Red_Skin_Duck

“I thought we were brothers, and this is how you treat me?”
Clutching his bloodied abdomen, John stared fiercely at the two figures before him.
And the dragger embedded in his stomach was none other than the symbol of their former friendship: the legendary gear [Apate’s Whisper].
“Just got a little lucky, and you think you’re so great?”
“Claiming to be blessed by the Goddess of Luck? I’d like to see where your Goddess is.”
“Hahahaha…”
Amidst the taunting laughter, John’s world gradually darkened.
…
[Ding, congratulations to the Host for becoming player number 001 in Apocalypse]
“Didn’t I die? What time is it now?”
[Ding, congratulations to the Host for acquiring the SSS talent Kiss of LUCK, randomly gaining a hundredfold Bonus!]
“A hundredfold Bonus?”
[Ding, the Host executes a normal attack, physical damage 5; based on talent evaluation, deals a total of 2000 points magic damage!]
[Ding, the Host obtains an iron dagger, quality common; based on talent evaluation, it upgrades to a Legendary dagger!]
[Ding, the Host obtains a magic scroll, quality rare; based on talent evaluation, it upgrades to a Divine scroll!]
“Good, this time, you all will pay for what you’ve done!”

I, the Weakest Human, Start with a Hundredfold Bonus Talent！

"Damn it, damn it! I'm hungry again..."

Lawrence leaned against the stone wall, his expression oscillating between maniacal laughter and pained sighs, as if two entirely different personalities were battling within his troubled mind.

One voice kept urging him to continue the killing spree, while the other repeatedly questioned why he was there.

The constant clash of these voices had driven Lawrence to madness.

"I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be... here."

But no matter how hard he tried, Lawrence couldn't remember where he was supposed to go.

"No, John! I'm here to kill John. That's right! If I kill John, my headache will stop."

It was as if Lawrence had a moment of clarity, and the voices in his head finally aligned.

Meanwhile, on the sixth level of the labyrinth.

The torch in John's hand flickered in the wind, casting orange-yellow light that made his shadow dance on the ground.

Chapter66-Just a Laughable Lie (Part 1)