Come on, touch the little hand~

Fu Wenduo had realized a long time ago that Tang Mo's powers seemed to be very strange.

On the way from Beijing to Shanghai, he met many powerful players and knew many powerful psychic abilities. For example, the leader of the most powerful smuggler organization in Beijing has special powers that even Fu Wenduo would not dare to underestimate. But Tang Mo's powers seem to be a bit different from the others.

Most importantly: Fu Wenduo has never seen Tang Mo use one of his powers in a concentrated manner.

Normal players use their powers frequently. For example, the four stowaways in the Circus of Wonders copy used mostly the same methods when they killed people. The pretty boy's ability is related to bugs, and the bald guy's ability is to transform into a brown bear. Tang Mo is the only one who uses many different methods to kill people, but never uses the same method for a long time. The reason for this could be that his powers have a time limit, such as only being able to use them a few times a day, forcing him to not be able to use them consecutively. Other than that, there is another possibility ......

"So, you possess many kinds of supernatural abilities?" Although he was asking a question, Fu Wenduo's tone did not have a trace of surprise in it.

Tang Mo Seeing this expression on his face, he understood that this person had long had a suspicion about his own psychic ability. Since he was a teammate, there was no need to hide it too much. Fu Wenduo couldn't possibly kill him. Tang Mo said, "To be precise, I only have one supernormal ability, which is the ability to collect other people's supernormal abilities. Currently, I have more than twenty different supernatural abilities, but most of them are not very useful, are very weak, and have many limitations."

Fu Wenduo : "Being able to collect other people's psychic abilities, if it's not restricted, then it would be too unfair to the entire Black Tower game." After a pause, Fu Wenduo thought, "Four months ago in your first Tower Attack game, you changed your name, to Mo Mo?"

Tang Mo honestly admits, "...... Well, that's my psychic ability."

Tang Mo used his Name Change ability to change his name to Mo Mo in Gopher, when he explained to Fu Wenduo that he had changed his name with a certain prop.

Knowing the truth and then remembering it carefully, Fu Wenduo said, "Sprayed fire, used strong winds, ever moved something in front of your eyes?"

Is this man's memory actually that good? Or had he been paying attention to himself ever since he had his suspicions? Tang Mo helplessly said, "Well, they are all psychic abilities. However, I have very few offensive psychic abilities, and most of them are the same as the one I changed my name to that time, favoring the auxiliary type. There are two ways I got my psychic abilities. The first one I'm not sure about for now, but roughly speaking, if you get something from someone else, you can get their psychic ability at the same time. The second ......" Tang Mo voice stopped as he looked at the corpses of the pretty woman and the middle aged man on the ground.

Fu Wenduo's low voice rang out, "Murder."

So Tang Mo said that he hoped that in the future, when he had to kill someone, Fu Wenduo would let him have the head.

Fu Wenduo was wrong about one thing: "Eating without paying" is an incredibly powerful psychic ability, even with its limitations. It's probably one of the most powerful powers in the world. As long as the player with this ability keeps killing people, they can have more abilities.

In the six months since the Earth went online, Tang Mo only possessed a total of twenty-two supernormal abilities, including the Eat, Wipe, Don't Pay ability. Because he didn't want to use killing as a means to collect psychic abilities. He never kills people for the sake of his powers, but has powers because he kills people. In the hands of another ruthless player, there was no way that the bitchy Alien Ability book would only have a shabby twenty-two Alien Abilities written on it. A hundred, or even a thousand, alien abilities would not be surprising.

Upon hearing that Tang Mo could obtain psychic abilities from killing people, Fu Wenduo did not show any particular emotions. He realized that Tang Mo was looking at the corpses of the two players and asked, "What's her psychic ability?" Fu Wenduo pointed at the corpse of the pretty woman.

Tang Mo killed her just now, so she naturally knew about her psychic ability. Tang Mo said, "Her supernormal ability is also a bit cocky, and it's a bit like mine. She can know other people's powers and use them for a short period of time."

"So the ball of light that just came out of her hand represents the powers you possess?"

