" Habyxia? What is that? "
Looking at the nonsensical mechanical sound emitted by the system, Syl was a bit puzzled.
Previously, the system would not say a word, but this time, whenever she looked at that line of strange text, the system would emit a weird mechanical sound—a sound that did not seem like it could be produced by human vocal cords.
And... a rapping missionary? What kind of Missionary graduated from a rap school?
The woman in the card was shrouded in a dark purple robe, making it impossible for Syl to see her figure or face.
What she could feel was that she, at least, would not be very tall.
Syl gently waved her hand, and the illusory Missionary card dissipated in front of her.
Syl did not want to try out a new card in such a high-traffic area, just in case it caused some uncontrollable major incident.
Since she had plenty of time now, she should first consider how to obtain the potion, and think about the promotion mission later. This time, just a glance had caused someone to feel extreme fear, which made Syl feel that the promotion mission was not too difficult.
Was it because it was just a white card?
If that did not work, she would change into the Physician and ask Arnold from the Mana Tide. Perhaps he might have some other potion collections that she could purchase using the deposit from her own investigation.
It would be great if she could buy potions for two stages at once, so she could try to see if she could feed the clown card two bottles of potion at the same time before promoting it.
Just as Syl was walking and thinking, she suddenly felt some object approaching her.
Slowly turning around and looking down, Syl saw a bald man, about 1.6 meters tall, wearing a black robe, hunching over, and sneaking along behind her.
" Excuse me, is there something you need? " Syl smiled slightly. When she did not have the urge to kill, the clown's demeanor was actually quite proper.
" Miss, " the bald man looked up at Syl, pointed to the scripture in his hand, and whispered, " Do you have some time? I would like to introduce you to our God and Savior. "
A Missionary?
Syl frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed, as if nothing had happened.
" What is going on? System? " Syl asked internally. " I just drew a Missionary and now a Missionary appears? Is this really random, or did you give it to me on purpose? "
" Doo-doo doo-doo doo~ ♩ ♪ ♫ "
Syl: "? "
Suppressing her inner dissatisfaction, Syl shook her head and smiled: " Sorry, I do not believe in gods. "
Seeing that Syl was about to leave, the Missionary seemed to get anxious and reached into his black robe to take something out:
" If you can listen to me for a few more words, I will give you a treasure from our church. "
Syl almost laughed out loud upon hearing this.
So it was just like the Christian proselytizing in her previous life, even including small gifts?
Just as Syl was about to shake her head and refuse, she happened to look down and see the badge the bald Missionary had taken out.
" Hum— "
As if swept by some powerful, void energy, a buzzing sound filled Syl's mind, and she almost lost consciousness.
Following immediately was a series of soul-piercing roars inside her brain, constantly assaulting Syl's spirit.
" Oh no, it is a Transcendent! " Syl's mental power was struggling to resist the mental impact coming from the badge. She had no time to attend to her own body.
Although Syl could still see everything before her, everything had turned crimson.