“Golden-Finger Cheat Rings... and Plot-Armor Halo Shields...”
White-bearded Grandpa Yao knelt beside the iron floor-grate next to Gu Changsheng, his fingers trembling so violently that his magnifying loupe nearly slipped from his hand. Meanwhile, he inspected the glowing tear-pipes running beneath the ten million crystal cages.
As a former Ring-Grandpa who had spent twelve years trapped inside the number-one Golden-Finger Cheat Ring of Book One. The Supreme Ancestral Dragon Ring worn by the Chosen One Lin Fan—Grandpa Yao knew the internal structure of those protagonist rings better than anyone in the cosmos.
“Wait a minute...” Grandpa Yao whispered, his weathered face draining of all color as he smelled the faint, warm, unmistakable scent of maternal devotion and paternal worry rising through the crystal pipe seams.
“Back when Lin Fan wore me on his finger in the lower realm, every time he got beaten half to death after picking a fight he couldn’t win. His ring would automatically release a golden mist called ‘Heaven-Blessed Protagonist Luck Dew’ that healed his broken bones in three seconds and boosted his realm! Lin Fan always bragged that the Heavens loved him so much that the universe itself was feeding him free miracles!”
Grandpa Yao traced the serial numbers stamped along the main output manifold of the Floor Four pipeline:
