My Iyashikei Game Chapter 403: Huang Yin's Era

The Singer appeared to be crying and the cries carried a melancholy with it. ‘Sometimes, the more you remember, the sadder you’ll be. Perhaps the Singer has already communicated with the old man’s head.’ Han Fei desperately needed Fu Sheng’s memory fragment to understand the cryptic world, and the Singer should know about that. He left behind the altar but carried the old man’s head to another zone. Clearly he was luring Han Fei away from the safety of Ziggurat.

‘The building where the Singer is in is quite unique. All the windows are hanging with red threads and the walls are mottled. The walls have protrusions here and there. It doesn’t look like it is built from bricks, it looks more like a living monster.’ There was everything in the cryptic world. The system was not omnipotent. For example, it couldn’t identify the black creature raised by Xu Qin. No one knew how it came into being. There had to be many unidentifiable things like that in the cryptic world.

‘After I level up the altar, I should try to explore the area adjacent to the Ziggurat.’ The map left behind by Fu Sheng appeared in Han Fei’s mind. The cryptic world was humongous, the areas Han Fei had explored were only a very small part, he hadn’t really walked into the true darkness.

‘To upgrade the altar, I need to satisfy two conditions, reach 100 reputation and 100 afterlife karma.

‘I’ve attempted so many jobs in the cryptic world and have made my mark. Technically my name should be known already but my reputation is only 34, that’s still a distance away from 100. Looks like I was being too low profile before. After I collect sufficient afterlife karma, I’ll have to do a few big things.

‘Gaining friendship from the locals of the cryptic world can increase my reputation; getting them to hate me also can increase my reputation. It’s easier to anger people than to help people.’

Han Fei now only had 1 Life Points to work with but he still planned to make his infamy known. Taking a risk was an understatement for what Han Fei was planning. ‘There are ways

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