Chapter 3 has been performed

He stood up, feeling an unprecedented sense of health in his body. Usually neglecting exercise, he suddenly began to work out, and for the past few days, his legs had been in a state of soreness and swelling, but now he felt none of it. His gastrointestinal function, which had been disrupted, was already fine, with no issues. Typically, he would sit at work for an entire day, and his spine and shoulders had always had some problems, but now he felt nothing. Since childhood, he had been playing games and reading novels; although he did not wear glasses, how could his eyesight be good? Now, he felt that everything in his field of vision was clearer than ever before, whether it was the fine grass swaying gently in the wind or the leaves on the ground that suddenly trembled.

It seems as though one has obtained something remarkable, yet people are always afraid of the unknown. Is it worth celebrating when a beautiful person suddenly embraces you, or is it better to have less entanglement? After a moment of hesitation, Wei Jia'an decided to clarify the matter; a misunderstanding, let us all treat it as if nothing has happened, shall we?

He stopped in his tracks, turned around, and chuckled softly: "I really do have something to attend to"

The cosplayer said: "Do you want to back out?"

Although my strength is barely one-tenth, it is enough to deal with you. The cosplayer raised the blood-stained double-bladed axe towards Wei Jia'an as a threat, indeed a knight of the Dark Empire. I will reward you afterwards, but the thing you seek is not acceptable; you are too greedy.

So there's nothing to discuss? Wei Jia'an maintained a stern expression; he could not recall from which work he had learned this phrase, but he had always felt it was quite impressive. Today, he finally had the opportunity to use it.

As soon as Wei Jia'an opened his mouth, he felt deep regret. Would it be too much of a stretch? For now, he decided to perform well. He said, "No matter what it is, I want something that can instantly make me a peerless powerhouse. I, I don't want to work hard anymore"

What do you want? she asked

However, before he could react, he saw the Cosplayer slowly approaching him, pushing a glowing orb into his chest. He was just about to say something, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out. It was a very strange feeling, as if something had entered him, filling his body completely. He looked at the Cosplayer, and in an instant, pain spread from his chest, and he felt as if blood was about to overflow from his mouth and nose. He couldn't think of anything, not even what had happened to him. His whole body involuntarily collapsed forward, kneeling on the ground, and in the last moment of clarity he lost, he vaguely heard a phrase. He looked at the Cosplayer, and in an instant, pain spread from his chest, and he felt as if blood was about to overflow from his mouth and nose. He couldn't think of anything, not even what had happened to him. His whole body involuntarily collapsed forward, kneeling on the ground, and in the last moment of clarity he lost, he vaguely heard a phrase.

My name is Vela, just call me Vela from now on, and I look forward to your guidance. The cosplayer asked, "What is your name?"

Is that what you were referring to? Wei Jia'an asked

I think ... ... alright

In general works, how is it set? Wei Jia'an thought for a moment and said: "What I know is that growing with the help of external objects can easily obtain great power, but this kind of power is unstable at its core, and future growth becomes increasingly difficult and narrow, even limited to a certain height"

Upon hearing Wei Jia'an's words, the cosplayer instead put down her double-bladed axe. She remained silent for a moment before saying: "Alright, you have won. I can give you that thing now, and I hope you will also fulfill your promise."

The cosplayer remained silent for a long time and said, "But it has already come to this, unless you let me kill you, I can still retrieve the items, though there will be some loss." She attempted to stand up, but just as she did, dizziness overwhelmed her, and she immediately fell forward, her delicate face scraping against the ground. The injury was indeed somewhat severe, but she managed to get back up and regained her momentum.

I roughly understand what you want, and I do have one here. The cosplayer said, "But do you really want that kind of thing? There are both advantages and disadvantages."

The cosplayer hesitated and said, "No, it is enough to make an ordinary person a legendary powerhouse. That thing is too expensive; even the entire empire has very few of them."

Are you sure you have thought this through? I feel it is necessary to remind you of something—"The cosplayer said, 'My identity, the evil dark empire knight in the mouths of those people, once you choose to help me, from then on you will be an enemy of the righteous camp.'"

Yes, are you ready

I, Qin Shi Huang, will pay. Wei Jia'an suddenly recalled an interesting joke he had seen online, remembering it was a modified telecom scam message. Unfortunately, this was not the time for laughter. He glanced at the cosplayer, crossed his arms, slightly lowered his head to feign contemplation, and after a moment, raised his head to respond: "Alright, I agree to your request"

I originally thought it was just an impromptu performance. Or perhaps a parody of a reality show—what would you do if you encountered someone from another time? I have seen somewhat similar shows before, where actors disguise themselves as clowns and chase after passersby with chainsaws, or dress in white robes and headscarves, throwing their backpacks at pedestrians before running away, scaring them quite a bit. Wei Jia'an could clearly recognize the changes in his body, and he muttered to himself: "It can't be real."

"I can also swear by my honor that I will definitely keep my promise." Wei Jia'an naturally had no real honor, being just a small figure and an ordinary person. He had no first-class, second-class, or third-class merits; he had opportunities to become a non-commissioned officer but did not pursue them. He had no other honors, except for numerous certificates from elementary school, almost every year being recognized as an excellent student. In any case, as long as the academic performance was outstanding, those things were readily available. If we talk about credit, there would definitely be no issues with the credit report, but there were too many other matters that were questionable.

