The guess was completely correct.
Chen Yu wanted nothing more than to hug the slightly chubby otaku girl in front of him and passionately give her a few kisses.
His "title" on his head really had another use!
Now things were clear.
The "monthly title" on his head was actually his "mission target" for the month.
As long as he found someone with the exact same "title" for the month, he had a chance to duplicate and acquire their abilities.
For example, if his title for the month was "Useless Otaku," then he had to find a target with the same "Useless Otaku" title to target.
The method of targeting... was to "change" the right title.
By any means necessary.
Intimidation would work (like the chubby neighbor), and trickery would do (like the otaku girl).
As long as the other person's "title" changed, it would be the time for him to reap the rewards...
"If things continue like this, I might even have a chance to acquire superpowers in the future."
Thinking back to the formidable superpower user he had encountered in the hospital, whose powers reached the sky, Chen Yu's sense of anticipation was overflowing, almost bursting out of his body.
Despite suppressing his joy, Chen Yu didn't forget about the main task at hand. He immediately announced to the slightly chubby otaku girl, "Congratulations, you also answered the third question correctly. Now, give me the 100,000 yuan tax money, and I'll scan the QR code for your one million yuan prize."
"Thank you, thank you!" The slightly chubby otaku girl cried tears of joy. She shook hands with Chen Yu firmly and eagerly scanned the 100,000 yuan to him. "I love Qingcheng TV station, I love your production team."
"Okay. We love you too." When the 100,000 yuan was received, Chen Yu patted the girl's shoulder and turned to leave.
"Huh?" The slightly chubby otaku girl was taken aback, staring blankly as Chen Yu walked far away. Suddenly, she reacted, taking a big step forward and rushing after him, even losing her slipper in the process. "Hey, hey, hey? Where's the money? You haven't given me the money yet?"
"What money?" Chen Yu turned around, looking puzzled.
"The one million yuan prize!" The slightly chubby otaku girl widened her eyes. "You... you said you would scan one million to me!"
"Give you one million?" Chen Yu also widened his eyes.
"Yes!" The slightly chubby otaku girl nodded repeatedly.
Chen Yu said, "Am I crazy?"
Otaku girl: "..."
"Why should I give you one million? Are you good-looking?" Chen Yu felt utterly confused.
"You... you didn't... your production team was supposed to give me the prize money. I answered all three questions correctly! You promised to give me one million in prize money!"
"But you didn't answer correctly," Chen Yu ignored her and turned around, walking into the elevator. He pressed the button for the 12th floor. "The protagonist in Naruto is a ninja, and the protagonist in Detective Conan is a detective. These are answers that any human can give. You think you deserve the title of an otaku? You can't even pass the entrance exam for Bilibili."
"Ding—"
The elevator doors slowly closed.
Leaving behind the slightly chubby otaku girl standing outside in a dazed and stunned state...
...
Both were "Useless Otakus."
It was clear that the otaku girl downstairs couldn't compare to the abilities of the chubby neighbor.
So Chen Yu decided to come back and duplicate the neighbor's "skills" while conducting an experiment.
"Clack."
He unlocked the door, pushed it open, and at a glance, he saw the neighbor tightly bound by bedsheets, still lying in the living room without moving.
Closing the door, Chen Yu picked up a meat cleaver and took step by step forward.
The "bedsheet" heard the footsteps and began to tremble.
Approaching, Chen Yu stopped and stood quietly beside the bedsheet, observing for a few seconds. Then he suddenly raised his arm and brought down the cleaver in a swift strike!
"Swoosh—"
He sliced through the bedsheet.
And then he tore it apart with force.
"Crackle—"
The bedsheet split completely, revealing the soulless chubby neighbor underneath.
"Hello." Chen Yu put down the cleaver and greeted in a friendly manner.
"You... you... you killed her?" The chubby neighbor's teeth chattered.
Chen Yu didn't answer but carefully observed the various "skills" that could be duplicated from the neighbor's body.
Soon.
Chen Yu noticed some strange things.
For example, there were text fields indicating the ability to duplicate on the neighbor's neck, head, abdomen, right thigh, and right wrist. However, the left leg, left arm, chest, and back were empty.
Could it mean that these specific "body positions" had no useful abilities?
That didn't seem possible.
After all, the right leg still had "F-grade" synovitis.
If a diseased leg could be duplicated, it didn't make sense for the healthy left leg to be ineligible for duplication.
