My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing-Chapter 247 - 144: Bizarre·Soul Bead

"What is this..."

As he took the "yellow bottle" from Chen Yu, the elderly man in traditional attire hesitated, "What is this?"

"Chen Yu, didn’t you say there are only three bottles of this stuff in the entire world?" the young man in the duckbill cap said, shocked.

"Yeah," Chen Yu nodded, "I’ve got the second one right here."

"Then you’re really generous," the young man said with a complex expression.

Hearing the conversation, the old man realized the value of the "Old Lady’s Urine" in his hand and quickly stowed it in his chest, bowing repeatedly to Chen Yu, "Young friend, thank you. I’m too poor to repay you! It’s really too precious."

"Then give it back to me," Chen Yu said, reaching out his hand.

The old man in traditional attire: "..."

"Don’t take it to heart, Ambassador," the young man glared at Chen Yu before stepping forward to shake hands with the old man again, "Chen Yu is always like this; he’s joking with you. It’s his way of expressing friendship."

"Chen Yu." Upon hearing the name, the old man in traditional attire paused, then scrutinized Chen Yu from head to toe, "You’re Chen Yu?"

"See?" Chen Yu turned to the portly neighbor beside him, "Even beyond the realm of humanity, my legend has spread."

"I heard you sacrificed your little brother for the glory of humanity?" the old man asked.

"..." The smile disappeared from Chen Yu’s face.

"Impressive!" the old man gave a thumbs-up.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap—" The numerous embassy staff behind him also began to clap. They looked at Chen Yu with admiration.

Only Li Yao at the end of the line blinked in confusion: "You... you’re a... eunuch?"

Chen Yu: "..."

"What are you saying?" The portly neighbor’s face turned pale and his eyes cold, "Even if you are my sister-in-law, that’s no reason to spout nonsense. My Yu is now castrated."

"Smack!"

Chen Yu slapped the portly neighbor, sending him flying, hat and all: "Castrate your mom."

"Is it because of this..." the girl bit her lip, "that my father won’t approve of our relationship?"

"...Great! So great!"

Chen Yu flew into a rage, started to undo his belt to pull down his pants to prove his manhood, but was quickly restrained by the quick-reacting young man.

"Not necessary, Chen Yu, too many people here, it looks bad... Huh? Why do you have an extra leg?!"

...

After a whole commotion, pure chaos.

The group followed the old man in traditional attire and formally entered the "Human Civilization Consulate in the Capital of Law."

In short: The Human Consulate.

Once they reached the main hall of the villa, the young man in the duckbill cap turned back to Chen Yu and others, "Today, Team Leader and I will discuss the next diplomatic plans with the Ambassador. You can go upstairs to rest now. Don’t go out randomly, and be ready at all times."

The old man nodded and waved, "Someone, please take care of our friends for a rest. Arrange the third-floor suite for Mr. Chen Yu."

"Yes."

Three maids from the consulate answered respectfully.

Under the maids’ guidance, the group dispersed.

Chen Yu arrived at the top-floor luxury suite of the villa, closed the door, and flopped onto the bed. He closed his eyes to rest for about five minutes.

He got up, went to the open-plan kitchen, rummaged through the fridge, and found two popsicles.

He swallowed one of them in a single bite.

The other one, he savored carefully.

His mind began to organize the gains of the past few days.

During this time, almost all the moles inside the "diplomatic squad" had been dismembered by his hand. But all he got was one significant "superpower."

[Fire Breathing Mouth] (Such a perfunctory name), as the name suggests, Chen Yu could now breathe fire from his mouth.

Beyond that, there wasn’t much worth mentioning in terms of replicable abilities.

Barely passing muster in Chen Yu’s eyes were:

One, [Superhuman Intestinal Flora] (capable of digesting various toxic substances, reduced chances of diarrhea, greatly enhanced nutrient absorption).

Two, [A Flexible Tongue] (young man, you no longer need to try hard).

If the first one was somewhat useful,

The second was a total waste of sentiment.

"Just having a more flexible tongue counts as an ability?" Chen Yu said with a displeased face, hissing as he extended a snake-like long tongue, coiling it around the popsicle and swallowing it.

He smacked his lips and exhaled a breath of cool air with regret.

As his own strength grew, the abilities he gained from those "ordinary mortals" became increasingly useless.

Of course, if he could make a "critical hit" like he did with his portly neighbor initially, greatly changing the other person’s title, he could certainly gain many useful abilities.

Unfortunately, such opportunities for a "critical hit" were too few and far between.

It required preparation, energy, arrangement, and luck.

And speaking of "critical hits," Chen Yu thought of Li Yao.

The girl’s title was [Pure and Unblemished Virgin].

There was no better title for a "modification" in the world than this.

Given three minutes, he could completely change her title and easily gain at least a dozen abilities.

But he was still hesitant about it.

Because in this world, when some things are "gone," they’re really gone.

If he had the cooperation of the girl’s "daddy," he could keep "grinding" abilities on Li Yao.

Killing the goose that lays the golden eggs was unwise.

With this thought, Chen Yu decisively opened his door and went downstairs, knocking on the portly neighbor’s door.

"Open up!"

The portly neighbor opened the door, revealing half of his head, "Huh?"

"Give me the usernames and passwords for a couple of forum accounts," Chen Yu said straightforwardly.

"I can give you all of them," the portly neighbor wrapped in a bath towel came out, baring a shoulder, "But there’s no internet here, you can’t even access them."

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