Have you found that cosplayer

Are you leaving just like this

You have just acquired a power that does not originally belong to you, and it is normal to feel this way; however, this feeling will soon fade away. Following this, for a considerable period, that power will continue to transform your body until you are able to fully accept all of its strength

"You just need to know." The cosplayer spun the handle of the double-bladed axe with one hand and made a small swing in the air, a faint blood-red light visible in the space. "If you still want a future, you must spend a lot more time getting familiar with and understanding it; in the end, it may not be worth the cost."

What regret, I do not understand... no.

The cosplayer does not speak and shakes their head

Do not resist

I can swear by my honor

At this moment, Wei Jia'an finally realized how terrible his previous performance had been. Cooperation is one thing, but being perfunctory is quite another. He thought for a moment and spoke: "What is justice, and what is evil? How are justice and evil classified, and what are the standards? My answer is that there are none, no standards. Justice and evil exist subjectively; depending on one's position, justice and evil constantly swap places. From one's own standpoint, everyone claims to be just, while the other is evil. Justice and evil exist subjectively; depending on one's position, justice and evil constantly swap places. From one's own standpoint, everyone claims to be just, while the other is evil. People are influenced by their own interests. Who is just and who is evil depends on who ultimately achieves victory; only the victors have the right to write history. Justice will prevail because the victor is just.

Actions speak louder than words

Wei Jia'an is certainly just talking nonsense. Regardless of who ultimately achieves victory, justice and evil still exist, and universal values still prevail. He coughed slightly, putting on a complete act: "I have decided to help you, but it depends on what benefits you are offering."

I knew you were lying to me

The WeChat notification suddenly rang. Wei Jia'an took out his phone to take a look, calculating that several hours had already passed since he arrived. He opened WeChat, and there were many messages inside, all from his younger sister.

I will do my best to keep it within a level you can accept, ensuring that you will not die. As for how to harness the power of that thing in the future, that will be your concern." The cosplayer said, suddenly coughing, a trace of black blood flowing from the corner of their mouth, quickly wiped away, and Wei Jia'an felt that something was amiss.

"Strength, I want strength." Wei Jia'an raised one hand

He looked at the cosplayer, wanting to ask something, but suddenly felt a bit scared and hesitant. He decided against taking the photo; it didn't matter if his sister thought he was lying. He said, "Um, I'm not going to play anymore, I have a little something to attend to, so I'm leaving now, heading back."

"Black Knight Swordsmanship, Dark Knight Swordsmanship, or the Counterattack Style of the White Rose Sword Saint, as long as you can learn them, I can teach you once I have recovered from my injuries"

Ready

Indeed, regardless of how expensive that thing is, the first priority is to survive. The cosplayer said, "Alright, I promise you, once I recover, I will give it to you."

The capabilities of humans are limited. From my brief life—cough cough cough. The abilities of humanity are indeed finite, unless one transcends humanity. No matter how much you teach me about swordsmanship, I will not be able to learn it; I desire something more direct... power. Wei Jia'an smiled, "Stone Ghost Face, Death Note, Philosopher's Stone, Holy Grail, Geass, Stand or Persona?"

I do not have those things Cosplayer slightly shook her head, she completely did not understand what the other party was saying, all of it was something she had never heard of

There is no need to pretend that it is not there

He walked towards the Second Ring Road, taking a few steps, but no sound arose. Just as he had settled his mind, the heavens did not fulfill his wishes

I have always found it difficult to understand why some people, even when they are struggling to survive, still think about money. So what is the most painful thing in life? When a person dies, the money remains. Wei Jia'an thought to himself whether he had been too blunt in his words

"What is real and what is fake?" The cosplayer said, "I have given you the things, now it is your turn to fulfill your promise"

Suddenly, the wind picked up, causing the street trees to rustle. He looked at the cosplayer and asked, "What have you done to me?"

Wei Jia'an raised his hand, tapping his forehead with his index finger, and the words he had always wanted to say came to mind, a particularly cool phrase: "Cut it like this"

Wei Jia'an woke up, feeling no pain; rather, one could say he felt nothing at all. He was kneeling on the ground, his hands propping himself up just enough to prevent himself from completely collapsing onto the floor.

It seems that she has made up her mind, finally resolved. The cosplayer placed the double-edged axe behind her, though it is unclear how it got stuck there. With a difficult turn, she gasped for breath, taking deep breaths. Suddenly, she flicked her right hand to the side, and a ball of light appeared in her palm. He looked at the ball of light, recalling that it resembled a large amount of experience points from some game.

I am not a genius; even if I work hard for a lifetime, I may not achieve the kind of future you envision, perhaps not even able to touch or see it. Having so much is already enough.

He subconsciously raised his hand, looked at it, grasped both hands, and then waved his hand, suddenly feeling a bit dazed. The movements became faster, surpassing his preparation, which felt wrong

"After you recover? No, no, no, no," Wei Jia'an said, "I want it now; otherwise, when you regain your strength, what reason do I have to ask you to fulfill your promise?"

Wei Jia'an glanced to the side, where the cosplayer sat weakly by the flowerbed, a double-bladed axe resting beside them