Ren Suo spent the whole day outside, paying no attention to "High Energy Ahead." Only now did he realize that the adventurer had actually... chickened out.

"I encountered that cow covered in bluish-purple scales, leisurely wandering around the field without carrying any ploughing tools.

"Upon noticing my approach, it turned its head to look at me, its deep black eyes without any whites reflecting my figure.

"I took out the flower given to me by the little girl; after all, it was a token of her kindness. Although I wasn't afraid of the cow, I couldn't just disregard the girl's goodwill.

"The cow regarded the flower intently and suddenly exhaled a puff of grey breath.

"The flower instantly withered into ash, and the cow turned its head away, ignoring me.

"Even now, I still don't know the name of that flower.

"Suddenly, I felt hungry. It was time to end this exploration and go to the next house to scrounge for a meal."

"Just admit you chickened out and now you're hungry," Ren Suo curled his lips.

Ren Suo had thought that with the flower given by the little girl, the adventurer would be able to strut around the village. But unexpectedly, the flower only neutralized one Attack from the Grim Reaper Cow, letting the adventurer survive with the energy points he had farmed while being AFK.

Ren Suo had thought the little girl's influence was significant indeed!

However, pleased with the slight gain, Ren Suo let the adventurer continue his meal-scrounging.

The host for the evening was also a loner, but unlike the Village Chief, the old man, and the little girl, his home wasn't large—it looked like a regular duplex villa, barely much bigger than a detached house in Flourishing Sakura. In a place where everyone seemed rich and every house appeared as if it owned a mine, such a 'simple' home was indeed a rarity.

The dinner host was a very odd person. He was tall and thin, dressed distinctively in Victorian fashion with a hat and mask, wearing a trench coat and boots even at home, and black leather gloves on both hands, looking very much...

Chuunibyou.

Would a normal person dress like this at home?

"'I am a Hunter today, call me the Hunter,' the gentleman who invited me to dinner instructed."

"Out of respect for the dinner invitation, I agreed. Following him into the back room, I found it to be quite ordinary and normal, nothing luxurious or special, just a typical middle-class home."

"But as soon as I stepped into the living room, I noticed something different—"

The mobile phone screen showed the living room from the adventurer's perspective, scanning through it: many transparent five-tier glass cases, each housing a range of differently posed, styled, and emotional... clay figurines? Beautiful girl models? All four walls were adorned with paintings, covering everything from the 'Ahead Lies Hell!' battle style to the 'Bro, bro, don't look!' fanservice style. Moreover, there were two large cabinets specially for all sorts of cool, amazing robots and Kamen Riders; Ren Suo hadn't watched the related animations, but vaguely recognized 'Original Gundam' and 'Strike Freedom' among them.

And in the corners of the room stood two life-sized statues.

One was seated on a luxurious high-backed chair, hands crossed, leg propped up elegantly, with a tricorne obscuring her face, head dipped as if in slumber, dressed in Victorian gentleman's attire, the white scarf around her neck stained with blood, a sheathed long sword resting on her leg.

The other was a kneeling armored warrior, his armor damaged in various places, with dirty cloth peeping through, the ashes of flames breathing through the gaps in the armor plates. One hand was held in front of him, with sand endlessly slipping through his fingers, yet the sand flow was inexhaustible.

Compared to these, the living room's large TV, whether 65 or 75 inches, along with various gaming consoles seemed hardly worth mentioning.

"Mr. Hunter asked me to wait, as someone else would be joining us for dinner."

"Didn't he say he was single just now?"

"After a while, Mr. Hunter brought over two doll ladies, both life-sized; one was a tall doll dressed in a dark red Victorian maid's outfit;

"the other was a beautiful doll wearing a black robe, with a silver guard covering her eyes.

"Then, a while later, Mr. Hunter introduced seven more dolls, all child-sized, clad in luxurious clothes, each with a delicate and beautiful appearance.

"I asked, 'Are there any male dolls?'

"Mr. Hunter looked at me in surprise and said, 'I'm not a pervert.'

"He had the nine dolls sit neatly on the couch and then went to prepare dinner. He said he had many questions to ask."

In fact, when the adventurer entered the living room, Ren Suo had already somewhat anticipated what would happen. After Mr. Hunter left the living room, the door automatically closed.

