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Chapter 8 A life without confusion

"Shh, keep quiet." Ximu made a silent gesture, which frightened the little boy at the door so much that he didn't dare to move.

He nodded with satisfaction and spoke to the little boy.

"Now you have thirty minutes to find all the valuable belongings in this house, which can be used as compensation for Diniken's violation of you, and can also be used as funds for your escape, so that you can have a chance to live a normal life. people."

"No... I don't want money, as long as you don't kill me!" The little boy lowered his head, not daring to look at Xi Mu at all, and his body wrapped in sheets was trembling slightly.

Ximu did not explain this, but took out a knife from his black robe and waved it at the corpse on the ground. As the light of the knife flashed, the corpse on the ground separated.

He picked up his head and put it into the bag skillfully, then turned around and merged into the darkness, followed by the sound of footsteps disappearing and the sound of the door closing gently but not firmly.

The little boy understood one thing. This mysterious killer did not intend to kill him.

Now he really should find a way to collect money to use for his escape, otherwise if it is traced later, he will not be held accountable regardless of whether he participated in the assassination or not.

Even if he is not held accountable, he is likely to fall into the hands of another pervert, and then there will be endless torture.

Thinking of this, he acted quickly, found the valuable belongings in the room, and left without hesitation carrying the box on his back thirty minutes before arriving.

Although he might be able to get more wealth if he stayed longer, he still kept Mr. Killer's words in mind.

Only thirty minutes to search for wealth.

And not long after he left, a man with gray hair appeared in the room without anyone noticing.

He lowered his head and looked at the dead Dicken.

"Being killed at this time is... really a headache." He said angrily, and he tapped the ground lightly with his cane.

As the shadows surged, dozens of scarlet eyes lit up on the walls on both sides. As the shadows flowed, the blinking scarlet eyeballs penetrated into every corner.

"Some of the property was lost, presumably stolen by the male servants." The man pondered for a moment, then turned into a shadow and merged into the darkness.

at the same time.

on the other side.

Kronos crossed his slender legs and gently held his chin with his slender hands. He looked at Ximu opposite him who was wearing a black robe, and chuckled:

"Come back so soon, have you really completed the assassination?"

"Of course." Ximu nodded, took out a black bag and placed it on the table, revealing Diniken's head.

Kronos glanced at the head on the table casually, pointed at the savings card placed on the table, picked it up without hesitation when he saw Xi Mu, stood up and prepared to leave.

"There is another assassination target. Do you want to try it? The reward will be ten times that of this time."

"Sorry, I'm not short of money now." Ximu replied casually, without any intention of continuing this side mission.

Although the subsequent mission rewards given by Chronos are very generous for novice players, the mission difficulty is also ridiculously high.

Now that he has obtained ten kinds of shadow magic, it is enough for him to push the map. There is no need to waste time on meaningless side plots.

When Kronos saw this, he didn't stop him. He looked at Ximu's leaving figure with a smile. Since the other party didn't want to play with her anymore, she wouldn't force him.

After all, she has more important things to do now.

……

… Bull Street.

Ximu pulled down his cloak and walked towards the bank in the distance. The world set in this game was extremely developed, but also extremely backward.

There are cities that hover in the sky, and there are also slums where people don't have enough to eat, and the cause of all this is God.

There are gods with different powers in this world, and their influence permeates every aspect, from views on life and death, to human moral standards, to social hierarchies, all of which were born from the collision of the wills of the gods.

The setting of the bank card is a prop created by the God of Wealth and Contract in order to reflect his power.

Come to the bank door.

Under the watchful eye of the guards, Ximu walked in calmly, and was greeted by the beautiful receptionist to a separate room.

The room was small and there was no one except him.

Some are just a stone statue of a three-headed dog, lying on the marble floor, staring at the visiting customers with six cold eyes.

This is the pet of the God of Wealth. It is responsible for guarding the door of wealth and does not allow any theft unless there is a certificate.

Ximu took out his bank card. The three-headed dog statue that was originally dead suddenly came to life. One head lowered, one looked at the bank card, and the other looked at Ximu's face.

If the mythical beast that guards wealth cannot recognize faces, it must tell the corresponding password, otherwise it will be impossible to withdraw money.

"The password is 234423. I want to transfer money to this bank card." Ximu calmly read out a string of numbers, and then took out another bank card.

The three-headed stone dog looked at the newly taken out bank card, confirmed it a little, nodded its head gently, and spoke to the human in front of him.

"One hundred thousand gold coins have all been transferred to account 234023445234."

"..." Ximu didn't say much, turned around and left the room. He had no interest in paying attention to the three-headed dog. If it was its true form, he would still be interested in finding a way to kill it and obtain the achievement of killing the divine beast.

However, this is just a stone statue that carries the will of a mythical beast, and there is nothing noteworthy about it, unless you want to rob a bank.

after a while.

"Sir Akhtar, you are here." Anastasia sat elegantly on the sofa and handed out a bank card to the man opposite.

"This is all the money I'll make betting on you today."

"Don't you keep it for yourself?" Ximu took the bank card and saw Anastasia shaking her head slightly, looking at him with eyes as gentle as water.

It was as if all defenses were removed from him.

If you take action at this time, maybe you can develop an interesting plot. Anyway, this game can't have live ammunition. Even if Anastasia is set to be a boy, it doesn't matter, as long as she looks pretty.

however.

"Farewell." Ximu put the bank card in his black robe, stood up and left without any intention of exploring Anastasia's thoughts.

"See you again later." He waved his hand with his back to Anastasia and disappeared around the corner.

Anastasia blinked her eyes when she saw this, as if she was a little surprised, and then burst into laughter. How could he forget that Akhtar was an astrologer? He must have already known what he wanted to say.

"The thank you dinner must be a waste of time for Sir Akhtar." He said softly.

"I'm really envious, being able to act without any confusion."

(End of this chapter)