Godslayer: I use the costume system to cosplay as a god!

Good news! I won a mount!

Bad news, the mount is, uh, a will-o'-the-wisp...

Good news! I drew six outfit cards.

Bad news: Six outfit cards aren't enough to make a complete outfit!

What happened to the guaranteed minimum?!

Ah, right, this time it's not a ten-pull.

Lin Lin fell silent. For the first time, he wanted to wear women's clothing to explore the Forbidden Ruins, but...

Lin Lin took a deep breath and started flipping over the cards one by one, beginning with the first one.

Six costume cards, each from one of two outfits—【Confession Milk Puff】 and 【Chen Qi Night Tales】.

Looking at the outfit preview in the system panel:

One is an exquisitely sweet tutu, and the other is a glamorous yet sexy dancer's dress.

Lin Lin felt a mix of emotions. He breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a faint sense of regret.

Don't get me wrong, he hasn't developed a liking for women's clothing.

It's because, in the preview, both sets of predicted forbidden ruins are extremely high-risk.

Forget it, let's take a look at the other two that are currently usable.

Lin Lin first clicked on the mount's description.

"

【Meow Meow Delivery】: I am a little flying car that always gets things done, I can go anywhere (Thousand Illusions Flowing Light Edition).

"

Meow Meow Delivery... Mission Accomplished?

Is he trying to steal Lu Wuwei's business?

Lin Lin clicked to release it, and the next moment, a small motorcycle with a ghost fire appeared in the infirmary.

The car body kept changing colors, emitting faint fluorescent glows.

Lin Lin's lips twitched. Good heavens, it really is the Thousand Illusions Flowing Light.

However, he was in the training camp and couldn't enter the Divine Kingdom for the time being, so he couldn't test the specific effects of the mount.

Then, Lin Lin clicked on the description of the card he was holding.

"

[Super Money Power]: How much is your life worth? Just kidding!

"

This introduction has a distinctly capitalist feel to it...

Lin Lin raised an eyebrow and took the money-powered pistol in his hand.

Pull the trigger.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——!!!

With a whoosh, countless banknotes shot out of the pistol.

at this time.

With a bang, the door to the infirmary was opened.

"Lin Lin, we got you some fruit from the supply depot!"

Baili Pangpang, Lin Qiye, Shen Qingzhu, and Cao Yuan walked in, carrying fruit in their hands.

What came into view was Lin Lin's gun spraying banknotes, banknotes scattered all over the bed, and a colorful, ghostly motorcycle that had inexplicably appeared in the room.

For a while.

The silence in the room was awkward.

Lin Lin lowered his gun and said calmly, "Thank you, please put the fruit over here."

The four remained silent for a moment, then slowly asked, "Where should we put it?"

The small clinic was filled with either banknotes or motorcycles.

Is there anywhere else to put fruit?

Lin Lin snapped his fingers.

Both "Meow Meow Delivery" and "Super Money Power" have been removed.

But the banknotes were still in the room.

Lin Lin: "..."

What's going on? Won't the banknote disappear when you hold it?

The remaining four people: "..."

Are they going to pretend they don't see it?

After a long silence, Baili Pangpang scratched his head and hesitated before asking, "Lin Lin... is this money from a legal source? Have you paid any taxes?"

Lin Lin paused for a moment. Good question. He didn't know either.

If there is any tax to pay, it would probably be income tax on unexpected events.

At this moment, Lin Qiye picked up a banknote and examined it carefully.

The conclusion is that it is genuine Chinese Yuan (RMB).

It even has anti-counterfeiting labels.

Yes, and it's red.

So the five people in the room picked up the money one bill at a time.

I counted them; there were a total of one hundred, amounting to ten thousand yuan.

Lin Lin looked at the money and felt a strange headache coming on.

Tsk, I guess I'll just donate it after I leave the training camp.

It feels unlucky.

……

August.

The training camp was drawing to a close, and all the new recruits' training and assessments had been completed.

Summer in Cangnan is very hot. The scorching sun pours down, baking the earth, and a heat wave seems to permeate the air.

Lin Qiye sat alone under the shade of a tree, gazing into the distance, lost in thought.

Suddenly, an ice pop radiating cold air appeared in front of him.

Here, would you like some?

Lin Qiye accepted it and turned to thank the person who came.

