People are Behind the Scenes, and I Can Do the Material Fusion!

2: Gargoyle Wolf“Robe of the Old God”

“Puppet Theater: The user can use their spiritual power to set up a theater around them. This theater can manipulate people to act out the plot the user desires. If there are those who do not wish to be controlled, they can be subjected to high-voltage electric shocks.”

“Memory Rosemary: Anyone who sees or observes you will have their memories altered or even distorted. At the same time, this skill can also tamper with others’ memories of you.”

“Sacrifice of the Old God: Sprinkle any fabric to summon a subordinate of the Old God to fight for you. But be careful, when less than one-third of the fabric remains, there is a chance of attracting the Old God’s attention; and once all the fabric is torn, it will definitely attract the Old God’s gaze!”

Su Yi looked at these descriptions, feeling impressed but also a bit confused.

Why did it not feel as strong as he imagined?

But the last one…

Does that mean he has to protect his clothes during a fight from now on?

Otherwise, if his clothes are gone, the world might just become one big family.

Su Yi was contemplating whether to try on this robe.

Suddenly, his head felt as if it had been electrocuted, and Su Yi instinctively clutched his head.

“Ha—”

After catching his breath, Su Yi finally recovered.

It was then that he remembered he was a late-stage brain cancer patient.

Last week’s critical illness notice said he had less than a month left, and now it was probably only about half a month.

Thinking of this, Su Yi looked at the materials on the panel, wondering if he should merge himself.

Would merging directly cure his late-stage brain cancer?

However, he was also a bit worried about what changes would occur after merging.

Also, would this combination of green and white materials really cure his late-stage cancer?

After a moment of thought, Su Yi decided to find someone to test it on first, and then make a decision after ensuring safety.

Anyway, he still had six materials available.

He would also look for other monsters like the Evil Spirits in the mirror.

Of course, there was also the question of whether Su Yi was unsure if killing only Evil Spirits could yield energy points…

Or… could people also?

If he still didn’t have enough energy points to extract materials in the end, then…

Of course, there was actually one more thing: could the Old God’s subordinates be used?

However, Su Yi shook his head shortly after, no longer thinking about it.

He would consider that as a last resort if nothing else worked.

After thinking, Su Yi’s mind moved, and the “Robe of the Old God” automatically put itself on him.

The moment he put it on, Su Yi could clearly feel a powerful spiritual force enveloping his entire body.

With just a thought, everything within a ten-mile radius came into view.

More importantly, Su Yi could feel that the previous intense stinging sensation had also lessened significantly.

The only discomfort was a persistent feeling that there was some unknown energy or object inside his head.

However, he thought this should be the tumor, so Su Yi shook his head.

Subsequently, Su Yi, draped in the robe, leaped out the window, and in the night, spider silk silently wove a path.

In the blink of an eye, Su Yi had already arrived at the Yuan River bridgehead.

…

An Changyang stood on the bridge, gazing at the surging Yuan River on one side.

The river water shimmered with a cold, eerie light in the darkness, like a silently roaring giant dragon.

The streetlights on the bridge cast a dim halo, and in the interplay of light and shadow, his pale face appeared even more haggard.

His eyes were hazy and vacant, like a traveler lost in endless darkness, unable to find an exit.

“Jump… jump down and it will all be over…”

An Changyang murmured, his voice so faint it was almost swallowed by the night wind, leaving only a faint echo dissipating into the air.

His fingers gripped the cold bridge railing tightly, his knuckles turning pale from the exertion.

However, in this silent night, memories flooded his mind like a tide.

Familiar scenes appeared one by one: his younger sister excitedly pulling him, shouting that she wanted to get first place to go to the amusement park;

His mother’s worried gaze, always asking if he was eating well;

His father patting his shoulder, telling him not to always look so serious, to learn to smile…

And that voice, deep and cold—“Isn’t it just three lives? Here’s three million, money you’ll never earn in your lifetime.”

These memories were like sharp blades, repeatedly tearing at his heart.

When Bai Xiao’s arrogant and disdainful face flashed through his mind again, anger instantly ignited the long-suppressed despair.

“Thud—”

He punched the iron railing fiercely, and blood splattered, staining the cold metal surface.

An Changyang’s fist had already suffered a slight fracture, but at this moment, he felt no pain at all.

His eyes reopened, staring directly at the endlessly flowing Yuan River before him.

“Dad, Mom, Xiaoxin… I’m coming.”

No sooner had he spoken than An Changyang was about to take his last step when he was interrupted by an abrupt voice.

“Do you desire the power of revenge?”

