Chapter 63: Chaos

The advanced evolution potion could actually grant people talents!

This news was undoubtedly like a thunderclap out of the blue, shocking Zhao Kuo to his core. He subconsciously ignored the part about it being a probability.

After all, with his luck value, the probability didn't make much of a difference.

He suddenly remembered the number "3" he had rolled with the Lucky Dice last night. Could the sudden appearance of the talent attribute be the result of the Lucky Dice?

Zhao Kuo wasn't sure, especially since the phrase "probability of awakening a talent" had come from Qiong En's mouth.

If it really was as he suspected, then the Lucky Dice was simply too overpowered. But then again, it was a super-rare item, so being a bit overpowered was to be expected.

Zhao Kuo didn't dwell on the issue. After all, the number "3" seemed to be in his favor no matter how he looked at it.

He followed Qiong En and boarded a steam-powered taxi. The starting fare was a whopping 3 subway coins—almost equivalent to a lower-level worker's entire monthly income earned through backbreaking labor.

The wealth gap in this distorted society had been stretched to an extreme.

Eventually, the steam-powered taxi stopped in front of a three-story building. Qiong En paid 4 subway coins and got out of the car.

The building in front of them exuded the grandeur of Roman architecture. Though only three stories tall, it was entirely constructed of granite and marble, looking particularly majestic under the lights.

Above the building hung the words "Eternal Merchant Guild Bank."

The Eternal Merchant Guild Bank, jointly established by several major families, was the largest bank in Eternal Station and the only one with an official background.

Before even entering, Zhao Kuo saw a squad of heavily armed guards patrolling the main entrance.

They were equipped with somewhat outdated automatic rifles, bulletproof vests, and helmets. Each guard was accompanied by a large black dog, a breed Zhao Kuo had never seen in the real world—likely unique to Eternal Station.

Entering the bank's lobby, even the well-traveled Zhao Kuo couldn't help but marvel at its opulence.

It was hard to imagine how such a lavish scene could exist in just a station. And this was only a bank open to the upper-level public. It was difficult to fathom what the mansions of the major families must look like.

It seemed Tang Yingying would be making a killing today, Zhao Kuo thought to himself.

"Please take a seat. I'll go call someone," Qiong En said, appearing particularly humble in front of Zhao Kuo, as if he were truly his advisor.

Zhao Kuo didn't feel awkward either. He simply sat down in the chair, crossed his legs, and observed the surroundings.

The security was tight. In addition to the guards outside, there were many plainclothes special agents. Zhao Kuo even spotted the tip of a gun barrel peeking out from some corners.

Snipers!

Zhao Kuo's heart tightened slightly. He had nearly been taken out by a sniper rifle before, so now he had a subconscious stress response when facing snipers.

He hoped Qiong En's plan wouldn't go awry… Zhao Kuo took a deep breath internally, trying to appear more natural.

Just then, some of the plainclothes agents seemed to receive some kind of command and began closing in on Zhao Kuo's location.

Zhao Kuo noticed this immediately, but he only frowned slightly and didn't move.

This was part of Qiong En's plan.

Soon, the nearest plainclothes agent quickly approached, pressing a gun against Zhao Kuo's waist. "Don't move. We've received a report that you're carrying a weapon of mass destruction. Please cooperate with the investigation."

In no time, several plainclothes agents surrounded Zhao Kuo, and the hidden sniper rifles all aimed at his location.

At that moment, the effects of ​Potential Perception​ began firing off in his mind.

But Zhao Kuo remained calm. "Weapon of mass destruction? I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Just cooperate with the investigation. Take him away," the plainclothes agent said, sounding domineering and unwilling to listen to Zhao Kuo's explanation.

Just then, another voice rang out. "Viscount, so you're here. What are you all doing?!"

Not far away, Jasmine walked over, her face filled with anger.

"Viscount?" The lead plainclothes agent's heart sank. This was bad.

Another plainclothes agent tried to stop Jasmine, but with just one move, she knocked him to the ground, breaking his arm in the process.

Due to her natural hostility toward upper-level people, Jasmine didn't hold back at all.

Seeing this, the other plainclothes agents wanted to swarm in, but the lead agent quickly raised his hand. "Everyone, stand down!"

The commotion also attracted the attention of the civilians who had come to do business and the guards patrolling the entrance. They quickly gathered around.

The lead plainclothes agent was sweating. He had received a message from his superior that a criminal had appeared in the bank. How had that person turned into a noble viscount?

Such a young viscount was likely the heir of a major family!

If that were the case, his career would be ruined. No, he had to salvage the situation and leave a good impression on the other party.

With this in mind, the lead agent immediately said, "Everyone, stay calm. There's been a misunderstanding."

He then turned to Zhao Kuo. "This… sir, could you please show us your identification?"

Jasmine, who was already standing protectively beside Zhao Kuo, glared at him. "Who do you think you are, asking the viscount to show his identification?"

"This…" The lead agent was immediately put in a difficult position.

Under normal circumstances, he indeed had no right to ask a noble to prove their identity.

Moreover, in the upper six levels, no one would dare impersonate a noble, as being discovered would result in immediate execution!

Just then, the squad of patrolling guards walked over. The burly captain looked serious. "What's going on here?"

The lead plainclothes agent breathed a sigh of relief. While he didn't have the authority to verify identities, the guards did.

He quickly and concisely explained what had just happened.

The guard captain nodded slightly, took two steps forward, and saluted Zhao Kuo. "Please show us your identification, sir. Thank you."

In the upper six levels, the guard captain had the authority to check anyone's identification, including the governor's.

Seeing that everyone had been drawn over, Zhao Kuo knew the goal had been achieved.

He slowly stood up and took out his identification from his pocket.

The captain took it, scanned it with a machine, and soon the information appeared.

The captain nodded and returned the identification to Zhao Kuo, saluting again. "I've seen your identification, Viscount."

This statement undoubtedly confirmed Zhao Kuo's status as a viscount.

The lead plainclothes agent immediately stepped forward, repeating the captain's words, and then quickly bowed. "It was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Please forgive us, Viscount."

As he spoke, he cursed the superior who had given him the false information countless times in his heart.

Zhao Kuo ignored him and instead walked over to the captain, patting him on the shoulder. "You've worked hard. Keep up the good work."

No one noticed that with that pat, a micro-bomb created by Dr. slipped into the captain's collar.