System, use the gacha.
A huge illusory roulette wheel appeared in his mind.
At Kenma’s command, the wheel began to spin frantically.
Watching the pointer about to land on the largest third-prize section yet again, his face darkened.
His luck couldn’t possibly be this bad.
Winning the third prize twice in a row?
Wait?
With his sharp eyes, he suddenly noticed that the wheel was still turning at an extremely slow speed, bit by bit moving away from the third-prize area.
The next second, the system’s voice rang in his ears.
[Ding!
Congratulations to the host for winning the first prize, obtaining 1 random passive skill!] [Ding!
Congratulations to the host for obtaining Rapid Self-Healing!] [Rapid Self-Healing: Your vitality will be massively increased, your injury recovery capability will be increased by 2,000%, and you can achieve hyper-speed self-healing by consuming stamina.
Even dismemberment-level injuries can be instantly healed after consuming stamina.] So overpowered?!
Looking at the description of this new passive, Kenma was stunned for a moment.
Exiting his mind, a surge of hot current, completely different from every previous enhancement, rushed over and permeated his entire body.
A strong itch came from every inch of muscle, as if some kind of deep transformation was taking place.
Before long, the heat receded.
Kenma raised his finger and tentatively sliced open the surface skin.
Along with his skin being cut open, he had barely seen a trace of bright red before the cut on the surface of his skin rapidly healed.
Is this the self-healing speed after enhancement?
Ordinary wounds would heal completely before even having time to bleed.
20 times the self-healing speed is truly formidable.
So now, it was time to try the self-healing speed that consumes stamina.
Kenma raised his hand and aimed at his other arm.
After a few seconds, he awkwardly put his hand down.
Oh crap, it seems like he couldn’t cut it down at all.
His defense was almost identical to his strength, so he couldn’t even manage to sever his own hand.
After searching on the street for a few minutes, Kenma came before a weapon shop.
“Customer, are you looking to buy a weapon?
We have all sorts of fine weapons here—sabers, spears, staves, and clubs, you name it.
Take your pick.” Seeing Kenma walk into the shop, the muscular boss immediately greeted him with a flattering smile on his face.
Kenma couldn’t be bothered to waste words and waved his hand.
“Bring me the sharpest weapon in your shop, I don’t care how much it costs.” “Alright.
Please wait a moment.” Hearing this, the boss’s face showed a look of ecstasy, and he turned around and rushed into the warehouse without hesitation.
This is a big client!
The God of Wealth has arrived!
Not long after, the boss walked out carrying a greatsword and placed it in front of the counter.
“This is the sharpest sword in my shop, take a look.” Kenma stepped forward and lifted the greatsword with one hand.
He walked outside the shop and observed it against the direction of the sun.
It seems the boss didn’t exaggerate.
I just wonder how it performs in actual combat.
Kenma grabbed the greatsword and swung it around a few times, feeling that the grip was good and very handy to use.
“Not bad.
Boss, how much is this sword?” Seeing that Kenma seemed quite satisfied, the boss leaned over and rubbed his hands together.
“It’s not expensive at all.
Seeing how much you like it, you must be an ambitious person pursuing strength.
I’ll give you a 20% discount—16 Gold Coins.” “Fine.” Kenma patted his pockets, and the moment he felt the emptiness inside, he froze for a second.
That’s right, he hadn’t acquired money in this loop yet, and his pockets were cleaner than his face.
A few seconds later, the boss, who had fallen into a deep sleep, was placed back in front of the counter by Kenma.
He’d just borrow it for now.
If it worked well, he’d buy it in the next loop.
Coming to an alley, Kenma grabbed the greatsword with his right hand, straightened his left arm, and then slashed down toward the elbow joint of his left arm.
Crack!
The first sound to come was the tearing of flesh, followed by the crisp sound of bones breaking.
A piercing pain exploded in his mind.
Even with a 90% pain reduction, the act of cutting off his own arm still made him bare his teeth and grimace in pain.
Lifting his eyes to look, his forearm was connected by a large chunk of flesh, dangling from the rest of his arm, with a few bone fragments stuck to the surface, looking half-broken and half-attached.
Kenma struck it a few more times until the remaining flesh was severed, and his entire left forearm dropped to the ground.
At the same time, at the other end of the gloomy alley, three heads poked out.
“Holy crap, we ran into a madman this time.
How about we don’t rob him?
Look, he cut off his own hand.” “Damn it, just looking at it hurts.
How could this guy be so ruthless as to chop his own hand in half?
Let’s go.
It’s not worth provoking such a freak for a little money.” The trio of thugs, who refreshed punctually in the gloomy alley like NPCs, turned and left after seeing Kenma personally chop off his own hand.
Looking at the stump of his arm spewing blood continuously, Kenma’s mind stirred, and his stamina began to drain steadily.
The next second, the wound that was still spurting blood stopped bleeding, followed by a scalp-numbing sound of friction.
The pale bone began to rapidly elongate at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly growing into the shape of a forearm’s bones.
Then came the flesh covering the surface of the bones.
New granulation tissue extended and intertwined forward at an extremely fast speed, forming the appearance of muscle and skin.
In less than two seconds, Kenma’s severed forearm grew back anew.
It only consumed less than one percent of his stamina.
Clenching his left hand into a fist and confirming that there was almost no difference from his previous arm, he fell silent for a split second.
The moment he raised his head again, he was gripping the sharp greatsword tightly in his hand, and the excitement flashing in his eyes erupted without any concealment.
The exact same self-healing ability, plus this formidable physique, combined with a sharp weapon.
Elsa.
This time I’ll definitely hack you to pieces.
Wearing a ferocious smile, Kenma took a step forward, leaving deeply sunken footprint indents on the ground beneath his feet.
His entire body shot straight up like a rocket, disappearing onto the rooftops of the surrounding houses.
A few minutes later, the trio of thugs returned.
The blue-haired youth stared at the shattered footprints stamped into the ground, breaking out in sweat involuntarily.
“Is he even human?”