The phone’s vibrating sound buzzed, but Feng Mu remained oblivious.

His gaze was fixated on the system interface, with his pupils reflecting the illusory light and shadow.

[Blood Bar Deceit Eye lv3]

• When activating the secret technique, you can observe the target’s blood bar.

• Both parties enter a data state: immune to instant death attacks, only blood bar depletion can lead to death.

• When the attack does not break the defense, it forcibly deprives the target of 1 life point (blood bar -1).

• Spirit significantly increased (+7): greatly resists illusion/hypnosis/spiritual contamination type attacks.

[Ability Replication Upgrade] 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

• Upon obtaining the opponent’s heart, randomly acquire three target abilities.

• You can choose one for replication (the replicated ability is forcibly adapted to the user’s current rank).

[Limitations]

1. The same target can only be peered at once per day.

2. The same target can only be replicated once in a lifetime.

3. Heart stop time extended to 3 hours.

"From single choice to choosing one of three..."

An immediate realization surfaced in Feng Mu’s mind,

"There’s basically no need to worry about replicating useless skills anymore, also, the heart preservation period extended to 3 hours, there’s much more room to maneuver."

"In the future, with more subordinates, every time they go out for missions and come back, they can bring some...packaged back."

Just thinking about such a grand scene made Feng Mu feel it was absolutely beautiful.

What was more exciting for Feng Mu was the adjustment of the replication ability’s adaptation mechanism, from not exceeding one’s rank to forcibly equalling one’s rank.

"This means I might be able to replicate the opponent’s most amazing skill. Even if it might downgrade, that’s still a big win."

"And if I replicate a lower-level skill, it can still be forcibly upgraded to match mine, I won’t lose out."

"Either way, I win."

He silently grinned, his eyes scanning over the attributes panel:

Strength 24.2 (10.5+13.7)

Agility 16.1 (8.3+7.8)

Constitution 8.4 (2.7+5.7)

Spirit 9.9999 (1.4+21.7) [Under Explosive Leap]

It was evident that the potential of the Spirit Attribute had surpassed Strength, becoming his strongest attribute.

In particular, the added "explosive" suffix made Feng Mu’s breath slightly pause.

He caressed the genetic needle in the drawer and suddenly had an impulsive thought:

"Maybe... I can skip the D-grade Genetic Needle and directly use the C-grade?"

Generally, people might have already taken action at this point, since most normal individuals are driven by impulse.

However, Feng Mu held back.

He, as a villain, should shape himself through "Self-Improvement of the Villain," which means being anti-human makes you even more terrifying.

"If I use it now, I’m only using once, but after I gather another, I might be able to use it twice?!!"

Feng Mu closed the attributes panel and looked at the prompt box that popped up below.

[Congratulations, your sister committed an unforgivable crime again.]

[Your subtle guidance was crucial in this happening!]

[Your Evil Index gained a double increase, Game Inheritance Level ↑↑↑]

[You silently observed everything from the shadows.]

[You quietly blessed your father, granting him a new life (14 days).]

[You did good without leaving your name, only hoping your father would love your sister once more, you are truly too kind.]

[Congratulations, you are nominated as "The Most Dutiful Villain of All Worlds!"]

[Imagine how overjoyed your sister will be when regaining her father, it’s such a beautiful scene that even the system... lags a bit.]

[You are like a tailor stitching bodies into dolls, silently patching up this broken family, thanks to you, it hasn’t completely fallen apart.]

[Your filial piety and good deeds have surpassed 99.99999% of villains in all worlds.]

[Your Evil Index gained a double increase, Game Inheritance Level ↑↑↑]

[Your Game Inheritance Level has increased to 16%.]

[You gained special skill point *1, ordinary skill point *1, and 10000 General Skill Proficiency.]

[You gained attribute points *2, and 10000 General Skill Proficiency.]

Feng Mu narrowed his eyes, once again accepting the system’s slander and vilification inwardly.

"Imoto’s backstab only increased the Inheritance Level by 1%, the system’s a bit stingy."

Feng Mu complained inwardly:

"Is it because of the Blood Bar Deceit Eye’s upgrade included in it?"

Feng Mu couldn’t help but maliciously suspect if the system was taking a cut.

No choice, who told the system’s paycheck to not be transparent?

Then, just as Feng Mu prepared to close the system, a few more prompts appeared:

[You’ve obtained Experience Package 1 — Clever Imoto:

When your Imoto commits a sin, regardless of your involvement, you will always receive a 2.5 times Evil Index, converting to Game Inheritance Level.]

[You’ve obtained Experience Package 2 — Beloved Father;

[When your father commits a sin, regardless of your involvement, you will always receive a 2.5 times Evil Index, converting to Game Inheritance Level.]

[Congratulations, your Experience Package 1 and Experience Package 2 created a bond — Filial Piety and Parental Love.]

[Filial Piety and Parental Love: When Imoto and father appear in the same scene or script and commit a sin, your Evil Index growth will critically strike!]

[ps: 40% chance of 3x critical strike, 30% chance of 4x critical strike, 20% chance of 5x critical strike!]

"Compared to the previous 2 times experience, now it’s steadily at 2.5 times, and there’s another experience package, rounding up is equivalent to becoming 5 times later, plus the Filial Piety and Parental Love bond, it becomes..."

Feng Mu’s pupils reflected wild mathematical calculations, his lips curling into a pleasurable smile, he hummed a nursery rhyme softly.

This feels good, really good now.

The nursery rhyme came from his original memory, a song occasionally hummed by his father to put Imoto to sleep during their childhood.

Feng Mu hummed a few lines softly, realizing he couldn’t catch that same vibe at all.

Feng Mu thought: "Sigh, still have to let the old father sing to Imoto again."

Feng Mu stopped humming, finally picked up the phone, showing an incoming call from his father, he answered warmly:

"Hello, Dad..."

Feng Mu felt marvelous, willing even to call Feng Ju "Dad" instead of the cold, formal "Father."

After all, Father upgraded to Experience Package 2, he should naturally show more love.

Feng Ju was driving while dialing, seemingly also receiving his son’s "love" resonating over the call, with a slight warmth rising in his heart.

This familiarity wasn’t strong, but it had been absent for many years.

Perhaps it was since Feng Mu started elementary school, when he first brought back his Martial Arts report card, or since Yuhuai had shown dazzling talent from a young age.

Although Root Bone detection had to wait until college when one’s Root Bone matured, a person’s talent was as obvious as lice on a bald man’s head!

Like a public exam, do you really need to be tortured in the examination room to realize you’re a dumb scholar?

The label of a dumb scholar is drawn by the public exam?

Forget it, what dumb scholar doesn’t show their true colors from childhood.

Feng Ju himself can’t quite remember the exact time when he totally gave up on Feng Mu, treating him as a waste and instead focusing on his daughter as the pride and hope of the family.

But now, the daughter... is gone; only the son is left!

Feng Ju’s face was dark, his voice low and suppressed as he spoke into the phone:

"Don’t speak, don’t say a word, just listen to me right now..."