"Uh-huh."

It was no wonder that the pretty woman's face turned white with fear just now. She was afraid that even to her death, she wouldn't understand how one person could possess so many supernormal abilities.

Fu Wenduo's voice was calm, ''The twenty-one balls of light that emerged from her palm just now were divided into four colors. White, black and blue, and one similar to gold. It is possible that these four colors represent the classification of the degree of strength and weakness of the supernormal abilities, or they may represent different types of supernormal abilities."

Tang Mo was aware of this, and he said, "Those four colors represent different types of psychic abilities. The book of supernormal abilities I just took out has a classification of the twenty-two types of supernormal abilities I have obtained, dividing them into four types - Genetic Type, Dimensional Type, Atomic Type, and Special Type. The four colors represent these four types. This woman's psychic ability belongs to the special type, and my psychic ability is also a special type. Of the powers I got, the fire-breathing related powers belong to the atomic type, the power to move objects is the dimensional type, and there's an intelligence-enhancing power that's the genetic type."

"What type of powers do I have?"

Tang Mo's voice suddenly stopped as he looked up at Fu Wenduo.

In the thick color of the night, the dense and wide sycamore tree leaves made a clattering sound in the wind after. Fu Wenduo had his hands in his pockets, looking calmly at Tang Mo, a very light smile on his face. His expression was calm when he said this, as if he was just casually asking a question. His deep eyes were fixed on Tang Mo's face, and Tang Mo also looked at him quietly.

After a moment, Tang Mo averted her eyes, "I don't know very much about your powers either. Only know that you can change weapons."

"That's just part of it."

Tang Mo looked at Fu Wenduo in surprise, only to see Fu Wenduo stretch out his right hand and raise it between them. Tang Mo thought he was going to turn his hand into the black, three-pronged, cone-shaped weapon, but Fu Wenduo's fingers moved and a flash of silver appeared on his wrist. In the next moment, steel-like skin crawled up from his wrist, rapidly eroding the entire right hand. It took almost only two seconds for his entire hand to turn a pure silver color.

Tang Mo's eyes widened in consternation as Fu Wenduo held this steel right hand out to him, "Touch it."

Tang Mo did.

It's really iron. No, it's not necessarily iron. It could be some other metal. But it must not be human skin, it's metal!

"Your powers can change into more than just that black weapon? Is it limited to your right hand?" The next second after those words fell, Tang Mo saw a cold silver color reflect on Fu Wenduo's cheek, and a piece of skin turned into metal. His eyes widened as he watched, and soon, Fu Wenduo made the silver color disappear again.

Tang Mo took a few seconds to digest this fact, "...... You can make any part of your body, like this?" He then thought of the black sharp weapon, "Not just turn into metal, but also transform shapes at will?"

"I don't know."

Tang Mo froze.

Fu Wenduo said, "It's like you know you can get powers by killing people, but you don't know another way to get them. I'm not sure exactly what my psychic ability is either. So ...... can you tell me? Just like she just knew about your psychic ability, it's up to you to tell me what my psychic ability is."

Tang Mo was first stunned, and after a while, his expression started to become quite rich: "......"

Fu Wenduo took the initiative to let Tang Mo check out his powers, partly because like Tang Mo, he did not know much about his powers, so he could use this opportunity to get a clear understanding of them. On the other hand, it was because he also needed to tell Tang Mo.

Tang Mo had told him about his powers, so of course he couldn't hide them anymore. This was the kind of trust you needed to give as a teammate.

Tang Mo's reaction, however, struck him as somewhat interesting.

This kind of expression ...... Could it be that the beautiful woman s alien ability is very special and makes him feel difficult?

Fu Wenduo's mind began to wander. Tang Mo used to think that there was a slight difference between his way of thinking and Fu Wenduo's. He preferred to reason step-by-step based on clues, and all his conclusions were based on facts, or at least reasonable assumptions. Fu Wenduo was different. He thinks in terms of bold guesses and clever speculations at best, but at worst, he thinks out of the box. Only he was always right about the facts.

