Instantly, as 1000 fun points were consumed, a red treasure chest with various smiling faces appeared in Lynch’s vision.
The chest was rhythmically shaking, tempting Lynch to click on it.
Lynch watched, rubbing his chin, and tried to walk around the chest.
However, as he moved, the chest also moved, completely following him.
Although it wasn’t tied to his vision, it was tied to him as a person.
Seeing this, Lynch raised an eyebrow, then nodded and said, “So that’s how it is, I can only touch it directly, I can’t do anything else…”
At this point, he immediately changed his posture, striking a classic JOJO pose, “But what I, Lynch, like most is to say ‘NO’ to conceited guys!
You want me to touch it with my hand?
I refuse!”
“Eat my foot impact, yo!”
With that, he kicked the chest.
Instantly, the chest shook, then burst open with a bang, producing numerous dazzling fireworks that created light pollution in Lynch’s vision.
At the same time, a new achievement appeared.
This time it was a minor achievement, only 10 fun points.
The image showed Lynch looking up with a tilted face, saying ‘NO’ to the screen, another COS image paying homage to JOJO.
Yes, Lynch was deliberately creating a spectacle, and it was also an experiment.
He wanted to see if creating a spectacle with non-human objects could also trigger fun achievements.
Facts proved that Lynch succeeded.
Although it was with a system treasure chest, he still managed to create an achievement.
Even if it was only 10 points, it was a way to farm achievements.
The amusement system’s freedom was truly beyond imagination, and everything could be fun.
Of course, whether to utilize all these things was another matter.
Lynch’s current endeavor was just an experiment.
He didn’t plan to continue being so abstract afterward.
Fun is fun, but to pursue abstraction purely for fun points would be putting the cart before the horse.
For now, he should first see what abstract skill he had drawn.
He immediately assumed the skill would be abstract.
Because Lynch had no expectation of getting any serious skills.
Rather, it would be problematic if the amusement system’s skill system produced any serious skills.
As the fireworks completely dissipated, what Lynch saw was a music icon, like a music player APP.
And the system also directly displayed the skill name.
“Life Must Come With Its Own BGM”
“Effect: After use, you can anchor a target.
Centered on the target, a segment of background music will begin to play.
Different background music can produce different effects, and different people hearing the same music will also produce different effects.
Everything is undetermined, and the potential benefits depend entirely on the user’s operation.”
“Additional Note: How can you cause trouble without BGM?
A Masked Fool without accompanying BGM is a relatively failed Masked Fool!”
“What should I say…
it truly is the power of abstraction.
Is this the legendary fighting with your own sound system?
Or is it that no one can defeat me when I’m in my BGM?”
Lynch complained.
Although he knew the amusement system’s skill lottery would be very abstract, he was still amused by this nonsensical ability.
Then, he began to study it carefully and quickly discovered that this thing was extremely versatile.
The so-called ‘locking target’ wasn’t limited to people or living beings; even inanimate objects worked.
There was no cooldown limit for its use; it could be used and turned off at any time, emphasizing unreasonableness and prioritizing fun.
As expected of a humorous abstract skill produced by the amusement system, its usage also leaned towards humorous anime.
As Lynch’s first skill, while not incredibly overpowered, its immense versatility already made him think of various ways to use it.
Yes, the potential for spectacle was maximized.
Next, it was time for practical application.
After checking his remaining fun points and finding he had 650 left, Lynch briefly considered and then spent another 500 fun points on a Super Lotto draw.
Instantly, the slot machine reappeared, radiating brilliant light, and then produced the item from this draw.
“Fun Mask”
“Effect: When worn, it can hide your identity.
Others who see you will feel your image is blurry, unable to discern height, build, or weight, but it cannot completely hide your aura.”
“Special Note: This is an essential tool for the Masked Fool when going out to scam, cheat, and seek amusement.
But don’t expect something casually drawn like this to be omnipotent.
If you accidentally encounter people who can sense ki, like those in the Dragon Ball world, you’ll be exposed immediately.”
As Lynch finished reading the description of the new item, a smiling mask appeared in his hand.
It had a rather eerie smile, with a feeling of excessive indulgence, as if mocking the entire world.
Lynch rubbed his chin and studied it for a while, then suddenly discovered that the mask also had a function to edit its appearance, and it wasn’t fixed.
However, it required spending fun points.
Each edit cost 50 fun points.
After some thought, Lynch decided not to edit it for now.
After all, he only had 150 fun points left and needed to save some for emergencies.
He would consider modifying it later when he had more fun points.
Yes, at that time, he could make an Akatsuki Organization Tobi spiral mask, a Batman mask, or other strange masks.
If he wanted to be perverted, even a panty-head mask like Toyokawa Shouko’s wouldn’t matter.
Anyway, once worn, the information his brain received when others looked at him would be blurred out passively, making it impossible to see clearly.
At most, it was a consumption of 50 fun points, emphasizing the freedom and abstraction belonging to a Fun Seeker.
After putting away the mask, Lynch washed up and went to bed.
He had been busy all night and was quite tired today.
The next morning, Lynch washed up and prepared to go negotiate with Aozaki Touko for selling the loot.
However, at that moment, he encountered local police conducting a data investigation on hotel guests.
In this world of island nations, with its capitalism and feudal remnants, such an event was actually quite rare.
Due to various intertwined interests, large hotels with some background could usually ignore local police most of the time, especially when it involved guest data.
The hotel Lynch was staying at was a major local hotel, and it should have protected guest data very well.
However, this time, the hotel was very cooperative with the local police investigation.
Upon discovering this, Lynch raised an eyebrow.
After cooperatively answering basic inquiries from the police who came to question him, he left with their blessing of a happy trip.
Clearly, Lynch’s identity as an ordinary tourist from Tokyo University did not attract attention.
And he knew very well why such investigations were happening—obviously, his act of robbing the Yakuza with Iron Man and reporting their black material had deeply offended the local ‘big shots,’ causing those with various agendas to unite in a large-scale investigation, aiming to find the person who robbed the Yakuza group and reported them.
Such concerted efforts by ‘big shots’ were extremely rare, so much so that the subordinates were working very hard, even investigating and questioning tourists like Lynch.
Unfortunately, it was still the same old saying: the one doing vigilante work was Iron Man Tohsaka Tokiomi; what did it have to do with him, a young tourist from Tokyo University?
Moreover, Lynch had completely hidden the identity of Iron Man Tohsaka Tokiomi during the robbery.
For them to find someone, they first needed to know who robbed the Yakuza group.
Right now, it was merely the ‘big shots’ uniting to display their attitude and power due to anger, issues of face, and other factors.
Immediately, Lynch headed to Aozaki Touko’s workshop, Garan no Dou, which was also her residence and magic workshop.
It was at this time, in the wealthy old town district of Miyako City, within the Ryougi Family’s Japanese-style mansion, that Ryougi Shiki, the eldest daughter of the Ryougi Family, who had just celebrated her 13th birthday and was already a first-year junior high student, like a delicate doll, heard from her family members about the local largest Yakuza group under family control being robbed by a mysterious person, and then all their black material being reported to the local police.
Ryougi Shiki merely listened, not caring or being curious, and simply continued to be the Ryougi Family’s eldest daughter, diligently going to school to study.
However, what Ryougi Shiki didn’t know was that a personality hidden deep within her seemed to have stirred slightly.