All the characters inside the display cabinets, on the shelves, and in the hanging paintings—whether they were striking a pose, looking cool and handsome, or being cutesy and silly, regardless of wearing armor, wielding weapons, or being completely naked, whether they were humans or robots—all without exception, simultaneously turned their heads, looking at the adventurer with animated eyes.

Ren Suo looked at his phone screen. When all the figurines suddenly started to move on their own and look at the adventurer, the sense of imminent danger almost made his palms sweat. It felt as if the whole world was against him.

And the nine dolls sitting on the sofa simply stood up. The dignified doll maid, the smiling blindfolded doll, and seven young girl dolls who took flight and drew their weapons.

The display cabinet opened with a CLICK-CLACK, robotic engines roared to life, erupting in blue flames, Kamen Riders began their transformations, and a strange membrane of light spread from the paintings to cover the entire living room.

The two statues that had always been in the corners of the room, an armored warrior and a lavishly dressed girl, also stood up in unison. The armored warrior, with a reverse grip, thrust his sword into himself; Fiery Flames burst from his body like rekindled ashes. The lavishly dressed girl grasped the hilt of her sword; with a CLICK-CLACK, the long sword split into a longsword and a short sword.

All of Mr. Hunter's collected figurines, dolls, and robots simultaneously underwent an Awakening of their spiritual intelligence and attacked the adventurer!

This was the ultimate legion of the otaku! This was the unbeatable trump card of the collector!

Seeing this made Ren Suo lose all interest in the adventurer's backpack lottery. He'd much rather have Mr. Hunter's Ability: Teach me how to turn clay into beautiful girls!

"A bunch of crappy plastic dares to be arrogant?"

Fiery Flames erupted from the adventurer's body, and he charged like a torch towards the enemy forces. "If having numbers is useful, then why should I even bother with Cultivation?"

You haven't done any Cultivation at all!

However, when a deluge of light from the figurines fell upon the adventurer, his entire body froze for a moment, and the next second he was sent flying by the attacks of the dolls and statues.

Ren Suo looked at the information log: "I was attacked by Cold Ice, Sleep, Hunger, Anger, Binding, Dizziness, Tear, Stun, Mental Confusion, Prostate Stimulation, Blindness, Deafness, Knockback... and other effects. The negative effects lasted for 0.2 seconds."

Were there too many negative effects, rendering the adventurer immobile?

Although the adventurer had the power of the "Second Chapter" of "Thought Cultivation" and "Mysterious Sovereign's Secret Records," and sufficient resistance to the miniatures, he could not withstand the sheer number of figurines and the high frequency of their attacks, which rigidly controlled him into immobility. The solution to this problem was simple: scan for props with effects like 'Domineering Body' or 'Invincibility' for the adventurer. But props with such effects are generally epic level, and he didn't have enough energy points!

Ren Suo looked at his own prop library to see if there was anything useful and, after some searching, he indeed found something that could solve the adventurer's predicament. It was an item he had accidentally purchased the wrong version of, a defective product, and he never thought it could be of any use.

"I..."

The adventurer tried to speak but was beaten into spitting froth by the statue figurines. He didn't bother with words, reaching straight into his backpack and pulling out something—

"Reincarnation Eye Contact Lenses: An Extraordinary Tier Item, a poor-quality Cosmetic Contact Lens Power. Upon wearing them, you will gain the effects of 'Low-level Energy Rebound' and 'Low-level Physical Rebound,' but will also suffer from 'Reduced Dynamic Eyesight' and 'Slight Nearsightedness,' requiring 30 energy points."

Although for Ren Suo, this item only served to increase the denominator in his post-game prize draw, lowering his chances of getting something good, for the adventurer it was just right—the negative effects were nullified by the 'Three-Tomoe Eye.'

The adventurer decisively put on the second layer of Cosmetic Contact Lens Power. Another layer of radiance fell upon him. After he gritted his teeth and endured two waves of attacks, all the miniature figurines were struck by their own projectiles, shattering to pieces and dissipating like ash.

"I didn't even make a move, and you all fell down."

Finally standing tall, the adventurer declared, "Now, it's my turn!"

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