Chapter 369 This Time I’m Invincible

Just from the appearance of the talisman and the terrifying energy contained in it, Su Ming could tell that this talisman was definitely not an ordinary item.

What’s more, the old man gave him not just one sheet, but a thick stack of about ten sheets.

As expected, it is the retired old man’s savings over the years, and he has saved quite a lot of private money.

After Su Ming held a stack of thunder talismans and observed them for a while, the prompt for the horror game popped up in front of him.

[Purple Thunder Talisman (??? Level): Plot prop, a thunder talisman carefully drawn by a mysterious strong man, which can draw purple thunder from the sky to kill evil spirits. This talisman is extremely powerful, but its flaw is that the purple thunder can only bombard the location of the talisman, so it needs to be as close to the evil spirit as possible to be effective.]

The hint confirmed his guess.

He originally thought that this should be at least perfect, but he didn't expect that the horror game would give it a rating higher than perfect.

This means that the level of the item has exceeded the upper limit of what a perfect-level item can achieve, which is really rare in horror game copies.

Su Ming re-examined the old man and raised his estimate of his strength by two levels.

The old man pointed at a few pieces of talisman paper, with a look of satisfaction on his face: "How is it? Is my craftsmanship acceptable?"

"As long as you stick this thing on that broken tree, it will definitely not be able to hold three sheets. You can take the rest back and use it. This will be your reward."

Giving away so many talismans at once was indeed a generous reward, but the problem was that he couldn't take them away!
Su Ming said helplessly: "Your talisman is powerful, but I can't take it away! In the game's judgment, it is a plot prop and cannot be taken out of the dungeon."

The old man was shocked: "Oh my god! Has the weird game become so dark now? You can't even bring items out of the dungeon by yourself?"

Su Ming explained: "We are a horror game, which may not be the same as the weird game you mentioned."

The old man in the white vest curled his lips and said, "I think they are the same company. They just changed their vests. It's just like opening a store. It's hard to raise prices for an old store, so they change the signboard and open it as a new store, and then raise the price."

Su Ming: "I think so too. This is too unfair."

The old man in the white vest thought for a moment and said, "Then keep five of these talismans and give the rest to me. You can't use them all anyway."

"Well, this thunder talisman should be very effective against the old locust tree. However, it may not work against the madman. But don't worry, I have prepared some good things for him."

As he spoke, he took out a worn-out old radio from the box.

Press the button, and the radio will emit a pleasant and ethereal sound of music: "Goodbye, Mom, I'm going to sail away tonight..."

"Don't worry about me, I have wisdom and courage to paddle..."

Listening to the music, Su Ming's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to an evening long ago.

At that time, he ate with his parents, watched cartoons together, and enjoyed a peaceful and happy life.

Many years later, looking back, I realize that the dinner that once seemed mediocre can no longer be found.

[Sound of Childhood·Recall·Radio (??? Level): Plot props, carefully crafted by a mysterious and powerful person, which can awaken the listener's fond memories and immerse them in them. The effect is best when listening for the first time.] The old man introduced: "According to my understanding, the madman had a lonely childhood, a bullied youth, an isolated youth, and an adulthood that always failed. It was because of this painful experience that he came to this point. Therefore, I made this radio specifically for him, which should have a miraculous effect."

Then, he took out a black electric baton from the box and pressed the button. There was a crackling sound of electricity, which flashed on the electric baton and condensed into a long lightning whip. He waved it in the old man's hand, and he performed a set of five lightning whips at an extremely fast speed.

The old man in the white vest said, "The madman was once locked up in a mental hospital and received electric shock therapy. Although the doctor died tragically in the end, I believe this experience also left him with some psychological trauma about electricity."

[100,000 Volts Electric Whip (??? Level): Plot props, carefully crafted by a mysterious master, based on the electric shock therapy equipment used in mental hospitals, but its power far exceeds its normal range, and is more suitable for humanitarian slaughterhouses to help pigs, cows, and horses get rid of painlessly.]

Su Ming took the electric baton and tried waving it a few times. It felt quite good and he could easily perform a 5A-level combo of five batons per second.

Moreover, the level of this item is above the perfect level.

This old man is too scary!
The broken wooden box in front of me is like Doraemon’s pocket, with all kinds of good things in it.

With the help of these props, Su Ming felt that he was now extremely powerful.

The original plan can be modified. There is no need to dodge and waste time, just rush forward.

First use the thunder talisman to attract lightning and kill the old locust tree.

Then use the radio to control the madman, and then use the electric baton to start physical therapy, then the problem will be solved.

But the old man in the white vest was still taking things out.

This time, he took out a pair of black noise-cancelling headphones: "That madman is full of nonsense, which is the most disturbing. You are still young and may not be able to stand it. Put on these headphones and he will not be able to disturb your mind."

[Silent World·Lone Brave (??? Level): Plot props, carefully crafted by a mysterious strong man. When I put on this headset, I feel like I am the only one left in the world. Even in the face of such loneliness and coldness, I will face this world bravely! ]

Su Ming gave a thumbs up: "Awesome! With this level of logistical support, why worry about not winning a fight?"

With the help of these props, he really couldn't think of how he could lose.

The old man in the white vest: "It should be no problem. If this still can't kill him, then I'll accept it."

After he finished speaking, he made way and motioned for Su Ming to come over and take a look: "Come and take a look. These are the plot props you mentioned. Is there no way to take them out?"

"Is there anyone I can take away? After all, as a senior, I can't let you help me for nothing."

Su Ming was rummaging in the box when his pupils suddenly shrank as he saw something quite familiar.

He never expected to see this here.

It was a game disc, exactly the same as the one he had used many times to predict what would happen inside the dungeon.

I am not sure whether the specific functions are the same, but at least from the appearance, they are exactly the same.

(End of this chapter)

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