The Shocking Reality World**

In the Reincarnation Space, basic skills can be directly purchased using plot points. However, advanced mastery and control skills must be earned through the story worlds.

To equip the Black Star handgun, Kiba needed to upgrade his "Basic Shooting" skill to Level 3. Communicating with the tattoo on his wrist through his mind, the space's prompt quickly echoed in his mind.

[Basic Shooting successfully learned, 50 plot points consumed.]

[Skill successfully upgraded, Basic Shooting LV1-LV2, 100 plot points consumed.]

[Skill successfully upgraded, Basic Shooting LV2-LV3, 150 plot points consumed.]

A wealth of shooting knowledge flooded into his mind. As Kiba gripped the black handgun, a wave of familiarity surged through him. It felt like a seasoned driver grasping the steering wheel—every operation instinctively came to mind.

Seeing the few plot points left, he decided to tentatively upgrade the newly acquired Heal skill from *Shield Hero*.

[Skill successfully upgraded, Heal LV1-LV2, 200 plot points consumed.]

As Kiba winced at the cost, he turned his attention to the upgraded skill's effect.

**Usage Requirement:** Minimum 4 points of spirit energy.

"Only reduced by 1 point of spirit consumption?!"

Lowering the cost confirmed that the skill had indeed been enhanced, though the trade-off seemed steep for now. He wondered if further upgrades might reduce the skill's usage requirements more, perhaps even allowing for more effortless casting in the future.

With the skill upgrades complete, Kiba's strengthening process was now finished. His combat power had undoubtedly received a significant boost.

**Life:** 90/90 (+20) 

**Status:** Healthy 

**Strength:** 7 (+1) 

**Constitution:** 7 

**Agility:** 6 (+1) 

**Spirit:** 16 (+3) 

**Perception:** 12 (+2) 

**Active Skill:** Heal 

**Passive Skills:** None 

**Basic Skills:** 3D Maneuver Gear Operation LV3, Basic Shooting LV3 

**Traits:** Steel Heart (Legendary), Artistic Aura 

**Items:** 3D Maneuver Gear - Enhanced Model IV, Titan Neck Meat, Steak with Sauce ×3, Perfect Restoration Potion, Black Star Handgun

With less than 400 plot points remaining, Kiba sighed internally. "I was hoping to buy some potions, but it seems I'll only have enough for bullets now."

Returning to the space plaza, he set out to find some specialized suppliers. These sellers offered essential items at slightly lower prices than in the main space.

The transaction was swift, adding a total of 2,000 bullets to his inventory.

One plot point bought 10 handgun bullets, which seemed reasonable. Considering the need for sustained firepower, he purchased a large supply of ammunition in one go.

To compensate for his dwindling resources, Kiba found a Reincarnator shop specializing in potions and sold the Titan neck meat. The remaining plot points were used to access the training center.

Kiba had acquired several new abilities, each requiring extensive testing to ensure they wouldn't fail him in a real fight.

"I hope using the skill won't hurt too much."

Back in the real world, a comic café on a street corner...

Dressed in a black trench coat, Kiba quietly savored his cannon latte, his eyes filled with a fervor that others couldn't detect.

After finishing his training, he unexpectedly discovered an option to return to reality in his room. Given the suspicion in his heart, he decided to check out this so-called reality.

Kiba's judgment was correct; this world indeed lacked the classic comics of the past. The popular works in the room were all types he had never heard of.

"Good, now I can be at ease."

The advantage of knowing the plot was immeasurable. He had been worried about other "competitors" appearing, but now, his concerns were finally alleviated, and even the bitter coffee in his cup seemed to taste a bit sweet.

However, a sudden notification snapped Kiba out of his thoughts.

**[You have been affected by pufferfish toxin. You will lose a total of 48 health points over the next 3 minutes, with added negative effects of difficulty breathing and limb weakness.]**

In this seemingly peaceful real world, someone had poisoned him through a cup of coffee?!

A surge of alertness rose in Kiba's heart, and a needle-like pain spread from the back of his neck—that was because someone had aimed a gun at him.

Equipped with the "Black Star" pistol, his perception had reached a staggering 12 points, so even having a weapon aimed near his body would trigger intense vigilance.

Bang! 

As he left his seat, the café's glass shattered with a crash.

In the moment he leapt out, Kiba used his powerful perception to pinpoint the source of the gunshot.

The seventh window from the left on the second floor of the hotel across the street.

"Not knowing the identity of the enemy, it's not wise to make a move now." Kiba remained calm, as if he was already accustomed to the brutality of gunfights.

As the people around him began to scream and flee, he easily blended in with the crowd, weaving through the street until he arrived at a run-down residential area.

Sensing a vague threat nearby, Kiba knew he hadn't yet shaken off the assassin. But it didn't matter; only 20 seconds remained until the toxin would wear off.

The enemy wasn't in a rush to catch up, likely waiting for the toxin to kill him, which granted him some breathing room.

"When I have more money, I definitely need to carry a few bottles of antidote on me." Taking out a fragrant piece of steak, Kiba reluctantly began to chew.

The enemy's identity was uncertain, with a good chance they were reincarnators from the space. To be safe, it was better to restore his lost health points.

The space had a rule that you couldn't reveal its existence to ordinary people, so he couldn't use the giant summoning technique from his necklace or even take out his vertical maneuvering equipment.

He chose this secluded neighborhood to avoid drawing attention. If things went wrong, he would definitely need to use the power of a giant.

If an ordinary person happened to see it, he would have no choice but to kill them. Otherwise, the space would impose severe penalties.

As his health points rapidly recovered, Kiba slowly grinned, like a butcher watching a bleating lamb. His smile was filled with the playfulness and cruelty of a dominator.

Meanwhile, a group of young people entered the neighborhood, glancing around before heading straight for the building where Kiba was hiding.

Beep beep beep!

Hearing static in his earpiece, the blond hippie smiled and said, "The target has been confirmed. We are about to execute the final cleanup operation."

After speaking, the hippie turned to his companions. "Find No. 7, even if it's just a corpse."

"Yes!"

"Be careful; after all, he's a superhuman like us." 

(End of chapter)