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

"That was just for temporary healing, what ability could a blade of grass give me?" Fan Lie chuckled, reaching out and a sprig of green grass sprouted from the palm of his hand.


At the moment when the grass appeared, his pupils shuddered violently, then returned to normal as he retracted the grass back into his body, shaking his head, "No special ability, just a worthless blade of grass, not as useful as a machine gun."


"What skill did you awaken?" Duge caught his micro-expression and smiled, "Won't you check your panel?"


"Boss, the skills awakening panel would be flashy..." Fan Lie shook his head.


"Fan Lie, do you know what the premise of cooperation is?" Duge glanced at his head and said, "It's honesty. If even honesty is too much to ask for, it's hard for me to believe that you will help me keep my identity a secret!"


You've pried into all my secrets, and I still don't even know your keywords...


475 Deceive the Eye_3