NOVEL NEXT Chapter 195 To be continued_3
```
[You feel your body has been enhanced! Life Points Upper Limit +690, Physical Strength Points Upper Limit +210, Sanity Value Upper Limit +10, Strength +7, Endurance +7, Agility +14, Intelligence +14, Insight +6]
[You have gained 21 Skill Points and 21 Attribute Points!]
Experience Points were completely used up, and Chen Lun felt that he had grown significantly stronger.
Crackling sounds echoed throughout his body.
'Not enough... still far from enough! Add more!'
Chen Lun grinned.
He used up all the 21 Attribute Points he got from leveling up, distributing them evenly, and continued to develop in the direction of a "Hexagonal Warrior".
After another wave of improvements, Chen Lun exhaled a long breath and brought up his stats panel—
Name: Chen Lun
Race: Human (Eastern Continent)
Template: NPC
Level: 71
Experience: 6600/15500
Life: 2000/2000
Physical Strength: 730/730
Sanity: 40/40
Main Occupation: [Sequence Nine - Beast Tamer LV10 (MAX)][Sequence Eight - Diviner LV20 (MAX)][Sequence Seven - Magician LV21](Destiny Faction)
Sub Occupation: [Recorder LV10 (MAX)][Brewmaster LV10 (MAX)]
Attributes: Strength 66 (+4), Agility 66 (+2), Endurance 58 (+4), Intelligence 58 (+2), Faith 7 (+2)
Special Attributes: Charm 23 (+11), Willpower 22 (+7), Insight 39 (+2), Luck 5 (+2)
Regional Fame: 17
Remaining Points: 24 Skill Points, 0 Attribute Points, 0 Special Attribute Points, 0 Blessing Points
Remaining Assets: 757 Gold Pounds, [Low Sequence Mysterious Substance]*10, [Low Sequence Pure Substance]*4
Skills: Beast Speech LVMAX, Animal Mimicry LVMAX, Friend of Animals LVMAX (Passive), Transcription LVMAX, Survival of the Fittest LVMAX (Passive), Divination LVMAX, Peeping Eye of Fate LVMAX, Spiritual Intuition LVMAX (Passive), Bloody Fine Brew LVMAX, Knight Swordsmanship LVMAX (Passive), Bales Moonlight Rapid Sword LVMAX, Bales Moonlight Greatsword LVMAX, Magic Tricks LVMAX
Blessings: Nature's Favor LV2, Shining Nova LV1, Collector of Knowledge LV1,
Combat Power: 356
[Evaluation: You have completed a transcendental transformation and ascended to the ranks of Mid Sequence Transcendents. You have reached a new tier within the Mystic Realm... but your transcendental journey is just beginning! No matter what challenges lie ahead, always face them with a smile. Allez!]
Chen Lun looked at his panel and was quite satisfied.
After ascending to a Mid Sequence Transcendent, he had undergone a transcendental transformation, not only improving in all aspects but also acquiring Mysterious Resistance that low-sequence transcendents do not possess.
This is a type of "resistance" to higher mysteries, preventing him from being contaminated by the mysterious and killed off like "small fry."
Additionally, after the promotion to [Magician], the skills of the two former sequences, [Beast Tamer] and [Diviner], had also been strengthened to a certain extent.
Chen Lun found that the ten memory slots of [Animal Mimicry] had five more slots capable of holding the traits of supernatural creatures, plus the two slots provided by the original [Nature's Favor LV2 (Blessing)], making it seven!
'Find an opportunity to seek suitable supernatural creatures and replace the ordinary animal traits with theirs...'
Chen Lun thought to himself.
Ding-ding-ding... Ding-ding...
It was at this moment that he felt a ringing coming from the Blood Poem Ring, and upon taking out the object, it was the very Token [Bottle's Bell] given to him by Mr. Bottle.
It was vibrating slightly as if conveying some kind of message.
'Mr. Bottle is summoning me...?'
Chen Lun raised an eyebrow.