Fu Wenduo looked at Tang Mo calmly, without a trace of expression on his face, but in his heart, he already had a guess: Tang Mo wanted to use that woman's psychic ability to view his psychic ability, there was a great restriction. This restriction made Tang Mo a little difficult. What kind of restriction could make him show this kind of expression ......

Fu Wenduo looked at Tang Mo thoughtfully, and just as he was about to ask, Tang Mo pursed his lips and said, "Then I'll take a look at your powers."

Fu Wenduo froze, "Good."

Tang Mo holds out his hand, "Take your hand out."

Fu Wenduo gave him a strange look and held out his hand.

Tang Mo has a grip.

Fu Wenduo gave his body a thump.

Tang Mo's tone was calm, "Her powers require physical contact with the other person for a certain amount of time, so she just kept touching my face and neck and touching my hands just now in order to fulfill the conditions for the use of her powers."

Fu Wenduo was silent for a moment, "...... Good."

In the cold night wind, Fu Wenduo's hand was actually very hot. Tang Mo's eyes were downcast as he watched the two of them clasping hands. One word flashed through his mind---

"Blood and guts".

Soon, Tang Mo makes himself forget such an odd idea.

Private Money Ability (Don't try to hide a dime of private money) It is said that it requires physical contact with another person and the more private and ambiguous the contact, the better the effect, but in fact, as long as there is physical contact, Tang Mo can know about another person's Ability. But in fact, as long as there is physical contact, Tang Mo will be able to know about other people's psychic abilities.

The face and neck were far more intimate than the hands, so that woman had touched Tang Mo for a long time and knew about his supernormal ability. And now Tang Mo touched Fu Wenduo's hand, although the hand wasn't a very private part, but he touched it for twice as long, at most three times as long, it couldn't be possible that Fu Wenduo's supernormal ability was so powerful that he couldn't get it even if he touched it for three times as long, could it?

And he's GAY, Fu Wenduo isn't. It's just touching hands between teammates to check out their powers, no big deal. If he makes a big deal out of it and takes it too seriously, he's overthinking it instead.

Not wanting to waste time, Tang Mo explained, "If the other party's psychic ability is very powerful, the longer it takes for physical contact. Let's get out of here first."

"Good."

The two held hands and left this intersection.

The neighborhood happens to be a very busy commercial street in Nanjing, with large shopping malls, movie theaters and restaurants readily available on both sides of the road. Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo were walking along the street holding hands. At first, it was nothing, but after a while, Tang Mo's heart was filled with a strange feeling.

...... God damn it, it seems like a couple's date.

If Tang Mo were a woman, Fu Wenduo holding hands with him like this, a man and a woman, would be more like a date. But even if there are two men holding hands, with Tang Mo it's still like a date. Because he likes men. He can't date a woman at all, he can only date a man holding hands.

Tang Mo mentally spat out that woman's psychic ability. This ability seemed quite practical, not to mention being able to understand the enemy's ability, copying it and using it, as long as you find a powerful teammate, and get the ability from your teammate before every battle, you can enhance your combat power. But when you think about it, it's not useful at all. Because the more powerful your teammate's alien energy is, the longer it takes you to acquire it.

If Tang Mo wanted to borrow Fu Wenduo's powers before the fight, where would he have to touch to get them right away?

This is a really cockamamie alien ability!

As time passed by, Fu Wenduo calmly held Tang Mo's hand and walked along the once bustling shopping street. From time to time in the darkness came the sound of human footsteps, but the other party did not dare to appear. They only looked at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo from afar, guessed the strength of both sides, and then quietly left to avoid meeting.

Nine hours have passed since the start of the Trash Busters game, and there are three hours left.

Tang Mo spotted another player quickly running away, not daring to collide head-on with himself. He mused, "It seems that even the players in Nanking now know that killing people can earn them badges. Foreign players who can come to Nanking to participate in the game are bound to be strong and ambitious. Most likely, they are stowaways. Normal stowaways don't casually leave without even trying when they run into a player." So those people just now were all Nanking players, Tang Mo continued, "There are three more batches of rabbit-heads coming up next."

