Noita!
Yang Yi's eyes instantly turned serious.
Wasn't that a pixel-art roguelike magic game? It was famous for its incredibly high degree of freedom and gameplay that made graphics cards scream in agony.
He quickly skimmed through the mod's feature description.
This mod's core ability could be called "Modifier Combination."
True to its name, it could dismantle the "core modifiers" of any item—whether it was a physical weapon, an abstract spell, or even a concept itself.
Furthermore, these dismantled "modifiers" could be freely combined onto another item, and their effects could then be triggered by consuming energy (mana).
For example, taking the 'nuclear bomb' modifier off a nuclear bomb and attaching it to a handgun.
One could then consume mana to fire nuclear bombs from the handgun.
The ammunition capacity would depend entirely on the amount of mana.
In addition to that, one could also attach modifiers like [Homing], [Multicast], [Split], and [Double Explosion].
The image was already forming in Yang Yi's mind.
A bullet is fired, automatically locking onto the enemy in mid-air.
Then, it splits into hundreds of smaller bullets right above the enemy's head, with each tiny bullet carrying a homing function to accurately strike every single target.
Finally, hundreds of mushroom clouds rise simultaneously.
"Heh..."
Yang Yi couldn't help but chuckle. This mod was quite interesting, and its skill ceiling was incredibly high.
"M-Master, what's wrong?"
Miko's voice pulled Yang Yi back to reality.
She was clutching her "magic wand" and "star hammer," looking at him nervously.
"Oh, it's nothing."
The smile on Yang Yi's face instantly vanished, and he returned to his calm, aloof demeanor of a transcendent master.
Having finished dealing with the system, he looked at Miko and casually said,
"By the way, my disciple."
"Do you have a classmate named 'Hana'?"
Miko was taken aback. "Are you talking about Hana Yurikawa? Master, do you know her?"
"I don't, but like you, she is also a remarkably gifted child. It's just that her talent is rather unique."
"She was born with a constitution that naturally attracts powerful anomalies."
"Huh?!" Kyoko froze.
*Hana is an anomaly magnet? No wonder it's so much easier to see ghosts when I'm around her.*
"Call her over tomorrow. I'll teach her alongside you,"
Yang Yi clapped his hands, making the decision.
"One with Yin-Yang eyes, one anomaly snare, plus your cousin here, and the maniac over there."
"Your magical girl squad is pretty much assembled."
Miko and Kyoko: "..."
*A magical girl squad?*
They looked down at the magic wands and star hammers in their hands.
...
After sending the still-dazed Miko and Kyoko back home.
Under the cover of night, inside the black Batmobile.
Tomie sat in the passenger seat. In a stark departure from her usual madness, she had grown unusually quiet.
Her eyes constantly darted back and forth across the vehicle's dashboard and interior.
Her fingers lightly traced the bat symbol on the center console.
"Handsome."
"This car definitely isn't just a simple ride, right?"
"I've seen a movie called *Batman*..."
"Your car looks exactly like the one in the movie. Don't tell me two machine guns can pop out from the sides too!"
Hearing this, Yang Yi turned his head to glance at her, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
"You guessed right, but not entirely."
He sharply jerked the steering wheel. The Batmobile executed a beautiful drift, charging into a deserted park.
Yang Yi brought the car to a halt in the middle of the park.
"Hold on tight."
Under Tomie's excited, breathless gaze, Yang Yi reached out and pulled a lever beneath the steering wheel.
*Clack, clack.*
Mechanical sounds continuously rang out.
Tomie felt the floor drop out from under her as the entire cockpit began to rise.
The vehicle's exterior armor dismantled, flipped, and reconfigured layer by layer.
Several mechanical arms extended from beneath the chassis, piercing into the ground to firmly anchor the vehicle.
To Tomie's absolute shock, the interior space was expanding wildly.
The walls were receding, and the ceiling was rising!
In just a short dozen seconds.
