After reviewing the Deliveryman’s Profession and Skills, Seraphina Sullivan turned to look at the Hairdresser.
The Skills for the [Hairdresser] seemed rather peculiar.
[Perfect Hairstyle] looked almost like a pure life skill, with limited use in a dungeon.
But those [Magic Scissors]...
"Anything I believe can be cut by scissors, can be cut?"
Seraphina mulled over the Skill’s description, a trace of astonishment flashing in her eyes.
’This sounds like an Ability that touches upon a conceptual or rule-based level.’
Although limited by her cognition and spiritual power, its potential and applicability seemed incredibly vast.
Whether it was severing an enemy’s weapon, an Energy Attack, destroying traps and mechanisms, or maybe even... cutting some kind of intangible Binding or connection?
In comparison, while the [Deliveryman]’s Skills were practical, they seemed much more conventional.
Without much hesitation, Seraphina made her decision.
"I choose the [Hairdresser] Profession!"
Her will locked onto it, and the light representing the [Hairdresser] Profession merged into her body.
The methods for using the [Magic Scissors] and the exquisite techniques of [Perfect Hairstyle] were seared into her consciousness as if by instinct.
The Perfect Hairstyle Skill didn’t just provide the ability to create hairstyles; it also granted Seraphina countless hairdressing techniques.
Even if she left this dungeon, these techniques could still be used by Seraphina.
’The knowledge has entered my brain.’
With a slight thought, Seraphina made a grasping motion with her right hand as a faint trace of spiritual power flowed.
A pair of silver scissors materialized in her hand.
She tentatively tried to snip one of the legs of a broken wooden stool nearby.
Silently, the stool leg was severed at its base as if cut by something incredibly sharp, the surface of the break as smooth as a mirror!
A surprised light shone in Seraphina’s eyes.
’This Skill really is something else.’
Although its attack range was likely limited and required contact or extremely close proximity to work, its "cognitive severance" trait could produce unexpected effects at critical moments.
With this Ability, plus her fully restored strength, Seraphina finally felt a solid bit of confidence about the thirty-day survival trial ahead.
Seraphina using her [Worker] Talent to awaken the [Hairdresser] Profession only took an instant.
After familiarizing herself with her newly acquired Ability, Seraphina finally turned her attention back to Belle White.
She found that Belle White’s expression had now regained its composure.
There was also a sense of determination in her eyes.
Belle White spoke solemnly, "I want to make a pact with you."
Seraphina raised an eyebrow.
Belle White didn’t keep her in suspense and directly revealed the harsher reality.
"The Death Arena controlled by Maxim is far darker than what you’ve seen. The ’Slaughter Game’ isn’t the only one; every day, death games with different themes, but equally brutal, are staged here."
"Becoming one of the ’Free People’ merely means you’ve been promoted from the lowest-level ’Tribute’ to a ’Chess Piece’ with slightly more rights, gaining the qualification to participate in more death games. His purpose here is to cultivate the strongest by culling the weak! He uses countless lives as nourishment to screen for and develop his most loyal and powerful core subordinates."
Her gaze fell sharply on Seraphina. "With your current strength, even with your abilities restored, you’ll never survive until the end of these continuous and increasingly dangerous death games. You’ll either end up as nourishment or be forced to become one of his lackeys."
After hearing this, Seraphina felt a chill, but more than that, she was confused. "So, you’re telling me all this because you plan to..."
Belle White took a deep breath and laid out her bargaining chip and conditions.
"Because of a Divine item, I possess a special Ability. I can forcibly end your survival mission in the Death Arena and let you return to the real world immediately. But I can only use this Ability once a month."


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