Fu Wenduo : "One more I to go and we'll have two sets of letters."

"Just now we got an I from those two tinless players.There are two possibilities.First, I badges are very rare and the chances of obtaining them are very low, that's why we never got them. Secondly ...... it's impossible to get an I badge by killing the Rabbit Headman. Those two players got I badges by killing other players, we haven't killed players before so we can't get I badges."

Fu Wenduo raised one eyebrow, "The only way to get a badge is to kill someone?"

"Fu Wenduo, what the hell is SURPRISE?"

Tang Mo suddenly stopped in his tracks. Fu Wenduo was still walking forward when his hand was suddenly pulled back. Fu Wenduo stops walking and turns his head to look at Tang Mo. Tang Mo realizes that he has just tugged on Fu Wenduo, and subconsciously tries to let go of his hand, but Fu Wenduo pulls back, and takes hold of his hand, gripping it even tighter.

Tang Mo looked up at him, and Fu Wenduo said faintly, "Is it time yet?"

Tang Mo: "......"

"Well, it's not time yet."

As the two continue to hold hands, Tang Mo says, "The Black Tower shouldn't have given the answer 'kill to get through the game'; there must be other ways to get through this game. Now that we've been able to spell out the letters of SURPRISE in their entirety with the badges, it's only logical that SURPRISE would be these badges. Putting the collected badges into that garbage disposal station would most likely have something to do with the yellow ball of light hovering in front of it. Put it in, and you'll pass the game. But that's certainly not the only way to pass the game."

Fu Wenduo: "SURPRISE is not about those badges."

Tang Mo's brain raced, and after thinking for a long time, Tang Mo said, "You mean, rule number five of the game, send your SURPRISE into the garbage disposal station to pass the game. This SURPRISE is not a badge?"

"The Black Tower didn't say anything about sending your SURPRISE badge to the dump."

Tang Mo thought for a moment, "So what's a SURPRISE?"

Fu Wenduo's eyes stared blankly as he did not answer. The two walked while each pondered on this question. In any information given by the Black Pagoda they were unable to determine what exactly SURPRISE was. There was only one possibility, those wooden badges were SURPRISE. this also seemed to be the answer given by the Black Tower. But assuming that the wooden badges weren't, then what was SURPRISE?

"For players all over NJ, and the rest of the Nine Boroughs, this trash sweeping game is a SURPRISE given to them by the Black Tower."

Tang Mo was thinking about whether or not SURPRISE would be some special props or something else special for the Black Tower. Hearing Fu Wenduo's words, he raised his head to look at the other party. Fu Wenduo was also looking at him. Their gazes met in the air and they did not say anything, but they understood each other's meaning at the same time.

Tang Mo : "Everything in that world can be said to be SURPRISE."

"Yes, so we have to guess what the SURPRISE is that the Black Tower wants. Or rather, what SURPRISE the Endbringer's garbage disposal needs."

Tang Mo's lips opened as he was about to open his mouth, when suddenly, a familiar nursery rhyme rang out over Nanjing. Tang Mo quickly turned his head to look at the huge black tower suspended in the air. A cheerful song called "The Painter" echoed through the city, and within Nanjing, countless players stopped in their tracks and looked at that tower in unison.

When the song finished playing, a clear child's voice rang out, and there seemed to be a note of gloating in its tone -

"Dingdong! Huaxia Zone 6, official player Fu Wen Sheng successfully cleared the 'Trash Sweeping Game for the Endbringers'. The first player to pass the game receives the extra reward 'The Trash's Gaze'. All trash will look at the player when they see him, and the effect lasts for three seconds. Tremble, trash, this is the contempt from the successful."

When the black tower's beeping sound ended, Tang Mo was startled and looked at Fu Wenduo, who, as expected, had completely blackened his face and was staring at the heavy black tower with an icy gaze. In the next second, Fu Wenduo held Tang Mo's hand in a death grip, and with a stomp of his feet, he ran forward.

"Go!"

The two turned into a bolt of lightning and quickly disappeared into the street.