"So..." Chen Yu rubbed his bald chin, squinting his eyes.
There could only be one truth!
These duplicable abilities appeared randomly!
The selected positions would be different each time.
For example, if the ability of the right leg was selected the first time, it might be the ability of the left leg the second time.
Just like drawing cards.
Each time, "four" to "five" abilities would be drawn.
Which one could be selected depended entirely on luck.
'Or perhaps the more powerful the ability, the harder it is to obtain.'
With this thought, Chen Yu looked at the neighbor with a more focused gaze.
'Can I...'
'Repeatedly reset the skills?'
'For example, changing his title back to "Useless Otaku" and then changing it again.'
'According to logic, after the title changes, a new batch of duplicable abilities should appear, right?'
After a brief moment of contemplation, confirming its feasibility, Chen Yu immediately put his plan into action. He changed his expression at lightning speed, showing a kind, friendly, and gentle smile to the chubby neighbor.
"Brother, tired of being tied up, huh?" Chen Yu squatted down, enthusiastically untying the neighbor. "Here, let me untie you."
"What... what are you doing?" The chubby neighbor became even more frightened, struggling to prevent Chen Yu from touching the ropes. "Don't do this, bro! I don't want to die..."
"What are you talking about?" Chen Yu gave a seductive wink. "You're my bro, my old neighbor. Blood is thicker than water. How could I kill you?"
"No! Don't touch me!" The chubby neighbor screamed in horror as Chen Yu untied him. He immediately crawled and rolled into the corner of the living room, snot and tears streaming down his face. "Brother, please don't kill me! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry, big brother!"
"Brother, calm down." Chen Yu took a few steps back, raised his hands, and tried to explain. "Think about it, if I wanted to kill you, could I have untied the rope? Even pigs know that the best way to kill a pig is to tie it up."
As Chen Yu continued to retreat, the neighbor became slightly bolder and slowly moved toward the kitchen, seemingly searching for a weapon to defend himself.
Being attentive, Chen Yu immediately threw his butcher knife in the neighbor's direction. "Is this what you want? Here, take it."
"Clang."
The sound of the knife hitting the ground stunned the neighbor for a moment. He quickly rushed over and picked up the butcher knife, firmly gripping it in his hand.
"Brother, are you at ease now?" Chen Yu smiled.
"What... what do you want, after all?" With the weapon in his hand, the chubby neighbor grew a bit more defiant, pointing the tip of the knife at Chen Yu. "Get out! Get out of my house!"
"Actually, I just got released from prison today, and I was feeling happy. I wanted to play a prank on you, my old bro, to liven things up," Chen Yu said as he retreated to the front door, taking out his phone. "But I didn't expect to scare you. I'm really sorry about that."
"Get out! Get far away! Otherwise, I'll call the police!"
"Twenty thousand! Thirty thousand, let's make it thirty thousand, alright?" Chen Yu raised both hands. "If I don't compensate you, I'll feel guilty. Take this thirty thousand, and let's get along as neighbors."
"...Thirty thousand?" The chubby neighbor fell silent for a while, completely calming down. He tentatively asked, "Really giving it to me?"
"Right now!" Chen Yu felt delighted. "Hurry, show me your payment code, and I'll scan it to send you the money. Then I'll leave."
The neighbor stared at Chen Yu without blinking for a while. Perhaps wanting Chen Yu to leave quickly, or perhaps genuinely tempted by the money, the chubby neighbor hesitated for a moment. Step by step, cautiously, he moved to the side of the sofa, picked up his phone, and monitored Chen Yu's position with the knife while trembling. He unlocked the screen and opened his payment code.
"Great! Brother, you don't need to come over. Just show me the code."
Upon hearing this, the chubby neighbor raised his phone with suspicion.
Without hesitation, Chen Yu transferred thirty thousand yuan.
"Ding!"
Seeing the "huge" amount of money deposited, the chubby neighbor stood there dumbfounded. "Did... did you really give it?"
"Of course, it's compensation. I feel bad for scaring you like this," Chen Yu forced a bitter smile.
"...Alright then." The chubby neighbor's face eased slightly, and his tone became less trembling. He put down his phone. "You can leave now. Let's consider this matter settled."
Just as he reached the door, Chen Yu suddenly reappeared, snatching the butcher knife from him and pressing the sharp blade against his neck!
"You want money, huh?" Chen Yu looked menacing. "You've got some nerve, don't you?"
The chubby neighbor: "..."
...
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