Chapter 58 | Random Gifting High-Level Equipments
Chapter 58: 58 | Random Gifting High-Level Equipments
[Thousand Face Ghost (Black-Iron) —> Ten Thousand Face Ghost (Legendary)
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[Name]: Ten Thousand Ghost Face
[Relic Grade]: Legendary
[Category]: Mask
[Durability]: Indestructible
[Attributes]
↳ Agility +50
↳ Perception +40
↳ Intelligence +30
[Special Effects]
↳ Ghostify (Passive)
Transforms the wearer’s presence into a ghost-like state. Suppresses aura, killing intent, mana fluctuations, and life force, making the wearer nearly impossible to detect through conventional senses or tracking abilities.
↳ Thousand Faces (Passive)
Completely conceals the wearer’s identity, level, class, attributes, skills, relics, and system information. Appraisal and identification skills below Legendary Grade automatically fail.
↳ Sovereign Veil (Passive)
Prevents players, monsters, and NPCs up to two major realms above the wearer from viewing or analyzing their information. Higher-level beings receive only fragmented or misleading information.
↳ Phantom Dominion (Active)
Duration: 10 Minutes
The wearer enters a spectral state. Footsteps, breathing, scent, and mana signatures disappear completely, while stealth effectiveness is dramatically increased.
↳ Mirage Manifestation (Active)
Creates up to 20 ghostly afterimages that perfectly mimic the wearer’s movements, making it nearly impossible to identify the real body.
[Legendary Effect]
↳ Thousand Ghost Sovereign
The mask recognizes only one master. While worn, all concealment and stealth abilities are enhanced by 300%, and any attempt to inspect, lock onto, or predict the wearer’s location has a high chance of failing. Those who repeatedly pry into the wearer’s secrets may suffer mental backlash or temporary perception distortion.
"Much Better."
Without hesitation, Andrew wore it and then began unloading his inventory.
He selected only half of everything he owned. The remaining half stayed safely inside his inventory for future use.
One by one, he arranged the items neatly across the four tables. Iron-grade weapons occupied the largest section, followed by armor, accessories, treasure chests, enhancement jewels, crafting materials, monster drops, and various potions.
He deliberately kept all twelve skill books inside his inventory. He has a nice use for them.
Within minutes, the stall gleamed brilliantly beneath the evening sun.
It was impossible for anyone walking through the village gate to ignore it.
A Player saw Andrew when he opened the stall and when he saw Andrew unload the massive amount of items and his eyes widened. When his eyes locked in on the Black Iron grade sword on the stall, his breathing increased sharply.
"W-what the hell? Just one day and someone is already selling a Black-Iron grade weapon?"
His eyes lit up and he cautiously stepped forward.
"...Are you selling these?"
Andrew looked at him with a straight face.
"No."
The player scratched his head awkwardly.
"Haha... right. I guess I should ask how much this Iron-grade sword costs then."
"I’m not selling them."
Andrew shook his head.
"I’m giving them away."
The player froze.
"...What?"
"You heard me."
After hesitating for several seconds, the player slowly reached toward one of the Black Iron-grade swords. Even after hundreds of hours of playing, he had never seen equipment of this quality in the Beginner’s Village.
He looked at Andrew one last time.
Andrew simply nodded.
"Take it."
The player carefully picked up the sword.
[Ding! You have successfully gifted an item]
[Investment Return Triggered!]
[Return Multiplier: ×7]
Choose your reward.
[Receive Multiplied Item]
[Convert to Investment Points]
Andrew glanced at the back of the youth in contempt.
’Just 7x?’ Even he had never come into contact with such low multiplier before. Without hesitation, Andrew converted it to investment points.
Meanwhile, the player stood there in disbelief.
He waited for Andrew to stop him.
Five seconds...
Ten seconds...
Nothing happened.
Andrew glared at him. "Do you want to go or should I chase you off?"
The youth smiled awkwardly but his eyes lit up with excitement.
Clutching the Black Iron sword tightly, he sprinted away as though someone might rob him at any moment.
Black Iron-grade equipment shouldn’t exist this early in the Beginner’s Village.
Ordinary players would have to leave the beginner region and survive in far more dangerous territories before they even had a chance of obtaining such equipment.
Yet Andrew had casually handed one away.
It was unbelievable.
Soon, two more players approached the stall.
Unlike the first player, they had already witnessed what happened.
Their eyes burned with excitement as they asked,
"...Are these really free?"
Andrew nodded.
"Take whichever one you want."
The two immediately reached for the remaining Black Iron weapons, each grabbing two.
"Wait."
Andrew’s voice instantly froze them in place.
Cold sweat rolled down both of their backs.
Slowly, they turned around.
Andrew pointed toward the weapons in their hands.
"One each."
"Leave the rest."
The two exchanged embarrassed glances before quietly placing one weapon back onto the table.
Neither dared argue.
After thanking Andrew repeatedly, they hurried away with their prizes.
Andrew watched them leave with a faint smile.
His system only rewarded him once for each recipient. Giving multiple items to the same person would waste valuable opportunities.
It was far more profitable to spread the gifts among as many different players as possible before considering repeat recipients.
Word spread rapidly.
Within minutes, five more players rushed over.
Then ten.
Then twenty.
The once-quiet entrance of the Beginner’s Village transformed into complete chaos.
Everyone had heard the unbelievable rumor.
Someone was giving away free items and even contained Black Iron equipment.
The crowd surged toward the stall.
Andrew immediately stepped in front of the tables, blocking everyone’s path.
The crowd surged toward the stall. What had been a trickle of curious onlookers became a flood of eager bodies, all pushing and shoving to get closer to the tables. The noise level rose dramatically as people shouted questions, called out requests, and argued with each other over who was next in line.
Andrew immediately stepped in front of the tables, blocking everyone’s path. His presence alone was enough to slow the surge. The Crimson marks above his head were clearly visible, and even the most excited players paused when they saw them.
"Queue," his calm voice carried surprising authority. It cut through the noise like a blade, silencing the chatter and drawing every eye to him. "Everyone lines up. One item per person. Anyone who ignores the line gets nothing."
[A/N: 1 more golden ticket for 2 Chapters mass release and 15 left for 5 Chapters mass release]