Four Split Personalities

Ivy pouted, unable to continue holding hands, and then made a face before gently pinching Motan’s sleeve. Seeing no clear resistance from him, she beamed brightly, "Although I didn’t understand everything, hearing you say that, Lady Feiyali really has it tough!"

"Indeed, which is why I’m quite valuable—someone who doesn’t want to con her, doesn’t mind getting cursed out, and won’t be easily outplayed by her."

Motan grinned and said nonchalantly, "Anyway, my time isn’t that precious; let’s just say these days are spent keeping Her Highness the Saintess entertained."

Ivy paused and looked up at Motan, who had also stopped to match her steps. After a long gaze, she playfully stuck out her tongue, speaking in her trademark cute, rising-tone voice, "Honestly, if this keeps up, I’ll have no sense of superiority in front of you, Link."

"Oh?"

Link Zelda looked down at Ivy’s sparkling blue left eye and asked with a half-smile, "Does being better than me really mean anything?"

"It’s not about being better!"

Ivy shook her head like a rattle and said loudly, "It’s about whether I can be a qualified lover!"

Motan rubbed his temple somewhat troubled, looking at Ivy with a mix of helplessness: "Miss Ivy, if you keep emphasizing the ’lover’ thing, I might take it seriously."

"But I’m really serious~"

Ivy pouted, acting pitiful and coy, her lethality quite significant.

However, faced with this rare beautiful sight, Motan’s only thought at the moment was—

Annoying!

Annoying, annoying!

Annoying, annoying, annoying!

Wishing he could get rid of her immediately!

Ivy Lehman was obviously not all there in the head. Though her ’weight class’ was far below Motan’s, she was troubling him significantly.

Motan never believed in things like lovers from the start.

Not that he was particularly self-aware—in fact, we’re hard-pressed to find someone more narcissistic, more arrogant, than the current him. He knew exactly how to get others infatuated with him, how to play with hearts and enjoy it. Yet even so, Motan didn’t believe any woman would fall head over heels for him without effort.

Especially an intelligent woman like Ivy Lehman.

This was an extremely nasty joke. Even though Motan had tried multiple times to pierce the facade, even taking the risk to expose his identity as an ’Otherworlder’ through Feiyali, Ivy remained indifferent, and indifference often meant ’flawless.’

In this world, no one exists without blind spots, and Motan was just that: knowing others have blind spots is one thing, easily seeing through them is another, and Ivy Lehman had never given Motan even one chance to see through her, from their first contact until now.

If in different times and places, Motan would likely enjoy spending time with her.

Yes, if not for now, he’d be singing happily instead of annoyed.

But Motan’s current obligations were overwhelming...

Especially as ’Tan Mo,’ he had little additional time or energy to handle this woman.

To solve the problem, he exposed the alias Link Zelda, disclosed his relationship with Boss Jun Wu of the No Night Area Traveler Inn, revealed the carbonated drink business destined to become a trend, and exposed his complex nature.

Had Ivy reacted even slightly, he’d have had confidence identifying the ’entry point.’

Yet, no response!

Ivy Lehman insisted on being his lover, perpetually by his side despite knowing he’d never believe it, watching coldly.

This thought invoked an inexplicable sense of pleasure instantly.

Indeed, Ivy’s antics were infuriating, but the annoyance also brought immense delight.

What a ridiculous situation.

What an intriguing woman.

What a nasty challenge.

This daily life, where any misstep might blindside him, genuinely brought joy.

Motan stood amidst countless eerie harmonies, smirking while resisting the urge to laugh wildly, when suddenly a cold system prompt sounded by his ear.

[System: Talent unlocked: Pride of the Tainted]

In a daze, seconds stretched endlessly—

...

[The Arrogance of the Vile Ones]

Active Talent

Exclusive to Tan Mo

Use restriction: None

Effect 1: Can be actively triggered during [Premonition], delaying forced offline time by 5 minutes, during which your Physical Strength Value recovery speed increases by 500%, Stealth Level +3, all Specialization Levels +3, and every 30 seconds you may enter [Pride] state for 5 seconds, increasing thought speed by 2000% and prohibiting use of any system functions including but not limited to [Chat Panel], [Storage Pouch]. Upon re-login, talent enters a 24-hour game time cooldown.

Effect 2: If activated without triggering [Premonition], for the next minute, you may enter [Pride] state for 1 second every 4 seconds, thought speed increased by 2000%, prohibiting system functions as above. Talent enters 1-hour game time cooldown afterward.

Effect 3: Perform an active [Premonition], giving a 66.7% chance of knowing your next forced offline time; if failed, effect enters independent 24-hour cooldown. If successful, 48-hour cooldown.

Effect 4: Mental attack resistance raised to a constant 99%, [Pride] state grants ’complete immunity,’ always active, shares cooldown with talent.

Effect 5: Negates side effects of similar talents like [Unbeliever], always active, shares cooldown time.

[Remark: You seem to understand everything, yet understand nothing. If one day you truly understand everything, your own meaning and essence will disappear. Haha, Tainted clears themselves... how laughable, how absurd, how arrogant.]

...

Game time, one second later

[So the reason I was dazed earlier was because of this so-called [Pride] state, unable even to access character and skill panels, truly airtight. But it’s fine, though roughly five seconds of relative time were wasted, I sorted my thoughts... Tainted ones, tsk tsk, System, you’re truly mischievous.]

Motan raised a pinky to scratch his ear, although his lips still curled unconsciously, but ultimately he didn’t wildly laugh in Ivy’s presence, despite the strong desire.

To kill this troublesome woman—

Was Motan’s first considered option during [Pride], yet swiftly dismissed.

Simple reasoning: he was confident in dealing with her within three days, ensuring her eternal silence, but the risk was simply too great.

The sudden disappearance or demise of a member of the Miracle City delegation during the exchange would undoubtedly be shocking. Motan could almost guarantee searches starting within two hours of Ivy’s incident, for which his capture risk, unless abandoning the game, was nearly 100%.

Fortunately, in the final five seconds of relative time, he conceived an interesting idea~

An adventurous yet immensely interesting idea~

Chapter 1287: End

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