Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

Note 2: May they... be able to see a wider world.

Su Ming felt somewhat amazed. The items he obtained this time were unexpectedly quite interesting. The active skill was easy to understand; it was a physical-level "Immortal Drinker." What interested him more was the latter.

What does it mean to have a probability of making a dream come true?

The probability you're talking about isn't even lower than the probability of a successful abacus attack, is it?

The advantage is that there's no cost; you only need to drink alcohol to activate it, so you don't have to consume a lot of Mora.

Su Ming glanced at the clock; it was already 9:20. Was the young master really so careless that Dongniya came to his house so late at night? Wasn't he afraid of sparks flying?

Fortunately, he has never been an unjust person; his main focus is on positive energy and green health.

I feel like today went by really fast, and I spent most of the time dreaming, which is just ridiculous.

"Dong dong dong."

"?"

Su Ming turned his head in a daze and saw the eerie figure he had seen last night. It was the middle of the night, just like a scene from a horror movie.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for? What do you need?"

"How are you today, Hermit, whom I met yesterday?"

The gaze beneath the Dotole mask was unfathomable, yet it seemed to see right through Su Ming's soul.

Su Ming's lips twitched slightly. Although Brother Duotole was very polite this time and knew to knock on the window, we didn't have to make such a bizarre entrance.

"Today... um, I didn't have a bowel movement, but I urinated five times, and the color was healthy?"

Su Ming replied tentatively, saying that he also had no idea what Dotoley meant by "how is today".

"..."

Dotole paused for a second, then silently closed the window and left, muttering to himself, "Could it be that the low temperature caused brain necrosis, resulting in a decrease in IQ?"

Su Ming: "???"

Are all researchers this outrageous these days? Is it possible that houses have doors?

Sigh, Miss Columbia is still the best. Even Sandone can be quite cute sometimes. What's wrong with Dotole? He can't possibly be coming through the window every night, can he?

If Columbia were to launch a night raid, Su Ming would wholeheartedly agree. As the saying goes, one cannot generalize between different executives. How could Dotole compare to the sweet, lovely, beautiful, and charming Miss Columbia?

Speaking of which, I haven't yet admired Miss Columbia's pure white panties today. This is an indispensable sacred moment every day, which can effectively relieve the fatigue accumulated throughout the day.

Without hesitation, Su Ming took out the mysterious white fabric from his backpack, which radiated a sacred and inviolable glow under the light.

It's so beautiful, family members! Nobody can understand it! It's simply a perfect work of art!

Why do I suddenly feel a little cold?

Sometime later, the fire in the fireplace went out, and a thin layer of white frost condensed outside the window.

Su Ming looked out the window and suddenly saw a graceful figure through the frost. After wiping away the icy fog from the window, he could see clearly the figure standing outside.

No! It is! Go! Lun! Bi! Ya!

Su Ming lowered his head, looked at the pure white fabric clutched in his left hand, and after a few seconds of silence, asked seriously, "Is it still possible to buy curtains tomorrow?"

Columbia didn't speak, but simply gave Su Ming a kind smile.

"Bang!"

A three-meter-wide icicle pierced through the window in an instant, and the glass shards froze into ice blocks in mid-air due to the extreme low temperature, tearing the entire window frame apart instantly.

"Damn it!" (referring to the common sun)

Su Ming instinctively rolled off the bed, barely managing to dodge the deadly ice spikes, his entire body instantly soaked in sweat.

Chapter 024 Thus, the hero gave his answer.

If God gave Su Ming another chance, he would choose to install the curtains in advance, or at the very least go to bed earlier.

Who knew that these executives liked to launch night raids in the dead of night? The most serious problem was that they did something indescribable in front of the panty owner. It wasn't that they lacked respect, but rather that they were courting death.

Colombia's direct action was already considered lenient; if it were Sandone, the moment she saw the panties in Su Ming's hand, she would have summoned the mechanical iron fist and pulverized the man and the house to dust.

The main point is to leave no way out. In this respect, Miss Columbia is still quite gentle, at least she gave Su Ming time to react.

"It will be quick, and there will be no pain."

Columbia wore a gentle smile on her pretty face, her right hand holding the longsword she had taken from Su Ming's house that afternoon. Extremely cold ice covered the blade, and the chill seemed to freeze the air itself.

The window slowly collapsed when Columbia touched it with her index finger, turning into shattered ice blocks that almost knocked down half of the wall.

The chill of the night seeped into Su Ming's mind. Humans often unleash astonishing potential in emergencies, just like now.

In a mere second, Su Ming's mind flashed through all the possible ways to resolve the current situation. It would be pointless to directly confront Columbia with the Salted Fish Sword; it would be better to commit a tragic suicide and throw himself into Columbia's warm embrace, leaving behind a heartfelt message that she would remember for thousands of years before he died.

The premise is that one must be willing to truly die. Obviously, Su Ming does not want to die, so we need to find another way.

As Su Ming took a step back, he pulled out an antique-style wooden abacus from his backpack, a deep meaning flashing in his eyes. "Miss Columbia... I don't want to use this power on you."

