game with anyone, except for other Thriller Game players like yourself.]

[Note: If you tell a non-Thriller Game player, you will die immediately!]

The countdown before his eyes had 10 seconds left.

[10]

[9]

[8]

[0]

A light screen appeared before Chen Mo's eyes again, and the space seemed to be distorted.

He was like a bug sandwiched between two glass plates, struggling to survive, wanting to break through either one of the glass plates.

Opening his eyes again, before Chen Mo were walls covered with 10cm by 10cm white tiles.

In the middle hung a friendly reminder sign.

[Arrive in a rush, leave with a flush.]

Before entering the Thriller Game, Chen Mo was in the bathroom taking a leak.

And right now, he was just at the most critical moment, the shaking-it-off phase.

Chen Mo suddenly felt a bit weird.

As a maturing flower of the motherland, Chen Mo had to uphold good moral character.

He pressed his finger down.

Listening to the "whoosh" sound of the flushing device in front of him.

He immediately pulled up his pants and fastened his belt.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

[March 21, 2048, 21:00]

"Three days passed inside the Thriller Game, yet the time in reality hasn't changed."

Chen Mo was suddenly a bit scared, afraid that everything before was just his own hallucination.

However, after sliding his finger through the air, seeing the pop-up game panel, and pinching his own cheek.

Chen Mo knew that all of this was real.

"This is a game that transcends dimensions."

He went to the faucet to wash his hands clean.

And washed his face while he was at it.

"Whew..."

The cold water droplets slid down his black hair, and Chen Mo looked at himself in the mirror.

He knew that starting from today... his life would undergo earth-shattering changes.

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth curled up, revealing a look of anticipation.

Thriller Game, land of losers.

This was a pool of blood; besides the red liquid, there was only white sand.

A humanoid shadow appeared on the water's surface, slowly floating up, with the nose and mouth surfacing first.

The body was washed onto the beach following the tide of the bloody water.

The Dean, wearing a white lab coat, opened his eyes slightly and rose from the water.

The Dean had recovered his original human appearance, and the memories lost because of transforming into a monster were now fully restored.

At the same time, a memory from the Basement also entered his mind.

There were only two people in the scene.

One was Chen Mo standing on the ground, and the other was his son who had mutated into a monster.

Originally a cute 5-year-old boy, he had turned into a monster pieced together from the corpses of various players.

Only the brain was his own.

Flies swarmed over the son's corpse, and his body was covered in pus from being gnawed on by maggots.

Chen Mo held a letter in his hand and read it out.

[Dad, by the time you see this letter, I will already be dead.]

[I can no longer endure this kind of life, having to rely on the lives of others to survive.]

[Maybe my birth was a disaster. Sorry for causing you trouble.]

[If I had listened to you back then and not opened the door to strangers so easily, then we might still be happy.]