My Salvation Game Became true?!

An Jianyou didn't doubt that the world was gradually slipping into the abyss.

But as for the voice in her mind, claiming to struggle for humanity, she was still skeptical.

The so-called savior organizations sounded unreliable like some heretical cult, or perhaps whispers from an indescribable existence.

An Jianyou shook her head.

After giving it some thought, she concluded that whether it was true or false, good or bad, she... had no power to resist.

It was already in her head.

If she couldn't resist, she had to accept.

Having suffered the torment of sight and sound from those monsters, unable to block them out, An Jianyou was quite accustomed to simply lying down and enduring.

She inquired in her mind.

Asking what the arrangement was, what she should do next.

But there was silence, the anticipated voice did not reappear.

An Jianyou stole another glance around, lowered her voice, and asked, "Excuse me, is there anything I need to do?"

There was still silence in her mind, no sound rang in her ears.

She wasn't expected to shout it out loud, was she?

I swear! I am willing to become the light, to strive for the great cause of saving humanity!

Sob sob sob, how could she shout such embarrassing words in public!

It wasn't necessary.

That voice didn't tell her to shout, and shouting would most likely be in vain. In such circumstances, An Jianyou still valued her own sense of shame.

But, what then?

Why tell her, "You have been chosen by destiny," and then leave no further explanation?

This situation was even more absurd than her reading a novel that was cut off at the climax and not updated for days.

An Jianyou became bewildered.

Possibly, this was a test for her.

...

Tai Ping Residential Complex, Building Four.

Fang You was still lying on the ground, the floor was a bit cold in the winter, but that wasn't a major issue, for he was a robust human with a physique of 1.9.

Being drained of energy and strength wasn't a big deal either.

He was used to it, having experienced it many times already.

The only problem was...

Fang·Savior of Destiny·You was temporarily offline.

The Savior you are trying to reach is not online.

...

After taking a good while, Fang You moved, making his way to the sofa.

He studied the information on the panel.

"Blade Mastery·Proficient (Temporary)" was still there, he pondered, "The Blade Mastery I replicated definitely matches Black Blade's skill, but the strength of the ability also depends on my own power."

He hadn't merged with life energy, and his physique was far weaker than Black Blade's; not to mention his poor stamina when using Blade Mastery, the lethality was also far less than that of Black Blade.

At the same time, it was a replicated ability, and its proficiency could not be increased.

However,

As he had previously speculated, repeatedly performing might lead to learning Blade Mastery by heart—next to the temporary Blade Mastery, a new "Blade Mastery: Uninitiated 0.3%" had appeared.

It could also enhance the proficiency of other abilities.

"In that case, the most cost-effective method is to have other Angel Envoys learn from the Skill Book, and then I replicate it?"

That might be the case.

But he also had to consider that learning by himself also required time. Even conservatively using Blade Mastery, he could only execute it two or three times with his existing stamina, and expecting to learn Blade Mastery that way would take a long time.

Perhaps in the future, his own strength, the Savior's powers would increase, then learning might be quicker.

For now, he had to keep any suitable abilities for himself.

Hmm, however...

Fang You then remembered that abilities like Ghost Control, with high prerequisites, might become more numerous in the future, and those suitable for him might not be many.

Indeed, replication was the true path; it was just that one replication slot was too limited. If only abilities could be copied and learned directly, that would be wonderful.

Fang You mused, opening the Angel Envoy list.

He, Black Blade, and An Jianyou, three people in total, were listed therein.

"The new Angel Envoy An Jianyou is a real-world envoy, but I don't know the specifics."

Fang You opened An Jianyou's panel, and below the basic information was...

"①: Cultivate"

"②: Rest"

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"③: Combat"

"④: Missions"

"⑤: Communication"

The various commands had undergone significant changes, each with multiple sub-options.

For example, within the "Training" section, there were options like "Skill Training," "Physical Conditioning," "Sparring," and "Savior's Grant."

Skill Training even allowed for the specification of moves, a set of blade techniques, a set of swordsmanship, down to a specific move or posture, but not beyond that.

Sparring was an option that required a companion.

And the most important of them all was the "Savior's Grant", commonly known as leveling up or cheating.

Under "Rest," "Combat," and "Missions," the same extensive branching of sub-commands existed, signifying a complete upgrade of the system.

It was unlike before when Fang You could only command Black Blade with simple commands like "Fight" or "Retreat."

He had actually only ever issued two types of commands to Black Blade: standby and missions—the rest he had never tried—Black Blade was too dutiful, leaving no room for Fang You to give orders.

Fang You, however, had tried issuing a training command on himself once.

I control myself!

The entire process of issuing the command went: prompting, suggesting, warning. You don't want to train? No, your body really does.

As a result, Fang You was almost paralyzed that day, just like when he learned skills in a special state, but the problem was there was no locking of physical strength!

It's better to avoid issuing such commands if possible; self-motivation like Black Blade's is preferred.

Fang You thought to himself, as he looked towards the last option—the "Communication" option.

Even before the game started, it was possible to communicate with the Apostle of Fate and give the most specific commands.

Fang You opened the "Communication" option, and the next moment, he saw... ah, a familiar chat window similar to Penguin Chat open in front of him.

Quite down to earth.

Listed above were "Language Input," "Voice Communication," and "Vision Sync."

...

In Baijiang City, not far from Baijiang University, in front of a villa in a high-end residential complex.

Beep—

Facial recognition.

The villa's gate opened, and An Jianyou sighed as he walked in, immediately spotting Mysterious Evil watering the plants.

He sighed again, but there was no change in his facial expression, nor did he glance at Mysterious Evil.

He simply walked straight back to his own home, washed his face, and thought about the series of slightly excessive and stimulating events that had happened that day. An Jianyou hadn't fully come to terms with them yet.

The black-clothed stranger capable of slaying such a terrifying creature.

The strange voice that echoed in his mind.

Chosen by destiny...

He didn't know whether he was looking forward to or dreading the reappearance of that voice.

Hum—

"Are you ready?"

"Fight for the glory of mankind."

The voice wasn't as loud as the first time it appeared; it was gentle and seemed to suggest that its owner was a very handsome young man when heard.

An Jianyou was stunned.

After a moment, he said inwardly, "I... what do you need me to do?"

His voice trembled slightly, as he thought of some scenes that might need to be pixelated.

Then he heard:

"There's no need to be nervous."

"The purpose of our organization is to save this world, which is on the brink of downfall. We need you and others chosen by destiny to eradicate the filth of this world."

"To put it simply, it's those monsters that you can see with your own eyes. We refer to them as—Mysterious Evil."

The voice was not self-aggrandizing but sounded very gentle.

It was clear about his situation, knowing that he could see the monsters, those Mysterious Evil.

An Jianyou's nervousness began to subside gradually.

But how to eliminate those dreadful Mysterious Evil? That was something he had always wanted to do, but was unable to accomplish.

Perhaps sensing his thoughts, the gentle voice said,

"Right now, you indeed lack the ability."

"To this end, I will grant you some in advance, as one chosen by destiny, you will also take up a heavy responsibility."

"Now, I bestow upon you the baptism of the body."

It felt as if a gentle force descended before him.

An Jianyou's eyelids closed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

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