Bai Xiao descended, lifting his head to not only see the bizarre and magnificent world but also the professional modifier he had downloaded before crossing over. "Drain all experience from my sub-occupations, 'Biological Mecha Master', 'Mystic Explorer', 'Special Hypnotist', transforming it into one million potential points, all enhancing my main occupation, 'Fighter'!" "I... have obtained the golden ultimate occupation, 'God of Martial Combat'!" The largest urban agglomeration in the world, a night of torrential rain. On the ground, countless Killing Ghosts and Fighters fought to the death, while hordes of metal Mechas and Biological Armors exploded and self-destructed. Blood and flame intertwined, plunging everything into primordial violence and chaos. Atop a high tower, Bai Xiao stood silently amidst the rainy darkness, like a stiff and terrifying statue. His crimson eyes looked down below, restrained yet bloody, cold yet hiding madness. He leaped down with his trench coat wildly dancing. The God of Martial Combat descended upon the final battleground! A cold voice echoed across the city skyline. "Next, I will kill everyone present! If you have the ability, try to stop me..." A modern city of extravagant luxury, an era of entertainment and consumption supreme. Beneath seventy years of peaceful façade, lied another mad and bloody Inner World. Fighters, masters of their martial traditions, and Killing Ghosts, controlled by combat modes, engaged in a frightful, relentless slaughter. Metal Mechas with terrifying energy and Biological Armors extracted from monstrous cells commenced a brutal struggle between old and new technologies. In this era infested with machinery and altered by external entities, to proclaim the power unique to humans might be an unimaginable romance...
Bai Xiao spoke in an expressionless tone.
Wei Dong was furious, "Is this how you see me in your heart?!"
Bai Xiao silently nodded.
"That's pure slander. I've told you, I like you and it's consensual. I am Nanjiang's most affectionate, not its biggest pervert. Love without soulful communication, that is merely venting carnal desires, I look down on it." Wei Dong had the look of someone who felt he had misjudged a friend, thinking that they understood him better.
Next, the birthday banquet began, and to everyone's surprise, Su Ze actually invited several celebrities to perform at the Blue Moon Restaurant. Some faces frequently seen on the internet, whether handsome or beautiful, appeared before their eyes. Even a girl group was invited to mimic the international trend of sexy singing and dancing.
It was Su Ze's twentieth birthday, and whatever the young folk liked, they got.
It wasn't like some of those serious, formal banquets held by business bigwigs.