Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"So, you... just came here for these books?"

"Of course." Chen Mo put down his teacup slowly, and said meaningfully: "Many times, knowledge is power."

"Ah... that's right, but there is another saying that knowledge is priceless?"

After confirming that Chen Mo wasn't joking, Jibril didn't intend to just hand over the books she spent a long time collecting, even if the other party was the legendary god species—the same race as her creator.

In today's era where harm, killing, and plunder are all prohibited by the covenant, the sixteen races have actually lost the strict distinction between superiors and subordinates. After all, no one can do anything to others. This is something that even the gods cannot break Taboo.

So although she was apprehensive, she didn't feel afraid.

There is even a bit of hidden deep excitement-the race born as a god-killing weapon, when it comes into close contact with the gods, that kind of irresistible brutal impulse.

"Especially for us Flügel who value knowledge more than anything else... This library is full of books I have collected, and you want to take away these books that contain knowledge with just one sentence, I'm afraid A little too domineering, right?"

"There is nothing overbearing. All the unfavorable factors in this world are just due to the lack of ability of the person concerned."

"ability?"

Jibril chewed Chen Mo's words carefully, and suddenly her eyes lit up slightly and said: "You mean..."

"Article [-] of the covenant, all disputes shall be resolved with the outcome of the game."

"So you want to challenge the lower-ranking Flügel as the Deity Species?"

"That's right." Chen Mo refilled his tea for the third time: "Are you going to refuse?"

"No... I'm sorry, I just want to confirm the accuracy of the news."

Trying to suppress the strong killing intent that swelled up in her heart again, Jibril took a few deep breaths before continuing to ask: "Then, the bet I need to pay is the hundreds of millions of books in this huge library—the value can be said to be It is not too much to be equal to my life, so in contrast, what kind of bet are you prepared for?"

"Bet...I'll think about it."

Chen Mo gently turned the teacup with his fingers, and gave a reply within a moment: "Looking at you, you probably really want to try the feeling of killing the gods with your own hands, right? Yes...as long as you win, I will sacrifice my life Entrust it to you, whether you want to kill or cut it, you are happy."

Killing God……

Immediately, Jibril lost her calm breathing, and a sharp gaze was projected from her slightly narrowed eyes.

"You... this joke is a bit big."

"I'm not joking?"

What responded to Jibril was the calm and serious expression on Chen Mo's face.

"I can't think of something that can be equivalent to life for a while, so I just bet on my life. It is simple and neat and saves a lot of trouble."

In an instant, the sky above the entire library seemed to be hit by an invisible heavy hammer, and the atmosphere suddenly became frozen and oppressive. The Flügel girl was surrounded by countless shining elf spots, and the huge killing intent flowed in the air like a substance. .

However, in the center of the killing intent, Chen Mo still had a calm expression on his face.

"It seems that you have accepted the bet?"

"Ah, of course...but don't regret it."

"regret?"

Chen Mo put down the teacup, waved the whole set of tea sets back into silvery white spots, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you have the confidence to make me regret it, then I really start to look forward to it."

The race sequence ranked first, the gods, and the sixth place, the Flügel.

Although the two are only separated by five positions, the gap is even bigger than that of the Flügel and Human races.

If the human species is compared to ants and used as a benchmark, then the Flügel is the outer god in the Cthulhu myth, and the gods are the people who read the book—whether the ant or the outer god, for the reader , are nothing but words in a book.

Therefore, no matter what kind of game Jibril came up with, or what kind of strategic countermeasures were made against him, the final outcome was already doomed the moment she agreed to accept the bet.

Except for those guys who are also gods, Chen Mo has been invincible from the beginning.

However, the girl of the Flügel didn't notice the essential gap between the two. She tried her best to think about how to pull the other party off the altar, and put her on the winning side of the same level as herself for a fair competition.

Then, a flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind like a thunderbolt.

"Think about it?" Chen Mo watched the shining eyes of the Flügel girl, tapped his fingers on the table: "Tell me, how do you want to play?"

"Hunting game!" Jibril said with a naked murderous smile on her face, "Let's think of it as a warm-up activity for collecting bets after victory."

"hunting?"

Chen Mo's scrutinizing eyes fell on Jibril, and he instantly saw clearly what was going on in her heart at the moment—more than [-]% of it was the fear of the impending challenge to the gods, mixed with fanatical brutality and killing intent , bringing a sense of trembling that arouses goosebumps all over the body, and the last less than [-]% is thinking about game-related matters.

Hunting game—to be precise, it should be a ghost-and-man-and-man game. The consciousness of both parties is projected into the virtual world composed of magical equipment [materialization device] at the same time, and then the game of searching for each other is played.

——If you find it, kill it immediately!

Have you experienced the feeling of killing gods in the game first, and then return to reality to relive the fun of killing gods again?

No wonder she's so excited...they are an extremely warlike race.

"Yes, game hunting."

Jibril, who didn't know that she had been thoroughly seen through inside and out, still had a smug smile on her face, and introduced the rules of the game to Chen Mo: "Although I really want to try to see how strong the gods are. However, I don't want to miss such a good opportunity to kill God because of impulsiveness, so to be on the safe side, this game only requires the participation of consciousness, and all the abilities of the body remain in reality, so that absolute fairness can be guaranteed .”

Speaking of which, she lightly tapped the complex geometric pattern drawn in the center of the round table with her fingertips, and the elves in the air suddenly shone slightly, shrinking and gathering towards the center of the geometric pattern like the reverse shock wave of an explosion.

Immediately afterwards, countless magic circles emerged around, and a clear crystal condensed above the center of the table.

"This is a magical game device that can turn fantasy into reality. Later, our consciousness will be projected into the virtual world generated by this device, and then... as I said, everyone just needs to hunt each other. The one who kills the opponent first is the final winner."