The Busy Man at Midnight

One day, Su Qi suddenly discovers he has a peculiar ability: he can see Easter eggs hidden in the world around him. 
These aren’t just bits of extra information; by performing specific actions, he can unlock hidden rewards.
While everyone else is fleeing in terror from a vengeful female ghost, Su Qi is already setting the table for a candlelit dinner, chatting amiably with her.
[You acquire her husband's hat, a mysterious artifact that, when thrown, locks onto enemies and delivers a devastating mental shock.]
When zombies overrun the streets, and survivors scramble for axes and kitchen knives, Su Qi confidently strides in, wielding a sound system in one hand and a heavy-duty machine gun in the other, casually clearing out the neighborhood.
[No one can defeat me in my BGM.]
This is the Abyss—the birthplace of despair and decay, where worlds crumble under fear and madness. 
This is also a paradise where countless seekers pursue the footsteps of gods. 
Myths of the past and epics of the future are written here in grand and tragic splendor.
Until Su Qi shows up.
With a mop soaked in the blood of a recently stunned god, Su Qi scrawls a few bold words onto the epic tale:
"The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle."

The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

The passive Skill that distributed points... for Su Qi had become an absolutely crucial attribute. Its potential for growth could not be left blank, though Ascension would grant an ability increase, but who knew what the requirements for the next Level of Ascension were, or if ascending to the next sequence would grant additional traits?


When Su Qi finished making his selection,


he felt a surge of new power within his pupils.


"There are a lot of things that seem worth trying."


Su Qi looked at the countdown until the side effects ended, then walked towards the Twisted space illusion.


The man was sent flying, crashing into the stairs, his body covered in wounds, blood gushing out.


The scarred youth and Cheng Feng were both on the verge of death.


Xun Xiaohuan was gasping for air, his flying knives had already dropped quite a few, and his face was pale:


Chapter 137: Class Change Traits!_2