He thought for a moment that now, having officially ascended to a Mid Sequence Transcendent, it would be a good time to enquire Mr. Bottle about the anchors in Amber City, and thus use the "Spirit World Shuttle" to return to Jack's Manor.
```
Chen Lun focused his attention and consequently saw through the spirit world rifts surrounding him, taking a step towards them.
Boom!
The azure rift of the spirit world "opened its mouth" and swallowed Chen Lun, who disappeared from this world.
*
*
*
Gem State's capital, Fossil City.
At the very top of the tallest building in the center of the city stood a massive round metal sign, unseen by mortals. Triangular at the base, its surface featured a crossed flintlock gun and hand, bearing three giant letters "CMP" - the acronym for the Shelter's full name.
The spacious office featured floor-to-ceiling windows that provided a clear view of the Purple Moon hanging outside.
A series of huge incandescent lights fashioned into a triangular pattern were set into the ceiling, casting the office in a light as bright as day.
A middle-aged man sat alone behind a desk, holding a black fountain pen and writing something on a piece of paper.
Find more to read at My Virtual Library Empire
The man was handsome with chiseled features and profound eyes.
He had dazzling blond hair and was chewing on a cigarette, a white shirt on his chest accentuated with a name tag trimmed in black and gold - Rudolf Teka, the highest Judge of the Fossil City Shelter.
"Time always makes one forgetful, ha... Unnoticed, seven years have passed since I sat in this position. How much longer must I wait for you? Philip... And that good lad, eh, Jack Spett?"
The man emanated smoke from his cigarette, creating a misty veil that obscured his expression.
"I must say, the name is terribly chosen, totally lacking the flair of a protagonist..."
He chuckled softly.
The black fountain pen glided swiftly, its silver-tipped nib touching to the paper, leaving behind lines of deep blue ink and a soft rustling sound.
The content he left behind read:
"— Jack's promotion went smoothly. After helping his companions lift a curse, he accidentally fell into another city. Due to the side effects of a Mysterious Object, he inadvertently made his debut on stage in a botched affair, a ceremony which helped him become a fledgling Magician...
But what he didn't know was that Jerome, the 'Bone Carving Monk' from the Red Apple Church, was planning an action more cruel than the plague, one that would inflict a serious psychological trauma upon those he valued...
Having faced his brother's death, and now confronting the loss of his last living kin, would his once redeemed soul be once again eroded by darkness...? Would the power of tragedy transform into the flames of vengeance...?
...
Under the sunlight, even roses grow thorns. A red undercurrent spreads throughout this god-given place, which is but a microcosm of a century's tragedy...
The Magician's sleight of hand may deceive the world, but cannot deceive Destiny. He will become the protagonist of the entire tragedy, personally ushering in the arrival of a new world."
The black pen came to a halt.
The man pondered for a moment, apparently not entirely pleased with the script.
So, he lifted the pen once more and struck out the last sentence, writing anew:
"— The Magician continues on the path of his predecessors, leading his Circus as they travel the world, experiencing one story after another, witnessing one tragedy after another, presenting his tricks of joy to the world, and accumulating enough experience for the ultimate performance..."
This time, the man nodded in approval.
He momentarily stopped writing, adding a "to be continued" at the end before capping the pen.
A black snake wound around the cap of the pen, with twin ruby eyes that shone brilliantly.
It seemed to come to life, wriggling around before it slithered onto the script and flicked its tongue at the footer, leaving a signature behind—
"Written by the Tragic Author, Howard" in a few words.
"Grow quickly, for no one is more eager for your growth than I am... To let you reach the final stage as soon as possible, I too will arrange for you a rugged yet splendid shortcut."
The man snuffed out his cigarette and gently closed the script.
The unfinished script bearing the title "King of Clowns" was already inscribed on the cover.
He picked up the script, stood up, and walked over to a bookshelf, sliding it into his anthology nonchalantly.
In that bookshelf were many works, including "Mona, Daughter of the Uncontrolled," "Philip's Travelogue," and "Tragic Prince."
"Your story is the most exciting, the most significant..."