As a powerful gust of air rose, the snow outside was instantly thrown up, and an unprecedented sense of oppression arose in Columbia's heart.

She cautiously stopped in her tracks. There were no truly weaklings among those who could become executives. Although Su Ming had not shown any extraordinary combat power during their time together, what if it was just acting?

"Blessing."

Columbia murmured softly, a faint blue halo lighting up her wrist, the elfin-like points of light swaying gently.

Su Ming revealed a tragic expression, then took out an exquisitely crafted square box and placed it on the table. After pressing the first button, melodious music slowly began to play in the wind and snow.

【When good old friends are going away~】

It was a language Colombia had never heard before, but music has never needed language to convey emotions; just hearing it is as if a story is unfolding before your eyes.

"Fate once asked the world a question, and the hero gave the answer."

Su Ming looked up at Columbia at a 35-degree angle, his eyes revealing a story in them. "Give me another chance, and I will definitely buy curtains."

Columbia: "?"

At this moment, small bubbles popped up in front of Su Ming's eyes [Emotion Value 1], and he also received a status buff.

A New Beginning

Duration: 10 seconds, cooldown: 7 days, randomly selects one of three states (can consume emotion points to upgrade the status bar limit).

Inherited from the past: Gain a buff that was previously obtained.

Transcending the present: What blessings will be bestowed upon us?

Until the Future: Gaining the power of the future in a short period of time

Su Ming was somewhat shocked. As expected of a five-star weapon, the name of this buff alone was impressive, and the effect was even more incredible.

He looked at the current state he had drawn, which was called "Transcending the Present". Of the three, this one was the most enigmatic. Who knows what its specific effect is?

The effect only lasted for ten seconds, and Su Ming didn't care about investigating the specific effects. He didn't care what kind of blessing it was; if it was useful, it was a good blessing!

"Who once dreamed of this!"

Su Ming immediately threw out his abacus. To defeat Colombia, he had to take a huge gamble. Only this thing's 99999 damage could possibly save his life.

"...?" Columbia's tightly closed eyes seemed to sense something, and a ripple stirred in her calm heart.

A brilliant golden light shone forth, and the beads inside the abacus transformed into countless streaks of shooting stars, forming the pattern of Mora behind Su Ming.

Wait... Mora's design?

Su Ming was silent for a few seconds. What I was saying was that Pantalone was really arrogant. He didn't even forget Morax, whom he hated the most, in his weapon skills. It was quite remarkable.

It's hard to say whether this is hatred or a twisted chef.

A terrifying power condensed in the air, and such a vast force was naturally sensed by many people. After all, this was Winterfell, and it would be easy for them to intervene and stop the fight between the two, but so far no one has shown up.

“Interesting, interesting. How long has it been since Columbia made a move?” Sandone sat in the robot’s palm, his two little legs swinging back and forth happily in mid-air. “I told you there was something wrong with these two… Su Ming shouldn’t be dead, right?”

"Do you care about him that much?"

The robot spoke in a cold voice. Sandoni was silent for a few seconds before smiling again. "Of course."

"After all, he is..."

In a courtyard not far away, Donya looked with some concern at the battle taking place. The fluctuations from the battle were so obvious that even she could feel a slight tremor.

"Don't worry, Columbia is a sensible person," the young master said with a smile, showing no concern for Su Ming whatsoever.

It's not hard to guess that Columbia, as Su Ming's guide, would naturally not attack Su Ming.

Columbia's intervention could only mean it was on the Queen's orders. Although the young master didn't understand the implications, he wouldn't question the Queen's judgment.

"Um..."

Donya agreed with this point, but she rarely saw Columbia in battle. Her brother said that those truly targeted by the "girl" never had a chance to fight her.

The fact that the fight was so intense can only mean that Columbia was continuing part of her guiding duties.

Clearly, Su Ming was unaware of this part.

He felt an unprecedented pressure of life and death. Columbia usually stood quietly in the wind and snow, but once she moved, she was like a deadly hunter.

"fall!"

The Mora, composed of abacus beads, shimmered with dazzling golden light and transformed into miniature celestial stars, hurtling towards Columbia.

Su Ming was speechless. No matter how you looked at it, this was a miniature version of the Celestial Movement. Pantalone was such a tsundere!

Chapter 025 This isn't perverted at all!

With a 0.1% chance, Su Ming clearly won the gamble.

This incredible luck, comparable to getting three lucky draws in ten consecutive draws, actually happened to Su Ming, the unlucky one. However, it's highly unlikely that it was just his "luck".

Su Ming believes this is related to the state of "transcending the present." Although it is not yet clear what the question mark is, it seems to be related to luck.

Can it directly increase luck value?

Su Ming was just guessing randomly. If he wanted to really figure out what the question mark was, he might be able to find out by upgrading his emotional value to the upper limit of his status.

Recently, there have been more and more question marks in the item descriptions, which annoys Su Ming. Sooner or later, he will drive out every single riddle maker in the world!