Rita focused and sensed several distinctive landmarks.
Based on that, she estimated her maximum teleportation range to be around ten kilometers.
And her Intelligence stat was currently exactly 10.
All magic based abilities scaled with Intelligence, so the distance would probably increase as her Intelligence grew.
Still, it did not matter.
If one cast was not enough, she could simply cast it again.
She opened her eyes and raised a hand.
"Phantom Shift."
Rita appeared inside Rick's hotel room.
He was still slumped over with his head buried inside the suitcase.
To be safe, Rita used her theft skill on him anyway.
Skill cannot be used.
Only then did she finally relax.
Another Phantom Shift later, she vanished again.
There was still one more awful thing she needed to do.
Otherwise, all the stress this bastard had caused her would feel wasted.
Maintaining Phantom Cloak, she appeared outside the AIDS Prevention and Control Center.
While waiting for the staff to arrive, she checked her status panel.
When she saw that [The Thief God's Theft, Which Can Also Be Robbery] was still available, she completely relaxed.
Too bad she could not abuse the skill endlessly inside the game by stealing, dying, reviving, and stealing again.
Under her [Divine Gift] Immortal, another Divine Gift had appeared.
[Divine Gift] Master Archer (A Rank)
You were born for ranged combat.
All projectile weapons become extensions of your body.
The moment you pick them up, you gain the power to slay gods.
A true Master Archer does not need to do anything.
Simply existing is enough to make them powerful.
[Skill 1] You're Too Weak (Passive)
During combat, you can instinctively identify enemy weak points.
[Skill 2] Guaranteed Critical! (Passive)
7 is a magical number.
Any ranged attack associated with the number 7 is guaranteed to critically strike.
[Skill 3] I'm Getting Serious (Passive)
If you aim at an enemy for more than 3 seconds, the attack will never miss.
Even if blocked, the projectile will continue trying to fulfill its mission until destroyed.
[Skill 4] Now I'm Scary Strong
After activation, every arrow, bolt, or bullet you fire gains a random elemental effect:
ice, fire, or lightning.
Consumes 10 mana per second.
Entering and exiting the state triggers a 5 minute cooldown.
Rita sucked in a breath.
This really was absurdly powerful.
Four skills.
Three of them passive.
Not a single useless one.
Skill 1 improved combat awareness regardless of weapon type.
Skill 2 meant every 7th shot, 14th shot, 21st shot, and so on would automatically crit.
A guaranteed critical every seven attacks.
Absolutely insane.
Skill 3 was basically a homing missile.
And Skill 4 was pure burst damage.
Rita still had not fully decided on a class direction for herself, but this Divine Gift was too strong to ignore.
It would practically be disrespectful not to train it.
Considering guns were too loud, she immediately decided to get herself a bow or crossbow to practice with first.
While mentally planning her future build and familiarizing herself with her newly learned skills, she continued observing pedestrians through the Chávez Glasses, hoping to spot new players.
She stood outside the center until after 3 p.m. before finally seeing someone enter the building.
She immediately followed them inside.
After confirming the person was just a patient picking up medication, she stole a syringe from a nurse and tailed the patient home.
Once the patient returned home, Rita hit him with Sleep Spell and drew a vial of blood.
Then she hesitated.
What if the male lead got ridiculously lucky and one vial somehow failed to infect him?
She pulled out an empty Beginner Healing Potion bottle and transferred the contaminated blood into it.
Then she drew two more syringes.
Before leaving, she poured a Beginner Healing Potion into the patient's mouth.
At least she could replenish some blood.
Curing disease was not what healing potions were for.
In her previous life, after the game invasion, people with serious illnesses had their conditions translated directly into data.
Missing body parts reduced maximum HP.
Terminal illnesses caused continuous health loss, with the drain rate depending on severity.
Like a permanent damage-over-time debuff.
Living was simple enough though.
Keep drinking healing potions.
Or receive a top-tier healing spell capable of curing terminal diseases.
Rita was very curious to see what Rick's status panel would look like after becoming gameified.
When she Phantom Shifted back to Rick's room, he was already gone.
Rita was not disappointed.
She returned to her villa, placed the cat toy inside Meow Meow Inn, took a long shower, and finally got some sleep.
She slept straight through until 2 a.m.
Wake up.
Use Disguise.
Activate Phantom Cloak.
Grab the syringes.
Phantom Shift back into Rick's room.
Interesting.
Apparently without beta tests, the male lead actually maintained a healthy sleep schedule.
First, she cast [Wheel of Fate] on him and lowered his Luck to 1.
Then she approached and tried inserting the syringe into his veins.
But every single time she lined up the needle, Rick would suddenly itch somewhere.
She failed over ten times.
He scratched his ear.
Then his hair.
Then his butt.
Then his toes.
The man literally found every possible body part to scratch.
Rita was numb.
...Was this bastard pretending to sleep?
Just as she noticed his eyelids twitch, she immediately hit him with Sleep Spell.
Rick's head tilted sideways.
Finally.
Peace and quiet.
This time Rita inserted the syringe smoothly into the back of his hand.
The contaminated blood slowly entered his body.
One injection.
Then another.
Then a third.
Perfect.
Her mind felt clear again.
Satisfied, she casually tried stealing from him once more.
Still unusable.
Rick remained an ordinary person.
Even better.
Little brother.
Rita returned home in an excellent mood.
After disposing of the syringes, she finally started considering how to deal with the severed arm and ear stored inside her inventory.
Originally, she had planned to dump them into the game world and let monsters eat them.
But she had been too busy during the beta.
Dumping them at a crematorium or pig farm also felt wrong.
No matter how terrible she was, she did not want to involve innocent people.
In the end, she decided to burn them herself.
Strike while the iron was hot.
Her Disguise duration was still active.
No point wasting it.
One Phantom Shift later, Rita arrived at a beach she had once visited during filming.
At this hour, the beach was deserted.
Even people hooking up outside did not usually do it this late.
She placed the severed arm and the ear, now stripped of its earring, onto the ground.
Then she buried them beneath ten packs of explosives.
After lighting the charges, she Phantom Shifted a hundred meters away.
Once the explosion ended, she returned to the blast site.
Gathered every fragment of flesh and bone she could find.
Piled them together again.
And detonated them a second time.
Finally, she used a shovel to scrape every bit of ash and blackened residue into a metal bucket.
Then dumped the entire thing into the ocean.
Perfect.
Killing someone outright only felt good for a minute.
But revenge every single day?
That felt amazing.
Standing by the sea, Rita played with the blue diamond earring in her hand, feeling completely refreshed.
This item was the key to a chain quest.
Completing it rewarded a top-tier healing spell capable of curing all diseases and injuries while restoring 70% HP in a single cast.
She had searched for the spell in the auction house before.
Never found it.
After thoroughly reducing part of her enemies to ashes, Rita went home and climbed into bed.
She had already closed her eyes when she suddenly froze.
"F*ck."
Why had she not used Magic Missile?
She completely forgot she was a mage now.