This sudden question startled An Changyang, and his foot slipped, causing him to almost fall into the river.

By instinct, An Changyang desperately clung to a nearby iron pillar to steady himself.

“What the…”

An Changyang was about to swear when he looked up and saw an extremely bizarre person standing before him.

The person wore a strange yellow robe covered in intricate golden patterns, like countless tentacles slowly wriggling.

Even more unsettling was that the person’s face was completely hidden in shadow, making it impossible to see anything.

One must know, this was the edge of a suspended bridge, with no support, yet he could stand so casually in mid-air!

However, if one looked closely, they would notice an extremely thin, almost invisible spider silk beneath the person’s feet.

An Changyang was stunned, filled with confusion: Was this a legendary Transcendent?

Or some inexplicable mysterious existence?

Whatever it was, as long as it could help him get revenge, he was willing to pay any price.

Thinking of this, a spark of hope ignited in An Changyang’s eyes.

His body trembled slightly, but this was not from fear, but because he saw a glimmer of hope for revenge.

“As long as I can get my revenge, no matter how great the price, I will not hesitate!” An Changyang said through gritted teeth.

Upon hearing these words, Su Yi’s lips curved into a faint smile.

Su Yi felt lucky; he had encountered such a suitable target right after leaving home today.

“Since you have such determination, then no matter what happens next, do not resist.”

After Su Yi finished speaking, he directly opened the fusion panel in front of him and quickly selected An Changyang’s name.

The next second, An Changyang felt as if his entire being was being drawn away, but upon closer inspection, he felt nothing.

Su Yi, however, did not spare him another glance, but quickly selected two special materials:

“Sharp Wolf Claws (White): The incredibly sharp forelimb teeth of a mutated wolf beast, the blades have already crystallized into metal, capable of easily tearing through three layers of steel armor.”

“Gargoyle Wing Membrane (Green): The petrified wings of a guardian golem creature, with bones embedded with magicTextured Ore, capable of free flight when energy is not depleted, and possessing the ability to crush and reorganize.”

“An Changyang (White): An ordinary person yearning for revenge.”

When the last option was selected, Su Yi pressed the fusion button without hesitation.

In an instant, An Changyang was enveloped in a dazzling green light.

After a while, the green light gradually dissipated, revealing a completely transformed An Changyang—his body was covered in thick wolf fur, and a pair of seemingly stone-hard wings had grown on his back.

An Changyang looked down at his new appearance, especially the pair of huge sharp claws, and couldn’t help but curiously try to move his fingers.

“Hiss—”

With a soft sound, he accidentally touched a nearby iron pillar that bore the imprint of his own fist, only to find that this sturdy iron pillar was easily sliced through like tofu, without any resistance!

Looking at the stone wings on his back again, he was a bit unaccustomed at first, but after injecting a little energy, the wings instantly became soft and flexible, and he quickly adapted to this new sensation.

“Gargoyle Wolf (An Changyang)”

“Steel Claws: Metalized wolf claws that can freely extend and retract thirty centimeters, with a ’tear’ effect when attacking, making wounds difficult to heal, and high-frequency vibration cutting three times per second.”

“Stone Wing Shelter: Uses the wing membrane to wrap oneself into a cocoon-like stone shield, while also absorbing damage and converting it into defensive power, which can then be released in an explosive manner.”

“Stone Form: When activated, the entire body will transform into a rock state, greatly increasing defense and rapidly recovering from injuries.”

Su Yi glanced at the skill descriptions and found them quite satisfying.

After all, this was just a combination of a white material, a green material, and an ordinary person, and achieving such an effect was already quite good.

An Changyang felt the newly acquired power within him, and then looked at the mysterious person in the yellow robe before him, his heart filled with awe.

With a thud, he knelt directly to the ground, kowtowing three times in succession, creating a noticeable dent in the bridge.

“My Lord, I do not know who you are, but since you have bestowed upon me the power of revenge…”

An Changyang raised his head, his tone firm, “After I complete my revenge, no matter what you ask me to do, I am willing.”

Hearing this, Su Yi spoke indifferently, “Alright then, commit suicide.”

“Huh???”

An Changyang was stunned, his brain temporarily unable to comprehend—this Lord had just saved him, and now he was asking him to commit suicide?

However, before he could recover, an invisible force enveloped his entire body, instantly erasing that recent memory.

Su Yi, witnessing this scene, secretly mused: Logically speaking, this person’s thinking was still normal; he hadn’t become a completely irrational monster after the fusion.

Moreover, An Changyang did not immediately obey the command, which indicated that his merged consciousness was not completely controlled and still retained its independent thinking ability.