Chapter 7: The Cursed Mask and the Lights-Out Rule

As Ji Yan emerged, the game notification sounded in his mind.

“Ding! Congratulations, player, for successfully obtaining the Blood Pipa and completing the C-level mission.”

“Mission reward acquired: [Scissorhands Mask].”

“Rarity: Rare.”

“Description: Once, a man named Edward wore this mask to avenge the girl he loved. For every person he killed, he would cut the culprit’s face and stitch it onto the mask—a testament to undying love, isn’t it?”

“Ability: When using cursed artifacts, enhances perception by 5%.”

“Ding! Talent triggered: acquired hidden information about the cursed artifact.”

“Hidden operation: The mask can suck the user’s blood to activate a concealed effect—players may transform into the eerie identity of a Scissorhands killer.”

“Mission summary: The player has yet to gain favor with their father. Please keep trying!”

“Hidden information triggered again.”

Ji Yan’s eyes gleamed; this talent was incredibly advantageous.

It was like a gun falling into different hands—others could only use it as a mere club.

But he had fired all the bullets, turning it into a lethal weapon and extracting its full value!

Judging by this, even if Ji Yan obtained a low-grade cursed artifact, he could still use his talent to effectively upgrade it in another form.

As for that one line about rating, Ji Yan didn’t care.

The Nightmare Devourer was a cold-blooded serpent; no matter how many times you fawned over it, it would only assume it was deserved. Ji Yan never expected any favor from it.

Taking the rewarded cursed artifact from his toolbar, he saw a clown mask. Horrifyingly, it was stitched with numerous bloodstained faces, as if staring into the eyes of the dead—utterly chilling.

“How do I make the mask absorb my blood?”

Ji Yan hesitated for a moment.

He poked his finger into the mask’s mouth.

The next instant, a sharp sting shot through.

It felt like being pricked by something sharp. When he withdrew his finger, blood oozed from the tip.

Looking back at the mask, it seemed to come alive; the human skins writhed like grotesque ghost faces, wailing in agony!

At the edges of the mask, pale bone spikes sprouted.

The entire mask seemed imbued with life.

Terrifying and eerie!

“This must be the activation, right?”

Ji Yan wasn’t sure.

As he reached to wear it and test its effect, a startled voice came from behind.

“Didn’t you set off, or did you come back again?”

Ji Yan turned to see Dong Chu’s smirking face, clearly amused.

Dong Chu was about to tease him more but froze when he noticed the human-skin mask in Ji Yan’s hand.

Ji Yan expressionlessly put away the cursed artifact and ignored Dong Chu, turning towards the living room.

Repeated snubs creased Dong Chu’s brow, deepening his displeasure.

In the living room, Liu Yitong had also returned.

“Why are you back?” She saw Ji Yan and assumed he had failed the mission and returned.

“The mission’s done. Why wouldn’t I come back?” Ji Yan sat down and pulled out some coarse rations he had gotten from Charm Cursed.

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