When all the mechanical whirring finally ceased, Tomie found that she no longer seemed to be inside a car.
She was standing in the center of a massive space comparable to a palace hall!
The interior of the hall flickered with the cold white light of advanced technology, and the surrounding walls were made of smooth, dark alloy, brimming with a sci-fi aesthetic.
Yet the exterior of this "palace" still retained the shape of that car.
Tomie's mouth fell wide open. She whipped her head around to look at Yang Yi.
"Wh-Wh-What is this?"
"Just simple machinery combined with a bit of rudimentary spatial magic,"
Yang Yi explained.
"Spatial magic!"
"Waaaaahhh—!!"
Tomie launched herself forward in a flying leap, desperately hugging Yang Yi's thigh.
"Handsome!!"
"No! Lord Yang Yi!!"
"I want to learn this!"
She hung off his leg, rubbing her face frantically against his trousers.
"I'm begging you! Teach me! I'll do anything!"
Yang Yi was amused by her shameless display, but he ignored her, simply dragging this "leg pendant" as he walked straight toward the end of the hall.
"Whoa..."
Tomie's wailing abruptly stopped.
Her gaze was drawn to the objects on the wall directly ahead.
It was a series of weapon racks.
They were lined with all sorts of lethal weapons.
On the far left hung a row of melee weapons. Tomie casually picked one up.
She found its scabbard to be archaic, with a visible black demonic aura coiling around the hilt. The name *Muramasa* was inscribed on it.
Beside it was a giant sword the size of a door. Its blade wasn't metal, but a transparent crystal, and within that crystal, it looked as if billions of stars were swirling.
The wall on the other side was mounted with various firearms: handguns, submachine guns, sniper rifles, bolters, and more.
There were also several crates on the floor, packed with all kinds of grenades.
*Wait! What does that yellow trefoil symbol mean? Are these not grenades, but miniature nuclear bombs?*
"N-Nukes..."
Tomie's breathing grew heavy.
She reached out a trembling hand, obsessively caressing the cold casing.
"So beautiful..."
She scooped up a nuke in each arm, hugging them tightly to her chest.
She rubbed her cheek blissfully against the freezing metal shells. Her eyes had turned into heart shapes, her mouth stretched wide, and drool practically dripped from her lips.
"Hee... heeheehee..."
"Nukes are great, nukes are great!"
She began to mutter obsessively to herself.
"When the time comes, I'm going to call all the other Tomies over and blow them all to pieces!"
Yang Yi looked at her completely broken, psychotic state and smiled, shaking his head.
*How ignorant. Aren't the antimatter bombs and black hole bombs right next to her much stronger than the nukes in her hands?*
*Still, blowing up all the other Tomies would truly be a waste.*
"Blowing them up is too much of a waste."
His voice interrupted Tomie's fantasy.
"Hm?" Tomie looked up, glaring at him in dissatisfaction.
"Are you planning to keep them for yourself? Am I, one Tomie, not enough for you?"
"I mean that they have a much greater use."
Yang Yi walked up to her, a profound and enigmatic expression on his face.
"Later, I will give you a cultivation technique."
"A cultivation technique?" Tomie paused; this term touched upon a blind spot in her knowledge.
"A technique," Yang Yi lowered his voice, "that will allow you to devour the other 'Tomies'."
"Devour their bodies, their resentment, their power..."
"Until eventually, the power of all the Tomies is bestowed upon you."
"Let them become the stepping stones for your ascent."
Yang Yi leaned in slightly, lifting Tomie's chin with his fingers and looking directly into her eyes.
"Wouldn't that... be much more interesting?"
"..."
Tomie froze. The two nukes in her arms clattered heavily to the floor.
A few seconds later.
"Hee..."
"Heeheehee... Hahahahahahahaha—!!!"
The smile on Tomie's face was a thousand times more morbid and ten thousand times more ecstatic than before!
"Handsome..."
She licked her crimson lips.
"You really... understand me too well!"
"What should I do if I fall in love with you?"