Cotton Jacket Guard

Brave, sly, kind, slippery, generous, greedy, elegant, ferocious, happy, abnormal, honest, hypocritical...
In this apocalyptic world, only by winning on the Alien Star battlefield can one obtain resources to ensure the continuity of civilization.
Every warrior that enters the Alien Star battlefield receives a randomly assigned keyword that belongs to them.
If one's actions align with their keyword, their attributes will rapidly grow, granting abilities akin to Superman. On the contrary, if they fail to comply, they will swiftly weaken;
This is a world where performance skills are paramount;
Performance skills equate to sustenance, performance skills are glory, performance skills provide privileges, performance skills are life...
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Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others

"No, I'll tell them the Crystal Ball guides them to find the Destiny Sea Map, and once they find the Destiny Sea Map, they should come back to me, and I will tell them their next move," Marsha Hewitt struggled to speak as she felt the grip around her neck tighten.


"And then, you will charge twice?" Duge asked.


"There are seven pieces of the Sea Map in total," Marsha looked at Duge, managing a strained smile.


"Shit." Duge's eyes widened, "You're shameless!"


Searching for one piece of the Sea Map cost 50 Gold Coins, seven pieces would be 350 Gold Coins, and after assembling all seven pieces, coming back to ask about the Golden Compass would be another session. She only needs to make a show of peering into the Crystal Ball, and she could fleece the same person eight times...


If she was given the keywords for trade, she could grow substantially; her heart was too dark.


Compared to her, the pirates were innocent lambs.


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