Chapter 46: Innate Cross-Dressing Saint Body! Drawing a Pie in the Sky?

[① Beg for Reader Engagement]
[When you write a novel, readers who chase your updates will receive unexpected windfalls (the superpower authors dream of).]

Zhou Quan showed a surprised look.
This talent was of no use to him because he didn't write books, but all talents came from the Evil God itself. Could it be that the Evil God was also a great writer?

[② Heavenly Authority Benefactor]
[Turn misfortune into fortune, seek advantages and avoid harm. When a better possibility exists, the worst outcome will not happen (smart people won't bet against you).]

This talent is somewhat interesting. Judging by the description, after acquiring this talent, could I perhaps bet that the enemy's gun has no bullets?

[③ Scab / Corporate Traitor]
[Bind to a target, continuously steal ninety-nine percent of the other party's labor fruits, and expose your own location to the other party (I shouldn't be working a job, I should be beating you).]

"This one is too vicious," Zhou Quan muttered.
A traditional scab refers to someone who continues to work normally during a strike.
The talent he drew was not a traditional scab, but a thief who stole other people's labor fruits.
Definitely not a good thing either!

[④ Moral Kidnapping]
[Comprehensively compare your moral level with others; those with a lower level will be kidnapped on a physical level (Who kidnapped me, and whom did I kidnap?)]

"People with low morals get kidnapped?"
Zhou Quan raised an eyebrow, thinking this talent was quite good and could be used to sanction evildoers.

[⑤ Innate Crossdressing Saint Body]
[When you crossdress as a woman, no one can see through the disguise (sometimes it may bring unexpected trouble).]

Zhou Quan was stunned for a moment, revealing a puzzled expression: "Why would the Evil God have this kind of talent?"

[Please make your choice as soon as possible]

The small characters flickered repeatedly, exuding a sense of urgency.

Zhou Quan re-examined these five talents.
He pondered: "Eliminate 'Beg for Reader Engagement' and 'Innate Crossdressing Saint Body' first; these two talents are completely useless!"
He didn't write books, nor did he plan on crossdressing.
That left [Heavenly Authority Benefactor], [Scab], and [Moral Kidnapping].

"Forget about Moral Kidnapping too."
Zhou Quan thought carefully: "My moral level is too low, I can't kidnap others at all, it's only possible that others will kidnap me."
He had already killed four good people and was about to kill the fifth, and his killing methods were particularly bloody.
Average serial killers couldn't compare to him.
Choosing the [Moral Kidnapping] talent would simply be asking for humiliation.

Out of five talents, he had eliminated three in one breath, leaving him with few choices.

[Heavenly Authority Benefactor]
[Scab]

Zhou Quan hesitated for a moment.
The [Scab] talent was very interesting because the "labor fruits" in the description were very vague.
What counts as a labor fruit?
Fusing with divine remains, stepping onto the stairway to divinity—do these count as labor fruits?
If these count as well, the [Scab] talent would be very necessary.
The only bad thing was that after binding to a target, it would continuously expose his location to that target.

"I choose..."
Zhou Quan fell into deep internal conflict.
He hesitated for two seconds, his eyes gradually becoming clear: "Heavenly Authority Benefactor."
The [Scab] talent might have a lot of potential, but he was about to participate in a battle and needed a talent that would provide immediate help upon selection.
[Heavenly Authority Benefactor] could turn his misfortune into fortune, which could be considered immediate and more suited to the current situation.

After Zhou Quan made up his mind, the writing of the other four talents quietly drifted away, leaving only [Heavenly Authority Benefactor], with purple radiance bursting between the lines.

Whoosh!
A luxurious purple light shot out from the notebook.
The light drilled into the back of Zhou Quan's hand, unexpectedly bringing no pain, but rather a soft and warm sensation, as if Zhou Quan had soaked his hand in a pool of hot springs.

[Congratulations on acquiring "Heavenly Authority Benefactor"]
[After the sun rises again, the next divination can be performed. Praise the great Evil God]

Zhou Quan closed the notebook.
At this moment, the swearing sounds from the next room had also stopped.
He stood up and walked into the next room.

"Boss, I finished reciting the oath, not a single word missed." Ni Hao kept her head down, her mood not very high.
Zhou Quan pursed his lips, feeling a little guilty.
Anyone forced to take an oath, especially one carrying a curse, wouldn't be in a very good mood.
Even with a knife to her throat, Ni Hao hadn't sold him out, which clearly showed a certain level of loyalty toward him.
Yet he had no choice either.
He was going to entrust his family to Ni Hao and had to use a curse to add another layer of insurance.

"If there are good things in the future, I won't forget you," he said in a low voice.

As his voice fell, several lines of small characters floated up on his retina.

[Drawing big pies for employees, demonstrating the essence of a black-hearted boss, specially encouraged]
[Rewarded with one "Permanent Makeup" item]

Permanent makeup? Zhou Quan was slightly startled.

[Permanent Makeup]
[When looking in the mirror for the first time, it will copy the makeup on your face. Whenever you look in the mirror in the future, it will instantly apply the copied makeup, reducing makeup time (saving time is saving life).]

"Thank you, boss," Ni Hao replied listlessly.

Isn't it just drawing big pies?
Back when she was in the Gray Night Society, the leader also drew big pies for her, but never fulfilled them.
Her new boss was so vicious; after killing people, he couldn't even piece together a complete corpse. Surviving was already the greatest thing...
How could she dare to expect anything else?

Zhou Quan reached into his pocket and felt around for a small, round object—a portable compact mirror.
Shell-shaped, creamy white material.
An extremely thin mirror lens was sandwiched between the white shells. Opened, it was a mirror; unopened, it could also serve as a decorative piece.

"I'm giving this to you." Zhou Quan handed the compact mirror to Ni Hao.
Looking at the small characters on his retina, he slowly explained: "When you look in the mirror for the first time, the mirror will copy your makeup."
"When you look in it thereafter, the mirror will automatically apply makeup for you..."

A mirror that automatically applies makeup?
Ni Hao showed a strange look.
She spent at least half an hour on makeup every day. Having this mirror could save a lot of time.

[Issuing employee benefits without cause, putting capitalism in reverse, do not let this happen again]
[Punished with one "Flogging"]

Smack!
Zhou Quan winced slightly.

"Take it." He endured the pain in his back and shoved the compact mirror into Ni Hao's hand.
The [Reward Evil and Punish Good] talent was truly bizarre—sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't. Were the rewards and punishments personally given by the Evil God himself?

"Thank you, boss." Ni Hao gripped the compact mirror, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly as if she had been injected with vitality, looking a bit more spirited.
She thought to herself, this type of transcendent magical item, once the news got out, would definitely be wanted by many women and was of immense value.
Such a good thing was given away just like that; if the boss had good things in the future, he might really think of her instead of just feeding her empty promises...

Zhou Quan instructed: "You are responsible for relocating my family; you don't need to participate in the operation later."
"Oh." Ni Hao nodded.
She didn't have much combat capability and could only handle logistics work.
The Gray Night Society had several underground safe houses that happened to come in handy, ensuring the Special Investigation Bureau's Ninth Division couldn't find them in a short time.

Zhou Quan turned his head to look at Li Muchi.
Li Muchi was not depressed from taking the oath; on the contrary, his face was full of eagerness to try, and his eyes flashed with expectant brilliance.

Zhou Quan took a deep breath: "You follow me."
"Let's move out!"