After refusing to take the expensive eighth-grade pill, Ken moved to check out the third prize.
"Hahaha, this is a great prize!"
"I'm glad you like it."
Ken laughed loudly and praised the final reward he could buy. It was the one thing he collected; it was a mask!
It was an elegant white mask with two red lines that stretched from the temples toward the mouth until the chin.
"So, what's special about this mask?"
"Quite a few. First, it's an eighth-grade mask that one of the elders used to hide his identity while traveling undercover. It changes the wearer's Qi signature, so others won't be able to recognize them, and even uses a subtle illusion to make the body's proportions look slightly different."
Ken was already impressed by those two features and was ready to buy the mask for 200,000 BP.