The visitor, Lin Lin, raised an eyebrow. "You're too kind."

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Lin Lin said casually, "If you want to eat Old Master Sun's cooking again, it will have to be next time."

Lin Qiye shook his head, already used to Lin Lin's sometimes incomprehensible way of speaking, "I'm going, but I'm a little reluctant to let her go..."

What are you reluctant to part with? This armory?

Lin Lin raised an eyebrow.

On the day he had a fever, Lin Qiye, just like in the original story, went to the weapons depot at night to perform a dimensional summoning.

War mummies make their grand entrance.

Thanks to the arrogant Shen Qingzhu for blowing up the warehouse once again.

The next morning, as the weapons depot was completely emptied, Instructor Hong's exclamation of "Holy crap!" echoed throughout the training camp.

Even Baili Pangpang's "Free Space" was searched through by the instructors.

This theft of weapons has become one of the biggest unsolved mysteries in the history of the training camp.

On their way to the cafeteria, Shen Qingzhu, Cao Yuan, Lin Lin, and Lin Qiye happened to meet each other halfway.

The four of them arrived at the cafeteria together, each holding an ice pop.

When I got to the familiar dining table, Baili Pangpang was already standing there, his mouth stuffed full.

Seeing the four of them approaching together, Baili Pangpang's eyes widened, and he mumbled an accusation.

"@￥……Ugh!!!"

"If you can't hear me, you'd better swallow it first."

Cao Yuan spoke calmly.

Lin Lin, Lin Qiye, and Shen Qingzhu nodded.

"I said, you guys are isolating me!" Baili Pangpang looked like a 170-pound child, pointing at the four people in front of him who were leisurely eating popsicles. "You didn't even include me when you were eating popsicles!"

Lin Lin chuckled lightly: "Weren't you eating?"

"That doesn't stop me from eating popsicles!"

Baili Pangpang spoke with conviction.

He stood with his hands on his hips, denouncing the extent of the damage that the four men's heinous acts would cause to his mental well-being.

The four people opposite: "Pfft!"

Baili Pangpang: <(｀^′)>

You're going to lose him!!!

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Shen Qingzhu waved her hand, "Alright, it's not like I didn't bring you any."

Lin Qiye took out an ice pop and said, "Fatty, this is for you."

Baili Pangpang grinned and happily accepted it, "I knew you guys hadn't forgotten me, hehe."

"I don't know who was making such a racket just now."

Lin Lin raised an eyebrow and said teasingly.

Baili Pangpang blinked, an ice pop in his mouth, "Who was it? Did anyone just speak?"

"I can't even stop your mouth from eating."

Cao Yuan spoke calmly.

Baili Pangpang: o(′^｀)o

You scoundrel Cao, I'm in a good mood, I won't bother with you.

Ding dong——!

Just then, countless cell phones rang. After all the training and assessments were completed, the recruits' phones were returned.

Everyone who was eating received a message.

"Holy crap! The overall score rankings are out!"

"What?! Let me see!"

"..."

In an instant, the cafeteria was abuzz with discussion.

"My total score is 74!" Baili Pangpang immediately checked his phone, then said somewhat dejectedly, "I'm ranked 185th in the camp..."

"No way, I was second in the exercise, how come I'm 185cm now?!"

Lin Qiye glanced at him, somewhat speechless, and said, "Aside from drills and shooting, don't you know what you're capable of doing in the other events?"

Baili Pangpang: ╭(╯^╰)╮

Cao Yuan glanced at his score ranking, "I'm 91, ranked 4th."

Shen Qingzhu opened her phone and glanced at it: "92, 3rd."

Then, the three of them looked at Lin Lin and Lin Qiye, who were leisurely eating.

Seeing that the two seemed completely uninterested in their scores, Baili Pangpang couldn't help but lean over and ask, "Lin Lin, Qi Ye, aren't you two curious about your rankings?"

Lin Lin and Lin Qiye exchanged a glance.

Lin Lin raised an eyebrow and said casually, "Not curious."

"Lin Lin, who do you think is number one, him or Qi Ye?"

"Me." Lin Lin chuckled softly.

"Why?"

Baili Pangpang scratched his head.

Lin Lin spoke softly:

"That shooting at Seven Nights..."

"I must be above him."

"..."