All Gods: I am a master of all professions, who dares to oppose me?

"I really don't have the protagonist's halo!" This strange thought popped into Fang Chang's mind the last moment before he was dragged into the theater.

Why is it that this little bastard, Jay, could set fire to the theater and leave safely, but I have to go through all this trouble!

Flames shot up all around, and some of the dolls had already been mostly consumed by the flames. Given the oily patina on their bodies, it was reasonable that the flames favored them.

"You want to drag me down with you? You think you're worthy?" Fang Chang shuddered, flung away the puppets clinging to his legs, and looked at the pairs of venomous eyes in the flames, speaking disdainfully.

That being said, Fang Chang was actually already struggling to keep up.

Even with all his magic powers activated, he couldn't sustain himself for long, and the key issue was that these puppets weren't as weak as he had imagined.

The dog-themed drama misled me!

Fang Chang never imagined that one day he would be just like Ultraman on TV, only able to be handsome for a few minutes.

Fortunately, even without magic power, his body could still sustain the battle for a long time. As expected, magicians are all heretics; when it comes to endurance, one must achieve physical sainthood!

The fire crackled and popped, and the wooden theater became excellent fuel. As the theater gradually collapsed, various toxic fumes and ash began to spread.

"If we don't leave now, it will be too late," Fang Chang thought to himself.

He suddenly exerted force with his feet and shot towards the door!

As soon as he set off, the puppets immediately surrounded him again. At this time, the puppets all had a debuff called "Burning" stacked on them, which could deal a lot of fire damage to the enemy, but if they burned for too long, they would burn themselves away as well.

Faced with the overwhelming army of puppets, Fang Chang used the last bit of magic power he had left to cover his entire body and assumed a Bajiquan stance.

"If you won't let me leave, then let's see who dies first!" Fang Chang roared, a suspicious crimson glint flashing in his eyes.

Minutes later, the theater gradually collapsed in the fire. Just as Jamie was preparing to row over to the rescue, a figure rushed out of the fire. Due to the high speed, a long line of fire was drawn behind him.

"Dr. Fang!"

At this moment, Fang Chang was no better off than an ordinary person who had encountered a fire. His clothes were covered in burn marks, and his hair was still relatively intact, but it was emitting wisps of white smoke, indicating that things were not simple.

"If I hadn't protected my hair at the crucial moment, I might be bald by now! Damn puppet!" Fang Chang didn't stop and boarded the small boat, rowing with both hands and feet towards the other side.

Although he looked disheveled, Fang Chang wasn't discouraged. When he smashed the last doll's head, the panel displayed "[Source Points +100]". Adding the Source Points he had accumulated before, he had a total of 320 Source Points, which allowed him to level up directly to level 13!

After the upgrade, the free attribute was directly allocated one point each to [Constitution] and [Strength], which is why he was able to get out safely.

In critical moments, you still have to resort to fists; how can you get by without some force?

The properties of the rectangle are now as follows:

[Square and Long]

Level 13 (20/400)

Force: 22 (19+2+1)

Body: 21 (18+2+1)

Intelligence: 21 (19+2)

Skills: [Unity Martial Arts - Advanced], [Firearms Proficiency - Intermediate], [Staying Up All Night - Intermediate], [Touch of Mana - Cannot be Upgraded]

Warehouse: Medical Device Beginner's Gift Pack, Clothing, Lighting Fixtures.

[Plugin Source]: Idle...

Origin point: 0

After the upgrade, Fang Chang felt that his condition had recovered.

While it can't achieve the same full stats as some games after leveling up, it has restored most of the stats.

As for why this happened, Fang Chang said he might need to find someone to test the mechanism of his ability.

"pity……"

Looking at Jamie, the clueless young man on the shore, Fang Chang sighed with some regret. The night in the rainforest was truly something to miss!

"Dr. Fang, are you alright?!" Jamie asked with concern, oblivious to Fang Chang's obvious disgust.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, I just need to change my clothes," Fang Chang said, patting off the charred bits of clothing. "But before that, there's something important to do."

"I need your help."

"What kind of help?" Jamie asked nervously. Was it finally his turn to step up his game?

Inside the old house with its spire, the blonde woman suddenly opened her eyes and began to gasp for breath, like a drowning person who had just come ashore.

Even a doll needs to breathe?

Clearly, Fang Chang's domineering nature reminded Mary Shaw of the feelings of weakness and helplessness she had experienced as a person.

Mary Shaw felt that things were getting out of her control after exhausting almost all of her puppet army and still failing to completely bury Fang Chang in the theater!

For decades, he had worked diligently, contributing to the decline of the town's funeral industry, one step at a time. Just as his revenge was about to be completed, this unreasonable monster, Fang Chang, suddenly appeared...

“Damn monster!” Mary Shaw cursed under her breath.

"The good news is... he thought I was 'dead'." The woman calmed her breathing, stared at her reflection in the mirror, and reached out to touch her beautiful cheek.

Since the creation of this perfect doll, she moved from the lakeside theater where she had lived for decades to Jamie's old house and became his "stepmother".

Now, Mary Shaw is incredibly grateful for the decision she made back then.

"The bad news is that my revenge may take some time to complete..."

After saying this, the woman seemed to regain her confidence, and a calm smile returned to her face.

"Your son can live a little longer, are you happy, Edward?"

The fire in the fireplace was dimming. The woman got up and helped Edward tidy himself up, preparing to deal with Fang Chang and Jamie's upcoming visit.

After all, he had used Jamie's father's voice to guide them to the Lake Theatre. Although the relationship between the father and son had long since broken down even more completely than the Lake Theatre, he still had to be careful.

What if Jamie suddenly wants to come back and visit his elderly father?

It's always good to be prepared. As long as the monster leaves the town, the damned will eventually die. All I need is a little more patience.

No one can outlast a dead man in terms of patience.

A few minutes later, a rapid doorbell rang downstairs from the old house.

The blonde woman wore a confident smile, as if she had expected this, and gracefully walked downstairs to open the door.

Logically, Fang Chang should take a break at this point to recover before making further plans.

But Fangzai is a man of both courage and wisdom:

Be brave, don't panic, just be reckless, strike straight at the heart of the enemy and crush all their conspiracies and schemes!

The strategy is to go straight to their doorstep, giving them no time to plan and leveling the gap in intelligence between us and the enemy!

Given these two factors, it's not surprising that Fang Chang and his companion appeared at this final stop.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" Jamie looked at the beautiful woman who opened the door with some confusion.

Did I go to the wrong place?

"You must be Jamie, right?" The woman's face showed a hint of surprise and recollection. "I think I might be your stepmother."

"My name is Ella."

As she said this, a perfectly appropriate blush appeared on her face.

Looking at the woman who wasn't much older than him, Jamie didn't know what to say for a moment, and could only stammer that he had come to visit his father.

The woman nodded and said, "You really should see him; his condition... isn't good."

"Not good?" Jamie frowned. If Fang Chang hadn't asked him to go home to look for clues, he wouldn't have cared about his father's life or death at all.

"I haven't introduced your friend yet." The woman smiled kindly and nodded gracefully to Fang Chang, showing no sign that she was an evil spirit who had just had more than 100 of her underlings killed by Fang Chang.