【 Last Words 】

As he handed the headphones and phone back to the female student, Litch put his belongings besides him and stood up.

"Thank you."

After returning the items, he took several books to the librarian, borrowed the "Golden Branch", "Witchcraft, science and religion", and all sorts of books, and departed.

When he returned to his house, Litch no longer felt uneasy, but instead concentrated on the books he had previously read.

Even though the texts were concerning death, souls, sacrifices, and killing, Litch still joyfully withstood them.

As for him, he may face even more in the future, and this information is also his most valuable asset.

Dusk, 7pm.

At the start of the ultimate summer, a circle of desolate radiance arose around the top of the towering building, a profound, tenuous night shrouding the whole of Eshiro.

Litch was peering at a scene that depicted the living sacrifices. The words suddenly contorted and metamorphosed into chilly, pallid words.

[Congratulations on completing Profession development quest]

[ Now start proceeding to checkout ]

[Quest exploration: 80%]

[ Quest complete situation: Stunning ]

[A successful video depends not only on the quality of the video, but also on the big trend at that time, you are very lucky.]

[ Obtained Silence Points: 2000 points ]

[Received advanced Profession reward: [Last Words]]

[ Checkout completed ]

[ Hundreds of thousands of views is just a small start, gather more inspiration, continue to create more excellent works!]

The illustration from that book which explains the blood-sacrifice procedure gradually deformed, showing rotten human heads adorned with green fireballs rising from their eyes like fireflies, amongst which three heads stuck out especially.

Litch now knows that the quest to collect hunch is probably a matter of doing some dying, exciting things.

Yet, he temporarily suppressed his thoughts and did not verbalize it, but directed his gaze towards the reward that he had obtained only just before.

"...2000 Silence Points!??"

Litch saw his Silence Points in his personal status bar, and suddenly felt a little unable to react.

At first, Litch looked at the products in the Department Store that required hundreds of points of goods and felt that they were all expensive.

But now, in just one day, I can buy them all.

"The Internet is really powerful!"

Litch felt emotional.

Litch is not pressed to squander funds, but he want to check the reward first.

"[Last Words]...?"

He thought boredly, across the page of the book, explaining the Egyptian concept of life and death and the Pyramid text, information related to [Last Words] emerged.

[Last Words ]

[Inherent]

[ Can be refined ]

[A revolver, it uses not ordinary bullets, but language and writing]

[There is a proverb circulating in the wasteland, language is also a weapon]

[Fire can burn the body, a knife blade can tear the throat, misfortune is calculated to erase evidence of crime]

[But language and thoughts are immortal]

[ "—— It's yours" ]

Almost at the moment he saw the information, Litch's mind seemed to have been instilled with knowledge related to this ability by someone.

His right hand palmed upward, gently opened it, and an illusory revolver appeared there.

Litch held it tightly, the solid weight was reassuring, this was the first real object he received from the system. If he hadn't gone crazy and had delusions, then this system would far surpass Litch's imagination.

He carefully observed the pistol in his hand as it existed and did not exist.

This revolver has a slightly long barrel and a very large diameter. It is said to be a pistol, but it is better to say that it is a hand cannon. Anyone who is hit by a frontal bullet of this caliber will probably die directly.

The magazine was empty, unimaginably, Litch already knew how to use it, as if he knew it from birth.

"I'm Litch."

Litch opened the bullet box, then opened his mouth to say a sentence, and immediately, accompanied by his Will, a missing bullet appeared in the clip.

Closing the bullet box, rotating the bullet to the trigger point, Litch raised the pistol and aimed the muzzle at his temple.

No matter what world he was in, Litch had never made such a move before.

But he pulled the trigger, without any hesitation.

Peng ——

The loud gunshot followed the shock wave that followed, but surprisingly, the fragile pages of the book didn't seem to feel the change in the atmosphere.

That ink-black bullet just like that entered Litch's temple, like a rock sinking into a lake, and after a few ripples, it disappeared.

Litch put the gun down and immediately opened his mouth.

"I'm Litch."

This sentence is not at all wrong with the one he said before.

"I'm Litch."

Litch opened his mouth again.

Even though he tried to change his tone, volume, and expression, the words he said were still exactly the same as before.

Without saying anything, Litch opened the computer again and casually found a soprano performance video to fill the ammo box again.

Litch fired another shot at his head.

He tried opening his mouth.

A soprano voice shot out from his mouth.

Litch gradually understood it all.